HazelEves
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MAFIUSO'S LOST LOVE
Young Adult "You said you fucking Love me, Yeah?" He clutched my hair in his deadly tight gripped.
"Then show me how fucking your damn glossy mother-fucking pink pussy lips craved for my attention when I wasn't at home" Ethan bellowed in my ears, his hot minty breath licked my earlobe before a pang of pleasure hit throughout my whole body.
"I'm not a man whom you consider me to become, I'm an asshole. Heartless killer" He hissed
"I won't kiss on your fucking forehead when I came back from work like any other fucking-happily-in-love-man" He dropped his hands down 'there' under my fully soaked panties and poked my cunt aggressively
"I want you, sitting in a hallway, whilst waiting for my arrival, with spread legs and showing off your creamy pussy for me on full display" He caressed his wet fingers coated in my own thick cum on my lips.
"And" He smiled sinisterly when his tough rough and giant hands cupped
my round boobs tenderly, pinching yet circling my now wide awaken perky rose-pink nipples through his thumb "I want your boobs sagging and bowing down in respect when I return from work" He whispered Huskily...
"GOT IT, my fucking slut?" He tucked loose strand behind my ear softly and left the room before throwing his earth-shattering wink on my way...
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Warning: This book is not what you have already read on wattpad, it will contain a lot of harsh languages, mature contents, abusive sex plots... Highly recommend for 18+
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