Chapter 351 Gregoria - r18
Chapter 351 Gregoria - r18
His hand tightened on her waist as he shifted, pressing his hips forward. With a predatory smile, he began moving, his cock shamelessly grinding against her thighs in a slow, deliberate rhythm.
Gregoria's breath stopped for a moment, her glare a mix of fury and something raw as she felt him. "You're a fucking animal," she spat, her voice shaky. "Rubbing your filthy dick on your grandmother—where's your shame, boy?"
He grinned as he grinded harder, the silk making every movement smooth. "Shame? Lost it the second you walked in, Grandma," he whispered, his lips grazing her jaw.
"Feel that? That's your grandson's cock, aching to fuck you raw. You're dripping for it—I can smell it."
His hips rolled again, making her thighs squeeze around him, despite her defiance.
"Dripping? You're delusional, you little shit," she spat, her chest rising and falling heavily. "I should've drowned you at birth—spared me this disgusting moment from my own damn blood."
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