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4 PM. The sea greeted them and the half-moon of beach softly. The horizon itself was a thin seam where the canopy of sky and the plane of sea hemmed each other into a line of silver. It was as if they had been welded into an extended splinter of perfection. The beach was drenched in a lightning-gold, dawn haze. The golden sand swept around in a scythe of beach, hemmed in by towering dunes. Far out to sea, rivers of pulsing light saturated the sea with gold. Dazzling, shimmering sunlight makes the sand sparkle like a thousand tiny jewels.The production team is setting up the equipment on the rented exclusive beach out of the Brethren city where the next scene of Sumire and Trevor will take place.While everyone was busy, Sumire emptied her 1-hour break by skimming and scrolling her phone's gallery. She was sexily dressed in an elegant black sleeveless sling vestido backless V neck beach dress. A cold breeze swirls around her sending her hair in all different directions. She was wearing
DIRTY DESIRES FIREWORK FESTIVAL
The city's phenomenal West coastline is an idyllic place to drive where the land meets the sea. The entire route is breathtakingly beautiful, and the picturesque lighthouse that lies ahead brings irresistible charm. The pulsing heart of the sea causes a gentle swell and the waves cascade onto the shore. The palm trees are lined in serried rows and dip their heads in obedience to the sea. Series of streetlights lit the coastal road. The sea’s indefinable beauty reveals a galaxy of otherworldly scents. The pelagic smell of the salty waves lingered on her nostrils.Boarded on his Aston Martin, Mort and Sumire are on their way to Erétria City. They traverse the long coastal road under the Full moon. No vehicles running that night except for them. The cold breeze gently kissed her rosy cheeks and her long midnight dancing in the unseen current.While the hunk man was driving her to the city's famous festival, Sumire was busy exploring Mort's abs feeling the deep narrow lines of his well-def
DIRTY DESIRES DEAD RATS
A cold breeze swept across her face while staring deeply into his orbs of green. Him between her tighs, a number of rockets continue to explode into the night space creating thousands of splendid luminescent green colors behind him matches his eyes. Her gaze traveled down on his adam's apple moving up and down. From his masculine chest down to his well-built abdomen, an orb of sweats rolling and sexily dripped over her. His manly intoxicating aroma lingers in her nostrils made her heart thump. Her eyes went back to his face and admired his exquisite looks, sculpted with perfection. It took almost half a minute before Mort broke their intense gazes."Wear this," Mort ordered as he handed his shirt to her.Sumire's face blushed when she saw herself almost naked. Mort dressed her in his big black t-shirt that almost reached her knee. 'I feel like ... dirty ...' she utters in her mind.Cheeks burning in red, Sumire quickly put on the panty that slid down her left leg. While Mort took the
DIRTY DESIRES AM I REALLY THE MISTRESS?
4:00 AM. From the darkened room only the source of moonlight lit the room, now set on the West horizon, Mort stays awake. The maiden in his arms slept soundly and deeply, now hugging him tightly. His eyes dawned on her perfectly sculpted face. He's been staring at her for hours. Every exquisite detail of her visage was now carved on his mind. He let his arm be her pillow. She snuggles. Lips slightly parted, her face still pressed against his wide chest and there Sumire cutely snoring.Thirty minutes have passed, and Mort decided to get up. Gently and slowly, he removed her arms enwrapped him. She slightly moaned so Mort gave her a pillow to embrace. After he manages to escape the maiden's tight embrace, Mort steals one last glance before closing the bedroom door. Wearing a black boxer with no upper garment, revealing his raw masculine chest, he went to the kitchen counter and started to get busy.Mort prepares a traditional breakfast for the maiden. A delicious art of buttermilk pancak
DIRTY DESIRES GIFT
A great pang gripped Sumire's heart. Her body went numb and her vision blurry. Her pair of midnight eyes bleed with pain. A series of orbs of tears dripped into her beautiful midnight eyes while her hand clutched her chest. She hid in a massive cylindric wall of the basement near her parked car. Sumire felt her heart break into tiny pieces and it left her huge damage inside. The maiden silently cried and she restrained herself from sobbing as she watched the approaching happy family walking in her direction.Sumire dramatically grips her chest. Her choppy breathing and watery eyes remained for quite some time. She stands hidden in there unmoving. "...hic...I won't wipe these bitter tears from my eyes and even in this way, it will obscure the reality that has slapped me." Sumire started chewing on her lower lip and her eyes welled up with tears, she was truly hurt. '...no words can describe how my feelings have been emotionally tortured....' she added. Tears continued to stream down her
DIRTY DESIRES YELENA
Look stiff and uncomfortable with his sister, Trevor was restless in his seat. He could hear his own heartbeat; he could even hear his nervous breaths. His uneasiness doubles when he hears Sumire's name and the gift from the lips of his older sister, Yelena."Why does it have to be her?"Jaw-clenched, Trevor asked making Yelena an eyebrow at him. The tall woman confidently crossed her legs, lowers her big sunglass and slide it down to her pointed nose, and flashed a smirk."Why not her?"Yelena asked, head slightly tilted on the side. Oozing much more power and authority than him, Trevor bent his head down after her. He couldn't meet his sister's sinister gaze."Do you like her?"Yelena asked in a cold tone when she couldn't get an answer from Trevor. Lips firmly closed, the young man heaves a deep sigh."No, but she's my friend and someone close to me. Sumire is more like a little sister to me."Trevor abruptly answers. The traces of good and sincerity can be seen in his eyes. Yelena
DIRTY DESIRES CALM BEFORE THE STORM
A deafening silence reigns inside the executive room of the MDA building. The moment was so tense that, when the tip of the gun pounded on the table, making a sound, they both jumped except for a man sitting majestically holding the gun and leaning his massive frame against the swivel chair, both legs were crossed beneath the table. His cold gaze was piercing and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.Klauss, Mischa, Laurel, and the twins, Leroy and Lyric sitting on the sofa were restless, fixed their eyes on the gun Mort was holding. They gasped whenever it was pointed at one of them and with just one click from it someone will surely die in instant. None of them attempted to talk to the Boss as they were overwhelmed with fear of the gun would fire at them."What is happening to him?" Mischa asked Klauss in almost a whisper who stood next to the girl's side without taking his eyes off the gun in his Boss's hand."....." Klauss remained unmoved and just shrug."Ask him." Mort's spoiled b
DIRTY DESIRES TARGET
The bright light of the horizon on the east carefully infiltrated the light blue sky, and the new day gradually moved from afar. At 8 AM, the sun rose bright and fair. Morning dawned with low-hanging clouds. The gentle southerly wind swiped across the city with a myriad of people. Everywhere, there is vigor and vitality. Everything is pure and refreshing. She gazed at the city around her. The sun's rays peeked over the neighboring buildings. Sumire arrives at the building owned by Trevor in her fancy sports car.She park in the basement of the building where the co-actor was waiting patiently for her. Trevor gave her a warm and welcoming smile. The man himself opened the car's door for her. Looking simply expensive, Sumire emerges from the place wearing her oversized white T-shirt that length to her thighs revealing her long defined legs, a pair of shoes, big sunglasses, and a black mask. She was wearing a black cap that covered most of her head. The air was cool, gently stroking her f
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