“He wants to talk to you.”
I took the phone, equally confused. Indian Sex You are mine, so the child will be mine. I should think we can expect you here by three this afternoon, then.”
I blinked, looking up at Slut. What if the baby isn’t yours?”
I smiled, pulling her close and placing a hand on her belly. Did you know?”
“No, Master,” she squeaked. Up until the phone call with her father, I had every intention of taking the little slut home with me, collaring her, even marrying her, just to keep her with me. Read 80580 times |
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“Ok, Slut. “He said he could handle it, so I can catch a ride back with you.
