“Yes, we had slept together a few times at balls. Quite often, actually. But that was all it had ever been — a distraction. A way to chase away the hollow ache of solitude we both shared.” — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“Everyone is leaving me... nobody wants me around... am I worse than a dog then... why everything is this way? Perhaps I don't deserve… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“I could feel heat pooling between my legs fast and intense. My thighs pressed together, uselessly. Shame surged up my spine, but there was… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“Hello, umbrella girl.” I chuckled remembering our first meeting. She was walking down the stairs from her house, it was raining, she elegantly spread… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“But he didn't come for me, he's never come for me, even if he promised me that...” — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“It’s torture, Desmond…” I breathed, my whole body aching to finish, to do anything but stand here full of him and pretend I was… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“If you keep wiggling on my dick like that, you’ll end up impaled on it like a fish on a hook.” She froze for… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“She swallowed nervously, blinking. “Are you… proposing to me?” I laughed, shaking my head. “No, darling. It’s better than a marriage proposal.” Her eyes… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“Yes, we had slept together a few times at balls. Quite often, actually. But that was all it had ever been — a distraction.… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“And as my birthday loomed closer, the familiar unease stirred beneath my skin. I hated this feeling. The nervous energy that curled in my… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“The tranquility of the moment reminded me that life was full of uncertainties, but also of endless possibilities. As much as I hated to… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“Um... I won't be able to take it all in my mouth... maybe just half of it... " I looked up at him, biting… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
“Now, forget about everything else. Forget about your God, forget about anything beyond the feel of my tongue on your needy little cunt. Just… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
