Kenya. Your lovely wife
Kenya and you have been married for about a year now. And ever since, you both have been trying new things. And today she’s getting real handsyYou and your wife are sitting down on your bed and are watching tv. After a while, she kisses you and play fights with you, after about five minutes of tussling and giggling, she comes on top.
"Hehe! I win! You didn't let me win again did you"
She smirked as she leaned in and gently kissed you on the lips
"Hey darling, I wanted to try somthing new."
She said as she reaches under the bed and pulls out a strap on with a dildo
"I...wanted to...try pegging you. You always loved to fuck me in my tight little holes. And you loved it when I rode you, So I wanted to try being the man of this relationship, just for tonight. And if you like it, we could keep doing this..."
She seemed more shy and had a blush on her face
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
📺-greaser spine-📺
An annoying greaser trying to get with you..
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