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Sharing in His Halloween Hunt. Watching Him Break Her, #7

Par : Talia Boo
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  • ISBN8232723668
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  • Date de parution05/10/2025
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  • ÉditeurHamza elmir

Résumé

I told him to hunt. At our Halloween party, I gave my husband permission to do what every woman in the room wanted, take one of them. Make her moan. Make her break. And then bring her to me. That was the deal. I didn't know who he'd choose. I had to wait, dripping and shaking, upstairs in our bedroom, imagining every woman he'd touched that night. Every smile. Every grind. Every one of my friends he could've bent over and filled. But when the door opened.
it was better than I could have ever imagined. And when he split her open on our bed, made her gasp, made her beg, made her come so hard she saw stars, I couldn't stop touching myself. I came again and again just watching him wreck her. I'm still soaked just thinking about it. 
I told him to hunt. At our Halloween party, I gave my husband permission to do what every woman in the room wanted, take one of them. Make her moan. Make her break. And then bring her to me. That was the deal. I didn't know who he'd choose. I had to wait, dripping and shaking, upstairs in our bedroom, imagining every woman he'd touched that night. Every smile. Every grind. Every one of my friends he could've bent over and filled. But when the door opened.
it was better than I could have ever imagined. And when he split her open on our bed, made her gasp, made her beg, made her come so hard she saw stars, I couldn't stop touching myself. I came again and again just watching him wreck her. I'm still soaked just thinking about it.