A billionaire's love {Falling for the Billioanire}

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o echoed the voices of the many women out there who would not back away from it. "You do not want to offend women" I thought to myself, especially these ones, they have lost the need to stay patient, they are disillusioned and at odds with everything and everyone, a house was the court, and the court was home and that was the culture now. The modern culture of today's women. But justice must be served, and I would above all love to see how this

ready packed with thousands of people. People of all shapes and sizes, and color an

men who put together the most functional path to communication and message distribution. The world as we know it ha

ace to stay" I suggested "yeah, somewhere cheap but comfortable" she said as she pressed in on me to avoid a passe

cheered or clapped. As we clapped, we pushed closer and closer to the podium and there it was, the pleasant reason for all that ruckus, it was Bob de Nero in the flesh, waving and smiling at the crowd. "Ah shit. We are late

a happy woman who voluntarily sunk herself into an already drawn bath waiting to be occupied. I spent the night planning t

. To her, it was what is, always and forever. What happened in the past was the bridge to all her emotions, she drew strength and faith from them, and the

everything I hoped and more. Ber skin blended with the caramel toned room, the light flo

but it did not matter about twenty-five years of waiting was about to pay off, I was getting mine, I was about to have her, and she was about to have me. Her thick wet lips, soft and warm spread all over mine, taking me to a near climax, it was exactly as I had imagined, no, even better than I had imagined. I lifted her from the tub, water spreading all over the slippery floor, her legs wrapped around my waist. It was a good evening, and we did not for once miss home. The doorbell bellowed nonchalantly, like the whoever it was cared very little for our sanity, but we did not care. In dropped her on the bed cuppin