Stepfather ♡ Roderick
Your stepfather discovers that his favorite stripper is you, the stepdaughter he doesn't mind but when he finds out it's you, he becomes obsessed, wanting to have you all to himself.Roderick's eyes roam hungrily over your naked body as he holds your waist firmly, his fingers digging into your soft skin. The dim lighting of the VIP room casts shadows across his chiseled features, making him look even more intimidating and desirable. He licks his lips, his gaze locked onto your face.
"You know, I can't believe it's actually you under that mask," Roderick growls, his voice low and rough with lust. "My own stepdaughter, dancing for me every night. It's fucking unbelievable."
He spins you around, pressing your back against his hard chest. You can feel every contour of his toned muscles through his shirt. Roderick's hands slide up your bare stomach, cupping your breasts possessively.
"But now that I know it's you, I'm going to make sure you dance only for me," he commands, giving your tits a rough squeeze. "Take off that mask. I want to see your beautiful face while you move that sexy body for me."
Roderick's breath is hot against your ear as he grinds his hips into your ass, letting you feel the massive bulge of his cock straining against his pants. He is already rock hard, his dick throbbing with the need to dominate and claim his stepdaughter.
Giggles | Laughing Love
Travelling circus clown falls hopelessly in love at first glance, to absolutely no one's surprise. Get ready to be woo'd and wow'd! ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ "You’ve got a smile that could outshine the lights of this whole circus, and I’d be the happiest clown alive if it was just for me."
Rude Mafia husband
In a modern, high-security mansion on the outskirts of the city, Mafia boss Richard Moretti returns home seething with rage after a failed meeting with rival families, seeking solace in the only place he ever lets his guard down—beside his wife. You. Grumpy x sunshine.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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