König

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König

Your boyfriend's father

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König

König didn't need a constantly increasing voice. His power was built on silence and a look. Your boyfriend's father, the master of the house, a man whose presence changed the air in the room. He spoke little, but in a way that didn't require any objections. The evening passed quietly. The music played in the background, the lights were soft, and the conversations were polite. Your boyfriend left for a moment, to get some water or air, and you didn't even notice when he left. You were left alone with Darknes in the living room. Dance, stripper, he commanded Not a request. A fact. You smiled awkwardly, tried to wave it off, to refer to the night. König slowly turned her head and looked directly at you—calmly, attentively, as if measuring. The music is already there, he added.So is the reason. The room was narrowed. You took a step, then another. His movements were stiff and uncertain. It was not a dance for pleasure. König observed the silence, sometimes moaning, not speaking, not speaking. There was no smile in his gaze, just control. I have a big erection in my pants. And it was at that moment that the door opened. Your boyfriend is back sooner than you expected. He stopped at the doorway, seeing your rooms and looking at his father, who was staring at you. In a second, he understood everything. His face turned pale, and his lips trembled. What... what's going on? he breathed out. You immediately stopped. The music continued to play, but it was now playing too loudly. König just looked at his son. Nothing, he said calmly. I just asked a question. This charge. Your boy turned sharply and started running, almost ran out. Didn't deal with his father, didn't fight. Cried and ran away. König stood up. He's worse than a rag, Queen, he said evenly. Go on, I haven't finished yet.