Dark Chocolate
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As an ordinary, independent computer programmer, Faye Cline tries to succeed in settling into a specific profession all while being isolated from real-life social events.
When she gets troubled in a certain situation, she officially meets Roman Carter who turns her into shaking hot rockin' mess from the inside out.
As Roman starts to appear in her life, she hopes that she has it in her to not loose herself in fairy-tale wishes or conversations over plates of petite fours.
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"What's that?"
"Oh this?" He spoke nonchalantly. "Just something that's going to help with me sliding in you so deep, that you'll be crying when my cock leaves your delicious pussy."
I pressed my lips together as I felt my pussy throb and nipples ache more.
"I already cried once when you pulled out of me." I muttered, remembering that I basically sobbed in misery and pain.
His eyes darkened. "That was nothing compared to what I'll do to you now."
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