Sofa King Wrong
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I’m not as “famous” now, and honestly, it’s the best feeling in the world. I’ve got the love of an incredible man who makes me feel whole, and who treats me like his queen. I’ve got an album of art I can be proud of to start preparing for. And as I turn over in bed in the morning and shiver at the feel of him so fucking hard as he pulls me into him, I bite my lip and grin.
Yeah, life is pretty good. And judging from the way Diesel’s hands grip me tighter as he slowly wakes, and from the way his big cocks swells against my ass?
Well, it’s going to be a great freaking morning.
The End.