Emily Ward

Actual footage of you when you don’t announce your presence and scare me, @pavedwithsalvation.bsky.social

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EmilyTheVigorous posted on Instagram, tags GeorgeTheValiant

❦ — ❝ Just wanted to post a little something for #FlashbackFriday

This is my husband at the age of 15. Look at dat face. No wonder I was swooning back then ❞

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So, umm…

I’m gonna need you in this costume and makeup ASAP, @pavedwithsalvation.bsky.social

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This is something your clingy ass would do, @pavedwithsalvation.bsky.social

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~ breathy, her tone full of desire. Her legs shake slightly, her legs parting further to give him more room*

Please, Daddy…don’t stop…don’t tease me…I just…fuck…I want you

~ keep himself in check

She’s managed to break him before, but, he’s being stubborn today. There’s no getting out of this one…*

Yeah? You just wanna rail me until I’m screaming for the whole neighbourhood to hear? You wanna eat me out until I cum on that pretty face?

*Emily’s voice is ~

~ closer to her bare, soaked pussy

His tongue makes contact with her clit, causing her eyes to flutter closed, moans spilling from her lips. She whines when he pulls away from her, her head tilting forwards as she looks down at him

She can see the glint in his eyes, doing his best to ~

*Emily is excited. She (( loves )) this side of George. Although she much prefers Daddy George over Brat Handler George…

…she’ll (( never )) complain when it comes to being dominated by her husband

Her head tilts back as he kisses and nips his way up her inner thighs, getting closer and ~

~ and…she knows there’s no arguing or reasoning with him*

Mmm…it’s appreciated. Now, go! I’m actually feeling kinda hungry

~ fucks her from behind

They managed to wait until they were inside, him fucking her against the front door as soon as their shoes were taken off

Of course he’d say that. Of course he’d say that she deserves to be babied, pampered, and spoiled. He’s done that ever since they got together, ~

~ whatever one they left behind

She remembers how they embraced the second they were in arm’s reach, making out without a care in the world in the middle of their driveway. If it were up to them? They would have fucked right then and there, with Emily bent over the hood of George’s car as he ~

~ friends. He told her that staying with them helped him clear his head, plus, Jess and Owan was able to talk a little bit of sense into him

She remembers the day they came home. It’s a good thing they chose to drive their own cars home, it was (( much )) easier than having to go back to fetch ~

*Emily (( happily )) returns the kiss. She smiles against George’s lips, her hands cupping his cheeks with her palms

She remembers that time in their relationship…he went and stayed Jessica, which was the best choice. He was able to spend time with the kids, his sister, and one of his best ~

~ curious as to how her husband will handle having their childhood bully’s kid in his class*

You’re truly the best, George. You spoil me

~ main friend group. The other boys were checking in, making sure everything was alright

She fires off a text, letting them know that she has a stomach bug, but, she’s feeling much better after taking some anti-nausea meds. She hopes they’ll be able to go back into work tomorrow, she’s ~

~ he walks into the kitchen. She already knows what he’s going to make her, she’s had it many times before. She remembers when Viviana made this for her when she was out for a week, making sure she got something healthy into her

She pulls out her phone and notices that she has texts from the ~

~ woke up

That’s a good sign. So far, anyways. She has (( yet )) to see if she can stomach liquids, she’s gonna have some water just so she doesn’t upset her stomach any further

Once they’re downstairs, George plops Emily in her usual spot at the dining room table, kissing her forehead before ~

*Emily giggles as she’s scooped up into George’s arms, her arms coming to wind around his neck so that she doesn’t fall

She clings to him the entire time as he carries her out of their bedroom and down the stairs. The Gravol is helping, she isn’t feeling as nauseated as she did when she first ~

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