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2024-12-10 12:59:29Moreau walked faster, almost half-running, but Abihirt suddenly got up. There was no hint that the man was about to take an unexpected action, making Moreau pause.
It wasn't fair that her stepfather intended to return Pipao to the stable, before she could enjoy a moment as added motivation. A little while would be fine—it should be. Still, who could oppose Abihirt? Moreau's lips thinned faintly. It might be necessary to take determined action. Immediately removing the remaining distance between them was met with disapproval. She was really running. Already trying to go faster, though ultimately held back by Abihirt's preventive action of hugging her flat stomach. "Abi!" Moreau's voice was full of protest. Realizing that—if Abihirt seemed to be deliberately forbidding so that the man could witness how angry she would be. Unexpectedly, her body immediately lifted up in a position and then held on tightly, as if it was the proper action of a man who did not ca
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Moreau thought they would end up in a room with various sex demonstrations, but it seemed she had to get rid of such unexpectedly dirty thoughts. Not there. Instead, Abihirt led them in the man's master suite and dropped her body onto the bed. Still with the slip dress intact, Moreau swallowed harshly at how long Abihirt remained towering. The man was staring very intently, as if he was thinking about where they should start. Should it be the big fingers that took the action later, moving immediately to simply strip her down first, or should she let Abihirt play the role of getting rid of the thin and slightly loose spaghetti straps at the shoulders? Probably not both. Moreau was transfixed for a moment as their eyes crossed. It was too difficult to make sense of the situation. Passions were running high, but it seemed Abihirt still had enough patience left to not take action. It was only by chance that the man's hands formed a steady fist and pressed down on the
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Moreau swallowed harshly as she stared into her stepfather's gray irises. Abihirt said nothing. Nor did she urge the need to avoid their eyes meeting as they had a moment ago, but the man's fingers were still moving. Could soon take Moreau all the way to the top, if she chose to surrender and not want to stop the situation between them. "Abi ...." Moreau's words were contradictory, as her body seemed to be burned by Abihirt's hands. The man was adept, no doubt, at determining the right moments to stop. Making Moreau's enjoyment stifled. She barely felt it."I want to eat you." As if that was just a warning. Moreau felt the slip dress around her waist. Abihirt reached down roughly and pulled up the soft silk undergarment without warning, even guiding her to open her legs wider. The man dropped his mouth between the beautiful curves there. Moreau closed her eyes, shocked by the collapsing defenses. Did not protest. She wanted to, but then all was forgotten becau
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Moreau understood that she should crawl backwards now. Slowly, that's what she did until Abihirt's manhood felt like an insistence that prevented her from moving. Moreau thinned her lips with a restrained smile as her stepfather growled faintly. "You're starting to dare to be a bad girl now?" Abihirt's deep, raspy voice sounded hoarse and perhaps the man was slightly intrigued by her bolder demeanor. Moreau grinned slightly when she finally said, "I learned from you." She wasn't lying about that. About their forbidden relationship or the unusual way of intercourse. Everything. Almost no exceptions, which started from a one-night stand and changed everything. Moreau leaned over slightly with the need to cup Abihirt's rough jaw. Still thinking about how to directly grab her stepfather. Perhaps with one quick kiss. Barely able to let go as the man was unwilling to let go of the link that felt full of embers. It was only when Moreau bit down on
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Abihirt was still moving. Leaving something unforgettable behind, and without warning the man repositioned them with a newer form of union. Moreau obeyed when it came to lying on her side, her back in front of her stepfather's chest. Abihirt thrust hard behind. Moreau felt one of the man's arms wrap tightly around her, touching directly on a breast that felt like it was being squeezed, while the other hand slowly reached down; sweeping between the lines of slightly swollen flesh. Delicious. That's where her stepfather knew... she was almost completely helpless. "I want you to come out with me." Abihirt's voice was a hoarse whisper. Sweating, Moreau could only nod in agreement. She closed her eyes, but the man's hot mouth fell on her face; exactly handing her a soft kiss despite not being sure it was a real act. Maybe it was just a coincidence. Moreau understood how much she was about to be blasted with pleasure. Immediately grasped tightly onto her stepfat
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"Why not give it to my mother?" Moreau almost heard her voice, which resembled a whisper. Grateful to be able to finish the rest of the job by making Abihirt look thoughtful. "Why?" As if he understood her confusion, the man continued, "Why do you ask?" "Just asking, because my mother seems to really want that necklace." Instead of responding immediately. Moreau found the bed rattling. Abihirt got up—certainly without any interest in getting dressed. Instead of pulling the thick blanket over their bodies, the man's arm reached out, grabbed the dark coat sitting on the corner of the bed and moved back toward her. A necklace chain with a unique pendant was prominently displayed. Moreau hesitantly moved her attention from Abihirt's face and the object in turn. Still not understanding the man's motivation; what; why. "You want it?" Suddenly Abihirt's deep, hoarse voice sounded like a loud buzzing echo. Moreau blinked a few times. "Me?" sh
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"Ya. Abi wants you to accept it." All would be resolved by Barbara's technically provoking statement. "Why me? Can't Abi just give the necklace to you?" Moreau understood how much her mother tried to avoid moments like this. Something Barbara did not want, but the woman had no choice. "You know Abi once gave me necklace and because I rarely wear it, he thinks that I don't appreciate his gift." Barbara snorted after that. Moreau wasn't going to make any comments because that was the truth, though she immediately noticed something different about her mother's appearance. "Looks like Abi gave you earrings?" Barbara's significant reaction was enough to give Moreau a clue, then the woman said, "Your father knows how to persuade me." Moreau had expected this, given the near impossibility of her mother having her tastes change in an instant. She knew the woman did not like long dangling earrings, like the ones her late father had tried to gi
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"Is there something you want to talk about?" Abihirt asked once again. It was understandable that the man felt odd about her unsolicited presence. It was an absurd initiative—Moreau thought, but did not remove the motivation towards the need to address Abihirt's unexpected decision. She quickly took out the necklace and it was now prominently displayed in her palm. "My mother gave this necklace to me this morning," she said after a silence fell between them. There was no hint of Abihirt's reaction. The man barely showed anything, which Moreau felt should have been quite significant. Her guess was wrong. "Didn't I say you should keep it? Why ask my mother to give me this necklace?" she spoke again simply to test the extent to which Abihirt could be more patient with her, though to be honest it was close to not. The man was even too calm as he leaned back against the back of the exclusive chair; typical of an unavoidable boss. "I don't need anyone's permission
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