(Angelo Godshack, Leanne Lace) – Last Word – BABES
1(Angelo Godshack, Leanne Lace) – Last Word – BABES I looked at her. I released my hand from around her throat and cupped the side of her face with it. Txxx I grabbed my pants and began pulling them on, trying to feel nothing again. I leaned forward, trying to make eye contact with her. Jessica was broke. “Please tell me you’re joking.”
“I’m sorry.” She finally looked up at me, tears streaming down her face, and I knew this wasn’t a fucking joke. Take it. Everything alright?” He asked, his tone taking on a note of concern. Anger was starting to overtake my shock. Lucas,” I groused. Make me your fucking sex toy! Now, there was no chance I was going to do either of those. My orgasm began to slow down, and so did my thrusts. She was a lovely woman with a sweet disposition who just so happened to be married to a steelworker who made beating his wife a pastime when he wasn’t beating metal. “She might be a bit young for me.”
Dillon shrugged and said, “I’d trust you with her. “Yeah. “I said I’m going to miss this,” she said, her voice rough with emotion. A sob escaped from her as she said, “Marcus—”
“How long?” I repeated. I didn’t feel like hearing anything else she had to say. At least, that’s what I suspected. “Would you do me a favor and make sure my door is locked after the lying bitch is gone?”
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Friday, July 19th 10:52 am
“Order for Marcus!”
I retrieved my coffee from the counter and made my way to my usual spot in the back of the common room of Strange
