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Chapter 31 Desperate Moves

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Manfred Russo POV

I stare at the girl and wonder what's going through her mind. My cock is still hard and seated deep inside her warm pussy, and there seems nothing more satisfying than knowing she’s full of me. What's happening to me isn’t healthy. She is making me weak, but it appears that her lack of resistance is helping my plans go smoothly and so there is little I will do about it. “Manfred.” I give her my name because I’ve decided I’d like to hear her say it.

“What?” She looks back at me with confusion on her face. “I thought you should know the name of the man whose child you will carry.” My fingers trace over her flat stomach and the thought of it swelling keeps my cock hard inside her.

“I want to know why—”

“Shhhh.” I place a finger over her lips to silence her. “I won’t tell you why, so don’t ask.”

I don’t know why I feel the need to keep it a secret from her. Maybe, I want to spare the girl from having to know what a cunt her father really is, or perhaps the fact that St
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