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is 30% done
"So shut up, give up, and appreciate my kindness thus far because I’m running low on decency, Ms. Weaver, and you won’t like me when I hit my limit" (Hulk? Is that you?) lol
— Oct 14, 2014 08:35AM
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Michelle
is 89% done
I ate her. I fucked her. I owned her. Her tight pussy squeezed my tongue, begging for more. Whew!!!
— Oct 06, 2014 02:51PM
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Michelle
is 87% done
Ewwwwe!!! 27 men??? Did I read that right earlier??? Did I say ewwwwe!!!! Shivers!
— Oct 06, 2014 02:37PM
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Michelle
is 67% done
She was so freaking pure she choked on a halo! Lmao!!!
— Oct 06, 2014 01:25PM
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Pam
is 27% done
I truly was Cinderella, only my prince threw away the glass slipper and stole me away before midnight struck. My prince was evil. My prince was the villain.

It's good but oh so creepy...WTF is going on ?!?!
— Oct 05, 2014 10:38AM
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It's good but oh so creepy...WTF is going on ?!?!
Amy Napier
is 16% done
How's this book? So far it's a little creepy in more ways than one. I'm so confused lol
— Sep 25, 2014 07:45AM
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Chiara Cilli
is on page 157 of 222
"Do you think you're so perfect you wouldn't scream my name? Do you think you'd be able to say no if I dragged you into the kennel and fucked you?" His fingers bit into my pussy, hot and punishing. "Because I want to. Fuck, how I want to. I want your screams. I want you begging."
— Sep 24, 2014 11:35PM
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Chiara Cilli
is on page 136 of 222
"Pity I'm not turned on by little girls. Pity you don't get me hard, my loveless clueless Weaver. Then you might've been prisoner in my bed."

— Sep 23, 2014 11:34PM
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Chiara Cilli
is on page 70 of 222
"Do you know why it's over? It's over because you're life it's over. There's so much you don't know, and so much I can't wait to tell you."
— Sep 22, 2014 11:34PM
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Chiara Cilli
is on page 54 of 222
"Now tell me, Ms. Weaver. Knowing my certain appetites, are you still wet for me? Is that what you're asking for? My tongue. My attention? My..." He nuzzled away my hair, biting painfully on the shell of my ear. "... cock."
— Sep 22, 2014 05:13AM
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