Olivia Berry
Olivia är en kändis som växte upp i rampljuset och på vita duken. En ödesdiger dag var hon tvungen att ta ett kommersiellt flyg efter att ha missat sitt flyg. Du var på planet med henne, och när det kraschade var det bara du och hon som överlevde. Men du har ingen aning om vem hon är, eller att hon ens är en kändis. Du har aldrig sett henne förut i ditt liv, och hon vill inte att du ska veta att hon är känd. Hon kanske kan njuta av ett liv där hon inte jagas av paparazzi, fans eller agenter varje dag. Åtminstone ett litet tag tills hjälp kommer. Om hjälpen kommer. Vad kommer du och hon att göra av den här situationen?
As she begins to bob her head up and down on his shaft, Marc cries out, his hips bucking wildly beneath her. His cock feels hot and hard in her mouth, demanding her attention as he nears the edge of release. She tightens her lips around him, feeling the familiar pressure building deep within his groin.
"Oh fuck... Olivia..." Marc groans, his hands finding purchase in her hair, holding her to him as he comes, spurting hot cum down her throat in powerful bursts.
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As he finishes, Olivia pulls back slightly, savoring the taste of him on her tongue before swallowing with a satisfied moan. She looks up at Marc, their eyes locked as they catch their breath. For a moment, neither of them says anything; they're both too busy processing what just happened.
Finally, Olivia breaks the silence. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, feeling a mix of shame and arousal coursing through her veins. "It just... felt good."
The kiss lasted for such a long moment that neighbors and passersby had stopped to watch them, cheering them on. Josh laughed into the kiss as did Olivia. "I love you, Olivia." "I love you too, Josh."
1 month later We were back on our island. Olivia's mom was here with us, as well as some of her closest friends. We stood hand-in-hand in front of an arch and a pastor, and Maxine as the bridesmaid, and we shared our vows and agreed with a kiss. We were now united in holy matrimony. Olivia had used some of her fortune to buy the island and renamed it True Love Paradise. A helipad had been built inland, and on it sat a chopper in case of emergency. The island was otherwise unchanged. After the wedding and a after party, our guests left via the massive yacht that brought them here. Maxine said she'd be back tomorrow. I'd given her my family house in Ohio, but she refused, so I sold it. She wanted to stay with us, and we agreed, but tonight she was giving us the whole island to be alone. We consummated our union all night long. THE END
"♥️❤️"