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ᅠᅠ. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝓞𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘳
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#𝙒𝙊𝙇𝙁𝙀𝘾𝙊𝙍𝙀 Se unió Kasım 2020
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the crux of it. He didn't have a need to pontificate or posture himself as anything more than what he was or promise anything that he could not provide. Delphine would get him, his effort, his dedication -- everything and anything that he was would belong to her.
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ear. ❝ I'm not much. I've never been a husband before and I don't know if I can make you happy every day. But, I'm here. And I'm willing to try to make you the happiest person to ever live. ❞
Sincerity. If Olivier had any sort of superpower or ability to influence, that was
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As her cunt clenched around him, her orgasm tearing through her Venusian figure, eyes rolling back and body shaking as though a jolt of electricity was shooting up her spine, Olivier couldn't help but growl like a rutting animal. His teeth dug into her shoulder. His hands kept
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particular, feminine musk that was all hers. Olivier began to salivate.
❝ I'll buy you new ones, ❞ he said, ❝ if you behave. ❞
There was no hesitation after that. His tongue unfurled from between his lips and he took a long, slow, lazy lick of Sadie's pussy.
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along their frontmost seam, revealing the cotton of her panties to his eyes. Then, he cut those too, horizontally.
He pushed his face between her legs, inhaling the scent of her. Freshly washed, Sadie's pussy held the pleasant aroma of fruity soap, but there was no hiding the
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❝ 𝘉𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦, ❞ Olivier whispered.
Sadie, ever the prim and proper presenting young woman, had worn tights beneath her skirt. He could have simply torn them off. But, instead, he opened his desk drawer and retrieved a pair of scissors. Gently, he cut the tights
𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥@sinstudied
sadie swallowed hard, eyes rounding when he told her his office wasn't soundproof. how was she supposed to keep it down if he was about to do what she thought he was? “ um .. i can try. ” she helped him out, thighs parting a little wider to welcome his hand between them.
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❝ No, ❞ Olivier said. ❝ And, also, no. So, you're going to have to keep your voice down and I'm going to have to work fast. ❞
He smiled up at her, his hand already between her legs and resting on her thigh.
𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥@sinstudied
“ i should have brought you a muffin and some coffee or something .. ” her gaze drifts down to where his touch lands on her thigh. her cheeks flush and her thighs slide apart. she casts a shy glance at his office door before running her fingers down her skirt. 𓂃 ֢֢֢
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ᅠᅠ. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝓞𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘳 retuiteado
“𝖬𝖤？ 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒？ 𝗂 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍...“ ❧
✰ lewd roleplay account ( 18+ )
✰ bisexual
✰ submissive dirty girl (open to switch)
✰ dms open <3 (always open to plot suggestions ~)
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him.
❝ Well, I was in a bit of rush this morning, ❞ he said, putting a hand on her thigh. ❝ I forgot to eat breakfast. So, what if I ate my star student a little bit? ❞
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Olivier chuckled. Sadie was eager and Olivier did not want to take advantage of her, but he also couldn't deny that he wanted her.
Instead of getting up from his seat, he brought his chair forward enough that she would have to struggle to get out from in front of
𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥@sinstudied
a grin spreads across her lips as she turns to lock his office door behind her. she seems almost too eager to strut over to his desk and perch herself against the edge. “ what did you have in mind, professor? ”
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ᅠᅠ. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝓞𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘳 retuiteado
❝ Is that right? Well, classes haven't started yet and my office door locks. Why don't we start your Monday off right? ❞
𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥@sinstudied
green eyes leisurely slide over his figure as her teeth sink into her full lower lip. she's clearly not thinking about anything innocent. “ it could have been better. ”
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❝ Good morning, Sadie, ❞ Olivier said, smiling warmly. ❝ Did you have a nice weekend? ❞
𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥@sinstudied
she's looking at @SlNSCRlPTS a certain kind of way, this morning.
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ᅠᅠ. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝓞𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘳 retuiteado
memory of her, then he was going to let Delphine know exactly what his intentions were too. Even if she were to disappear on him again, at least she'd know.
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you. Loving you. Being your boyfriend. Your husband. Your best friend. Your Daddy. ❞
Olivier couldn't pinpoint the moment his words turned from pure sex to domesticity, nor did he particularly care. If he was going to confess to how often he'd been stroking his cock to the
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❝ All of them, ❞ Olivier replied without so much as a hint of hesitation or shame. ❝ I've had to buy so many that the people at the store I go to asked me if I was sick or something. ❞
And what need did he have to be ashamed when a veritable goddess was atop him, riding
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