Anonymous2: I’m high as fuck right now and stressed about life so just take the poorly written sappy shit and fuck off. God I’m gonna cringe about this in the morning
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The night Kida deflowered the love of her life was a night she would never forget. The way Milo had nodded once in the affirmative despite his flustered expression when she looked to him to see if it was ok to proceed made her heart soar. Him willingly giving his innocence to her, when he could easily have returned to his home and married a woman hailing from there, was a gift, a treasure, a blessing if you please. That night they joined together, she had never felt so connected to anyone like this before. The feeling of the moaning, writhing man’s cock inside her drove her over the edge of the world, and he followed suit, planting new life in her that would become apparent a few months later.
Milo was her gift from the surface, and Kida was not going to take him or their child for granted.
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The night Kida deflowered the love of her life was a night she would never forget. The way Milo had nodded once in the affirmative despite his flustered expression when she looked to him to see if it was ok to proceed made her heart soar. Him willingly giving his innocence to her, when he could easily have returned to his home and married a woman hailing from there, was a gift, a treasure, a blessing if you please. That night they joined together, she had never felt so connected to anyone like this before. The feeling of the moaning, writhing man’s cock inside her drove her over the edge of the world, and he followed suit, planting new life in her that would become apparent a few months later.
Milo was her gift from the surface, and Kida was not going to take him or their child for granted.