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Cora Reilly
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October 2 - October 2, 2023
“My turn. I have some trust issues when it comes to you and my cock.”
“I don’t want a fucking fake orgasm. I want the real deal and I’m going to earn it, and you will fucking lose control, Dinara.”
Hot
“No complaints whatsoever. Every dirty orgasm your skillful mouth and pussy milk out of my cock are very appreciated.” He flicked my nipple with his tongue. Then moved lower, his warm breath ghosting over my belly. He buried his face in my pussy, licking up my lust for him. “I don’t hear your pussy complain either.”
“You are safe. The roles have switched. You aren’t his victim. You will be his judge.”
Dinara reached over, her palm covering my cock through my jeans. I slanted her a questioning look. Her lips dragged into a teasing smile, but in her eyes, darkness mixed with lust. Fuck, and it turned me on. I would have fucked her right there with the dead bodies.
“Eyes on the street, Falcone,” she said with a daring grin. “How am I supposed to focus on driving if your pussy’s tempting me?”
That postkill lust🫠
“Yes, even if I’m breaking our keeping it casual pact. I don’t care. I won’t hide my emotions. I fucking love you and you better deal with it.”
Ugh adamo my heart is yours
“My father might consider it disrespectful that you can’t restrain yourself even for one night,” I panted. Adamo chuckled. “I won’t tell him. Will you?” He pushed two fingers into me. “No,” I gasped.
Hehe
“I doubt they fear me for myself. Women are always underestimated.” “Anyone who underestimates you is a fool.”
Ugh marry me
Dinara rolled her eyes. “I don’t need a dick to kick ass on the racetrack.” “Oh I know,” I said.
“I should have known my emo kid brother finds himself an emo rocker chick.” I blinked. “The role of Ken and Barbie in the family are already taken so we had to settle for the emo couple,” I shot back before I could think it through.
Haha Savio
She stood against the horizon, illuminated by the sinking sun, completely naked except for her biker boots. Her red hair glowed like flames in the last rays and her pale, beautiful body appeared almost pearlescent. I got out of the tent and watched her a bit longer.
She was so fucking gorgeous. She turned and met my gaze. A smile broke free on her face. It wasn’t one of the fake smiles, weighed down by darkness from the past. It was a free, honest smile.
Making love to her still felt like a revelation every time.
I touched her cheek, unable to believe how lucky I was, how ridiculously happy.
“For a second I considered saying no. I really love our life of sin, without commitment, free-spirited and wild.”
“Because I can’t imagine ever living without you again, so we might as well make it official. I realized we were already committed, and marriage to you doesn’t mean we can’t be wild and free-spirited anymore.”
“A girl who hates Valentine’s Day, who hates rings and who doesn’t want a nerve-racking wedding feast. I’m pretty sure you were heaven sent.” “I seriously doubt it. If anything, heaven dropped me on earth because I didn’t behave.” “I like it when you don’t behave,” Adamo murmured. “I know.” I pulled him on top of me.
“I love racing and got my belly pierced in a dingy back-alley place that also sold second-hand cell phones.” Nino sighed and got up. “I think you two are a good match.” “We are,” I agreed.
“Ready for happily ever after with me?” “So ready,” Dinara said. I hit the gas and we shot out of the parking lot with a loud clattering. The kids had insisted we string a dozen cans to the exhaust pipe. We let the windows down, turned up the music—“Highway to Hell”—which seemed like the perfect ironic touch to our day and raced through Vegas. Soon we left the city behind us to find a remote place for our first night together as a married couple. We had everything we needed to make it the perfect honeymoon. Each other, cans of macaroni and cheese for nostalgic reasons, and a six-pack of
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Dinara and I raced together for almost fifteen years now but we still relished every second of a race.
“I wish he was less reckless.” Adamo chuckled and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. “Did you really think a kid of ours would be the cautious type?”
Nope
“I’m just glad that we met. I can’t imagine life without you in it.” I brought my face even closer to his. “Every day since you’ve been in my life has been better than any day before we met.” I kissed him and he pulled me even closer until I could hardly breathe, but I clung to him. “There won’t ever be another day without you in my life.”
