We use cookies
When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Your cookies settings
Strictly cookie settingsAlways Active
Kissing Elsewhere
Zayd gulped. Her beautiful blue eyes stared up at him, begging him to do exactly what he wanted her to do. How could he refuse her? He did not trust himself to not go further if his c**k left his pants. Of course, he wanted to have s*x with her. He wanted to make love to her and possess her in every way. “Not tonight, princess,” he sighed. Her cute little bottom lip jutted out in a pout. Why was he saying no again? “Why not?” she demanded, sitting up and staring down at him. Zayd sighed again. He was trying hard to be responsible. Maybe he should not have taken things as far as he already had to begin with. “We need sleep. Here,” he said, picking her pajama top up off of the floor and trying to hand it to her. She ignored the shirt and crossed her arms under her breasts, pushing them up
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD
