ELIJAH Series

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but looking at him I weighed my strength over his. And I would not make such hasty decision. He wants me to dance for him. He gives me an option of saving myself and not

me and if I don't make it out of here alive, he'll alert his brother in the police department. Still, I'll be long gone before anyone finds me and who is to tell Elijah doesn't have the power to make a

t." The threat creates a huge grin on his face and yet it seems like a lie to me because I wa

ous man like him loving the pearly whites which

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l chest to my very short dress I kick my leg out turning my back to him, I drop low twerking and rolling my waist knowing how much my ass jiggles whenever I do

seems to like that with the growing tent in his pants. Touching myself I turn facing him sensually dancing. His face remains stoic but his tent gro

ssing him, him touching me, lips trailing to my erotic regions as I moan for him. My body had a differe

n obvious thick dick print, I sat on him, on it. And it's...so big. "Don't stop princess." His lips trail past my very se

his thick bulge. I felt his hand go to my thighs getting

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ark the look scary, like a hungry man he looks at the lacey thong fixing it in his pocket letting a sinister smile fall on his lips. It wa

He didn't move it, just rubbing my inner walls making me mewl and squirm. I tried fighting the moans and failed. His fingers drag along my walls, tapping, sliding and thrusting. Moans aft

ing harshly on my nipples. "Elijah, oh fuck!" He groans fucking me with his fingers soon my legs began shaking and I knew what's coming next as h

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