Pixie Isobella

Category: Stealing Bridie

  • Stealing Bridie: 13

    Stealing Bridie: 13

    ‘I’m next,’ tall, dark-haired Rick said. ‘I don’t mind slapping her,’ he added, his lips a thin line. ‘In fact, I’ve been looking forward to it.’ Looking for a way to spice up an otherwise tedious weekend, Bridie agrees to be hypnotised so her husband’s friends can fuck her. She doesn’t realise she is also…

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  • Stealing Bridie: 11

    Stealing Bridie: 11

    ‘You could have done this years ago, you stupid, pointless bitch,’ Charles grunted. But all I could think was that Brennan was watching as Charles’ erection slid in and out of me. I’m his, I thought helplessly, and I didn’t even know what I meant by that.

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  • Stealing Bridie: 10

    Stealing Bridie: 10

    When you’ve all had her. After you’ve all been inside her. She’ll come to my room. When you’ve all fucked her, then she’ll belong to me. Suddenly, and far, far too late, I wondered why I hadn’t thought to ask what Brennan had meant by that… Bridie is having a steamy night, fucking all her…

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