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Smitten by the Playboy: Bumping Into Mr. Sexy

Date: 11/16/2017, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Erotica, Spanking, Virginity, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 71.4, Source: sexstories.com

polished up for some perfect GO-SPOTLESS advert.” Courtney and I always like it this trim and immaculate way. What must I eat for tonight, huh? A cup of yoghurt will do, with boiled eggs and Italian Pane Siciliano bread and the Chinese Keanu Reaves chicken salads and a bit slice of Berwick—or is it Bacon sandwich? Whichever name is suitable. That is what I want to gobble and guzzle up for tonight. Seriously; dummy! Once in the living room, I seat and entrench myself right next to Courtney. She is there on her laptop, busy typing and scribbling up. “So what is going on here if I may ask—pardon me, girl, but I have to be snoopy and dowdy with you just this time around alone?” Her eyes wander to me and then stray back to her laptop screen. “It is just that…….I am telling him not to misbehave and annoy me up. If he does, I won’t forgive or let him off for it.” My god! This woman here with her long flowing red hair is extremely beautiful. I, on the contrary, have long cascading chestnut brown hair and dark goldish skin and sparkling amber-like eyes. Yes. I am from Western Cape in South Africa and my name is Tori Wolf. Before I moved my way here, I was back there in the tip and farthest south of Africa, trifling and messing around with Charles Berlusconi. The only thing I want right now is to have him kicked and booted mercilessly out of my heart and life itself. He has no rightful and deserving place here. Screw him for that! “And you? You are still thinking about Charles ... Berlusconi right?” My God! It is slightly a little bit painful to accept that I would devote my priceless and golden moments over just fantasizing and drooling about him. Well, this is not the actual and verifiable truth. I once loved him. So much indeed; but not anymore! I can’t escape him now. He is part of my history and gone life itself. And I have to live with him in my heart without loving him up till the day that I breathe my last in this little small sick world of ours. It is the same on his part too. The guy is dazzlingly beautiful, you don’t always get around to see his type anyhow, and he has lots and lots more of girls or even less or just one like he wants to. I have literature.com and Hollywood celeb gossip-up life myself. Yes. I am so much interested and absorbed in Hollywood and its glamorous celebrities. I do work for some Paparazzi agency here in Las Vegas part time. I lost Charles. He lost me. We both lost each other, but the truth is that I would never be more happier than I am now if I were with him. He has got another totally different life from mine. He wants to be a Pastor, I dare hear. He wants to be The Ladies’ Best Man, I dare unravel. I want to embrace and love Hollywood. There is no way we can fit in together like this. I will want to write and write all latest celebrity articles, and he will be there, telling me I should rather stop and sing ‘Amazing Grace’ for him continually. I will want to fan and follow my favorite stars, and he will be looking upon ...