𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃.
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𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃.
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❝ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴜᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴀɪʀꜱ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛ. ❞

oh did he have her wrapped around his finger. in a daze, she felt herself be pulled in some direction and she followed quite eagerly. “y-yes sir. . . “ as she followed, her other hand had rested over her lower tummy, keeping her skirt in place.


What's a nurse to do when the stress finally gets to her? She has to relieve it, of course... you won't turn down a woman in need, right...? #SeductiveSunday


Mia Fey leans back in her office chair at Fey & Co. Law Offices, the late afternoon light catching her black blazer just right. Her phone buzzes on the desk, and she picks it up with a perfectly arched eyebrow. "I'm flattered, but why in my office--? "

He was really going to put a baby into her...? She'd get his kid? What a need - she's melting at the thought, legs trembling under careful, but heavy touch. She can't wait anymore. It doesn't look like he can, either - for his cock enters her with a heated, powerful clap of +

“oh—!!” marin gasps as he grabs two fistfuls of her tits, groping her just as shamelessly as he’s accusing her of being. “w-wait, wait…! people are gonna see…!” she whines, a shiver running up her spine. isn’t that what she wants…?

the kiss was so intense for her that she couldn’t help but to whimper into it, her knees feeling quite weak from it all. his taste, mixed with her bubblegum lip gloss doing something for her and making her give in. as the kiss met its end, her breaths heavied and she had —

her lashes fluttered as he tilted her head up, pink hues rested upon his as he talked to her. “o-oh? i think i can handle it. . ~” she tried being confident, but in all honesty, she was so unsure. just lost in the spell he seemed to have put on her. . . intentional or not.

as the taller man approached, she turned her gaze over to him and offered a cute little smile. she bit upon her lip and her hands clasped together behind her petite frame before mustering the courage to speak. “w-well hello. . . hehe a-and yeah?~ i’m glad. . . ♡ “

Putting the glass she is holding down on the nearest surface before she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body flush against him. "That's not /little/ mean. That's mean mean." A cute pout appearing on her lips, her eyes wandering down his lips briefly

Stars, is this ever attractive. He needs her so badly, that he's borderline feral— gripping at her bare breasts with a heavier touch that makes her whine aloud. "Please—!!" It's immediately belted out. In the midst of her being constantly teased and tormented by his hands and +





