Masked Prince (Fated Royals 2)
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“Such a perfect little girl,” I said, as I pulled out, my dick slick with her saliva and my seed.
My Queen had never looked more beautiful than she did then—on her knees in front of me, with my cum in her mouth, with blow-job reddened lips and watery eyes, with pregnant tits and belly. I still wasn’t sure I deserved her. But fuck it. She was mine. For fucking keeps.
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