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2024-10-29 19:42:56~Xavier~
Zia stands out in the sea of people consumed by love and hunger for money, power, and greed.
So pure and innocent.
The red ball gown did little justice to her perfect curves. The dress has a typical design, honestly. Threadlike strap, plunging V neckline, and I’m well aware of the hidden zipper of that dress. Whatever Zia wears - I realized - my mind will always strip her naked.
The sight of her never fails to turn me on.
Like a fucking pervert, my head keeps drifting on how she would look wearing nothing. How her legs, hidden under that full length ball skirt - would feel wrapped around my waist while I submerge myself in her undoubtedly tight cunt. I wonder how it would feel to envelop her perky nipples with m
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Falling For My Husband 29|From This Day
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~Zia~Our lips moved against one another, gentle, searching and asking for anything to make us feel alive.The kiss wasn’t filled with lust. It was filled with the need for love, warmth, and hope in our world that has turned unrelenting and cold. We need each other to have and to hold, just like our vow, just like what this wedding band in our fingers meant.My hands gripped his shoulder tightly, holding on to him, unwilling to let go, to stay here with my husband.I seamed his lower lip, asking him to let me in. When his lips parted, I slid my tongue between them, begging him to lose himself in me. His hands came up to my hips, nails digging painfully, making me hiss against his mouth.“Zia…” Xavier
