forty-two

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Marco I cleaned my baby up, and put her back in bed. I got some warm packs, setting against her p***y to ease the pain. She started trying to f**k it, grinding against it. I think I may have turned her nymphomaniac. She has this dazed look. I don't think that's supposed to happen. I know you can go into subspace, which is why I f****d her so hard. I wanted her to experience that. However, I don't know if it's supposed to last that long. All I can think of is taking care of her, holding her, nurturing her I suppose. It's what I love. I love taking care of her. I love seeing her smile, seeing her happy. Seeing her completely relaxed. Of course, I love to see her taking care of our daughter, but... My happiness relies on hers. I can tell when she's not happy. Because I'm not happy. Whe

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