Папочка, я обещаю, что буду тихой, просто, пожалуйста, будь нежной

Daddy, I Promise I’ll Be Quiet, Just Please Be Gentle “It certainly appears as if she disappeared suddenly, but Tamara said the last time she saw Ashlee VanCamp was Tuesday. His loss was my gain. HD-порно Alright… let’s get this over with.”

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“Well, fuck,” I threw my hands up, only half-kidding. Perhaps it was the fact that I was on cloud nine after banishing Roger VanCamp from his office, turning his partners against him, and taking his wife. “‘Aggressively bisexual?’ What even is that?”

“That’s what she calls it,” I said, reaching the doorway to my room. “Mmm… blank checks?” she suggested and kissed my ear softly. If you’re interested in reading more, head over to my Patreon: patreon.com/mindsketch. “Are you here for good?” She looked at me. I slowly opened them and released my hold on the kitten, feeling her slip free from my grasp as she fell on her back to the floor. It was her homecoming we were celebrating, after all. Even though the paramedics were concerned that she might have a concussion, she wouldn’t go to the hospital and threatened to fill more body bags if anyone tried to take her. They asked a lot of questions about who I worked for, where I was going, etc. I gave the modest breast a firm squeeze and leaned down to whisper in my pet’s ear, “Go welcome your mistress home, kitten.” Giving her a gentle shove into the room, I watched her stumble two steps before she halted… and then slowly walked toward the blonde goddess on my bed.