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As her cunt clenched around him, her orgasm tearing through her Venusian figure, eyes rolling back and body shaking as though a jolt of electricity was shooting up her spine, Olivier couldn't help but growl like a rutting animal. His teeth dug into her shoulder. His hands kept
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ear. ❝ I'm not much. I've never been a husband before and I don't know if I can make you happy every day. But, I'm here. And I'm willing to try to make you the happiest person to ever live. ❞
Sincerity. If Olivier had any sort of superpower or ability to influence, that was
along their frontmost seam, revealing the cotton of her panties to his eyes. Then, he cut those too, horizontally.
He pushed his face between her legs, inhaling the scent of her. Freshly washed, Sadie's pussy held the pleasant aroma of fruity soap, but there was no hiding the
❝ 𝘉𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦, ❞ Olivier whispered.
Sadie, ever the prim and proper presenting young woman, had worn tights beneath her skirt. He could have simply torn them off. But, instead, he opened his desk drawer and retrieved a pair of scissors. Gently, he cut the tights
❝ No, ❞ Olivier said. ❝ And, also, no. So, you're going to have to keep your voice down and I'm going to have to work fast. ❞
He smiled up at her, his hand already between her legs and resting on her thigh.
Olivier chuckled. Sadie was eager and Olivier did not want to take advantage of her, but he also couldn't deny that he wanted her.
Instead of getting up from his seat, he brought his chair forward enough that she would have to struggle to get out from in front of
❝ All of them, ❞ Olivier replied without so much as a hint of hesitation or shame. ❝ I've had to buy so many that the people at the store I go to asked me if I was sick or something. ❞
And what need did he have to be ashamed when a veritable goddess was atop him, riding
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you. Loving you. Being your boyfriend. Your husband. Your best friend. Your Daddy. ❞
Olivier couldn't pinpoint the moment his words turned from pure sex to domesticity, nor did he particularly care. If he was going to confess to how often he'd been stroking his cock to the