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🧡❌️🧡. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . . 🧡❌️🧡

Back to smutness 😆
I'll be the one on the left.

‘Together, they would brave Satan and all his legions.’

‘And why didn’t mamma speak to me about him?’ persevered the child. ‘She often talked of uncle, and I learnt to love him long ago. How am I to love papa? I don’t know him.’

I just hope, I pray, that he may forget his diabolical prudence and kill me! The single pleasure I can imagine is to die, or to see him dead!’

‘I wonder his mother does not rise from her grave to see how you use him. You’re worse than a heathen—treating your own flesh and blood in that manner!’

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🔸️⚜️🔸️. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . .🔸️⚜️🔸️

Dusting the petticoat for a classic 😁
I'll be the moody one on the right lol!

I can’t help grin, who needs forever, when you have right now.
–Prey by Raven Amor. 100% of story, 89% of book.

His scream muffled. I pull out the note, blackening the fourth name. Only one left.
–Prey by Raven Amor

I’m never ever letting go.

I nearly nut just then, overwhelmed with pleasure. I’m barely able to stifle a moan as her lips wrap around the head.

Branches slap at us and tug at our clothes, but we don’t stop. We can’t stop.

When his fingers brush over my balls, I let out a choked sound. He lingers for a second before his thumb is back on my hole. Back and forth he teases between the two until I’m shaking all over.

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🌿➕️🌿. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . . 🌿➕️🌿

Back to the wild!
I'll be the one on the right.

“What do we do now?”

“You always like rough and hard with me, don’t you?” I slap her ass cheeks again and again, making her yelp.

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“I need his name,” I interrupt her. “Give me his name, and I will bring his heart to your feet.”

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⛓🙏🏼⛓. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . . ⛓🙏🏼⛓

Let’s pray for lots of sinning 😆
I’ll be the one on the left.

“Who’s Tyrant’s beautiful woman?” I whisper against her lips.
Vivienne smiles again and wraps her arms around my neck. “Me.”

The pain feels heavenly. I crave him so much.
“Look at you arching your back for me. You love mean Tyrant too, don’t you?”

My hand tightens mercilessly around her slender throat. Such a pretty neck. So very chokeable.

I squirm against my bonds. Rub my cheek against the pillow to get the gag out of my mouth. It doesn’t work, and I can’t move.

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🌹🗡🌹. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . .🌹🗡🌹

Let's see if he can scare us 😆
I'll be the one on the left.

“Okay, daddy. I’m ready.”

“You both just destroyed this family.” He shakes his head. “I hope this was all fucking worth it.”

He wastes no time and soon his tongue finds mine and I’m lifted off the ground and I’m pinned to the wall. My legs wrap around his waist instinctively as he grinds his dick into me.

That must strike a nerve because he balls his hands into fists and a scowl finds his perfect face.
“You think I give a fuck? You could be married with three kids, and you’d still belong to me.”

“I have a plan.”

“It’s OK. I’m OK.”
But he wasn’t. He was beginning to understand, and he wasn’t OK. We’re the only ones in here, he thought. No help. No one else is coming.

“Are you still there?”
“What? Yes. Sorry. I was trying imagine sticking something up a lion’s ass. I don’t think I’m quite there yet.”

"But the boy will not come home, and though she will not allow herself to know this, she knows it anyway. And so she makes brownies for the memory of her baby. She can’t help herself—faint comfort is better than no comfort at all, you see?”