OneNightStandWithTheWetDaddy3

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Isabella's POV The night drew very close. My eyes caught sight of Donald's wristwatch. It was a Rolex, a very expensive quality brand watch. But while I was about to grab it for a stare, I saw another glowing mirror in the closet. I hurried to the closet. "Donald... Wet Daddy." I called out his name, my voice a low whimper. "If truly you're the CEO, then promote every one of us working for you at the company. Especially me." I shook my head and shrugged. "What if he is right asleep?" There was silence. But I realized I was still feeling the warmth of the doggy f**k he offered me last night. It left me suckling each time I remembered the thrusts. Although the s*x was a slow one, the repeated scroll of his c**k felt hard in my p***y, after everything was done. Donald was not activ

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