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A Daily Dose of Top-Tier Romance
Continuing the record challenge. So far: 15 days, 6 days, 8 days, 2 hours, and 5 days.
A Reading Log of Unusual Tastes, Mostly Top-Led
My tastes are pretty strange. I especially love stories where the top gets put through the wringer, and fake-strong tops. The bottom absolutely, absolutely has to love the top. I read a lot of these a while ago, so I might have misremembered some details. I'll update the list as needed.
Got Hooked While Following Updates, Then Found Out It Was Abandoned
Some very subjective reading notes.
Probably Mutual Pampering, with a Top-leaning Dynamic
I like pure romance with one-on-one pairings, handsome tops, muddy tops, clingy tops, and eating tangerines. I like couples where both are hopeless romantics, or where the top is career-minded and the bottom is romance-minded.
Short Stories for Top Fans
Most worlds last one chapter, and the longest are only ten chapters per world. There's mutual pampering, leaning toward the top, and the top gets teased. I won't write reviews; you can probably tell from the blurbs.
Top-Loving Readers
Entirely subjective, based on my personal preferences. Just use it as a reference.
Top-Centric Stories with DotIng, Playful Tops and Pampered Tops
Top's perspective, with the bottom doting on the top. For top lovers. I only read stories where the top is weak in bed. I tend to recommend lesser-known works, so please support the authors. I love top-focused stories and tops being pursued.
A Top's Reading Log
Brief reviews. I'm an avid shipper and a protagonist stan. I prefer tops who are weak in bed and bottoms who pamper their tops. I recommend some and reject others. If the top is a bottom, I'll clearly mark it as a no. I can't stand tops being bottoms or side male-male couples.
So Good, So Good, Meow Meow Meow
The stories I personally enjoy. My favorite dynamics: a doted-on bottom with a top, a weak top with a strong bottom, and two strong tops who are weak in bed. The hearts are the real ratings.
Our Darling Tops Enjoying the World
My thing is a weak gong in bed, a gong who's pretending to be strong, and intersex gongs. Everything revolves around my precious gong.
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After a long time, the tongue withdrew. He opened his lips and gasped for breath. Pei Ji raised his penis with a cold face, inserted the vagina into his vagina, and started to moan hard against that point. "Pei Ji... You, you bastard." He cursed while he was sleeping, his voice was slimy and soft, completely non-deterrent, like flirting between the beds. ://Rubbing the Xiaochan hard and hard, the bag was not to be outdone and slapped on the Tunrou, making a dense crisp sound. He felt sad, but Shendi found the chopstick mandarin skillfully. The big bone silver leaves flowed down the buttocks, and the crotch branch unconsciously pushed up, hoping that Xiaochan would be possessed more thoroughly and forever.
Fortunately, the pain was only momentary and quickly dissipated, leaving only the numbness from being crushed by sharp teeth. The third one. What's next? He waited carefully against the carpet, listening to the rustling movement behind him, and then something hot and banging bounced on his chest. "Crack." His cheeks burned instantly, and even his eyelids were so hot that he couldn't open them. Xiaochan, who was stunned, seemed to have sensed something, and began to uncontrollably flow down the root of the fungus. The man lowered his voice: "guess." He was a little ashamed and moved his arm to his lips, and a muffled voice came from his arm: "Husband's..." "What?" "Husband's big, big breasts... Yeah!" Upon receiving the answer, the person behind him suddenly jumped up, his full moon-long body licked the flute that he felt most vulnerable to, and successfully made a breath that was both startling and trembling. Song Zining's whole body was numb, and the parts above her tips were pressed down against the plush carpet, almost in danger of falling. The man hesitated for a moment, then just held his penis and patted Shi Ruan's 13 unhurriedly, like teasing a cat. "Pah, pah, pah..." Song Zining was extremely uncomfortable. The place had been ruined for a long time, and his sanity was completely eaten away. He sent him pathetically back to the dormitory, letting the gurgling flower alcohol rub the boudoir gently, making the boudoir shine brightly, and even dropped a few drops on the carpet. Pei Ji acted as if he hadn't seen it, and continued to pat it unhurriedly, making an anxious, sticky sound. He lowered his eyes in grievance, turned to look at the expressionless man, gently swayed the leather drum, and said in a soft and sweeping voice: "Husband, baby C..." "How c?" He moved back on his knees, almost sucking the ejaculation into his leg flesh, and the pulsating veins on it were tingling with the simmering liquid, making him feel numb all over. "Use my husband's big cock, baby..." He used the condom to penetrate the man's vagina, and the soft vagina hit the man's vagina time and time again, "Baby wants to..." In the past, when he said this, he would be greeted by a man's stormy... But today, Pei Ji didn't move at all. He didn't understand why. All he could think about was Xiaochan being easy to take care of and asking her husband to be cruel... "Husband…"
My mother was so stunned that her face was filled with tears. She called me baby for a while, picked up Ru Rou and wanted to feed it into my mouth, and called me husband for a while, and pressed the dripping wet meat onto me.
Mom half-closed her eyes and slightly parted her lips. Her fair and plump body glowed like warm jade under the dim light. Her plump breasts fluttered and swayed with her movements. Her slightly bulging belly shrank slightly, with pale pink scars looming. Her thighs were tightly clamped on the pillow, and the flesh of her thighs was squeezed into a soft and lustful arc.
Song Zining's skiing was chouching, and the two boards were tightly sucked. She was blocked in front of the height, unable to climb up or down. Her mind was confused, and she instinctively blurted out and yelled: "Ah! Dad! Dad, don't ting.•. C Baby, baby wants to go."
It only took me 0 seconds to guess what it was 😣😣
Mommy cannot become a wife. Once you become a wife, you can no longer be held openly by Mommy. If you become a wife, you can only huddle under the quilt together at night and get into the hotbed of desire and love... So Mommy can only be a wife... Oh no, I mean... So a wife can only be Mommy... Sorry, I mean... Mommy... Mommy, you smell so good 😳
It's so cool... Double-star slut girls are great. Mommy, can you write the meme "After making a mistake, burying it in your wife's monthly retirement is considered a kind of regret." . It was so enjoyable to write. I really want to read this! 🥺
He is the god in charge of the wife's attack! Goddess, how should I express my love to you...[][]
Take out a big stick and slap Ningmei'er's little skin drum Xiaofu 😳 404 Don't stop writing, the slut is shaking the drum and eating at the buffet, it makes E feel so comfortable 😳