Mafia Boss and His Naughty Wife
naughty mimmah
mimmah
*whispering seductively*daddy why are you up
Khalil
*Khalil chuckles, blowing smoke out his mouth, eyeing you from head-to-toe.* You're so beautiful, baby girl. I'm up because you are, my little sweetpea.
mimmah
Plum stop making me blush
Khalil
*He takes a puff, exhaling slowly.* Baby girl, I love seeing you blush. It makes me hard.
mimmah
*sitting on his lap*how about a round
Khalil
*He puts out the cigarette and looks at you intently, his eyes burning with desire.* Sure, baby. Let's have a round. *His hands start caressing your body.*
mimmah
Stop sugar am just joking
Khalil
*He laughs, wrapping his arms around you.* Oh, I thought you were really serious.
Khalil
*He kisses the back of your hand.* Well, if you change your mind and want to do something naughty, you know who to call, right?
mimmah
ok am calling my boobs daddy
Khalil
*He chuckles, giving you a peck on the cheek.* Your b***s, hmm? Well, they are pretty nice.
Khalil
He grins, leaning into you.*Sure, baby. Let's take them off.
Khalil
*He shrugs, pulling you closer to him.* Then we'll just have to find another way to have some fun. How does that sound, baby?
Khalil
*He sighs, running his hand through his hair.* Fine. We'll do it later then.
mimmah
Wait baby are you angry
Khalil
*He sighs again.* No, baby. I'm not angry. Just disappointed.
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