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π•Ώπ–π–Š π•Ύπ–šπ–’π–’π–”π–“π–Žπ–“π–Œ (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

A shock of pleasure shot through her at the use of her full name and she almost appeared at his side because of it, but she kept herself where she was. She paid for the wine and the candy and headed home to find something slutty to wear for him when he came home.
 
He pulled into the driveway, his cock aching already, why did he always get so riled up coming home like this?
 
She came to greet him at the door, standing on the porch in a crop top that hung off her shoulder and over her massive tits, torn and faded shorts that looked more like a pair of panties, and thigh highs that went almost all the way up.
"Welcome home, baby!!" She greeted excitedly.
 
He growled softly and pulled her tight against him before pulling back. β€œG..Go get the wine.” He said. She could tell he was nervous.
 
She flushed and nodded, jogging inside and moving to grab the wine from the fridge, setting it on the counter before getting some glasses.
 
He made a noise and sniffed it again. β€œReally? Does it smell funny?” He asked, his heart hammering.
 
He moved over and suddenly grabbed her cheeks firmly, forcing her mouth open as he pressed the bottle to her lips and titled it upward. β€œDrink deep.”
 
She made a noise of surprise passed the wine as she gulped it, her cheeks already turning a dark red as she locked his gaze, eyes burning with lust and infatuation. Her clit ached immediately, and she could feel herself arart to soak through her clothes.
 
He wouldn’t let her go, keeping the bottle forced to her lips, keeping his gaze cold and locked on her. β€œEvery drop, Orielle.”
 
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