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57. As I Fuck That Beautiful Lips
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"I want you to be a fucking bitch," I continue to whisper, slapping against her cheek slightly as she increases the intensity of her lips around my dick. She begins to suck against me slowly, and the beautiful sight of those lips wrapped around me with her crystal, beautiful-looking eyes gazing upward at me in a seductive manner makes me just want to lose control of my sanity. "Fuck," I whisper to myself, observing the beautiful sight of her erect, silk-full breasts beneath me, making me even harder than ever. The sight of her panting against my dick is just driving me completely insane. Like I said before, she is a fucking beautiful piece of art, a magnificent masterpiece, and I don't think there's anything that can measure up to her. I find myself gasping and groaning as she finally lifts up both of her hands to take over. She begins to massage my dick intensely while using her lips and her tongue to nibble at the tip, and I feel like my soul is about
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I feel extremely confused as I remain seated, still gripping the gift box in my hands and gazing at the strong, terrifying-looking man standing in front of me, giving me a hard glare as if warning me with his eyes that I should not give him the wrong answer. His beautiful wife standing beside him slaps him hard on his arm, forcing him to slowly turn his head to look at her."Why the hell will you be asking such a stupid question?" she says sharply. "It is their business and not yours okay, so you should keep your mind and attention away from that."She gives him a sharp and structured look, and I watch as the man's furious gaze immediately softens. He scoffs and shakes his head before shrugging. "What? I didn't do anything wrong, okay. It was just a simple honest question that deserves an honest answer," he replies and moves over towards a section of the sofa, attempting to take a seat—not without returning his gaze back to me, glaring at me with those bl
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Serena's POVI super speed out of the kitchen straight up the staircase towards the bedroom and stop by the window, glancing at the figures of my parents returning back to their vehicle with a sort of strange, confusing aura all around them. I can tell that my mom is not happy about it and she's having a mind filled with regrets, but I can see the extreme disdain and the extreme anger in my father's eyes. It is as if I have already known he has never ever cared about me— never about my well-being or even thought about what I want.I don't even know what to say or think right now as slight tears begin to drop out of my eyes. I would have really loved to see my mom, but I am avoiding his presence for one particular reason: I don't want to see him. I don't want to begin to experience those terrifying eyes of his that keep giving me those frightening warnings every single time we are together. Those eyes that have never looked at me with softness even for onc
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Damon's POV "So what do you mean to tell me? You've been finding it extremely hard to stop thinking of her, and all you feel is the need to just be with her?" Ryan's voice rings in my head as I take out one of my books and begin to scan through it, trying my very best to neglect whatever question he is asking me. But why the hell am I being extremely stupid? I am the one who prepared myself to reveal my biggest secret to him, and now I am trying my best to avoid his question. This is just an extremely difficult situation. I don't even know what to think to myself right now as I chuckle and shake my head before returning the book back to its place. I shut the locker immediately and took hold of the handle of my backpack, exhaling deeply and returning my focus back to him with a raised eyebrow. It is at that point in time that I realize he is actually struggling to control himself from laughing
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When I realize that nobody is close to me, I am forced to stand by the entrance of my classroom, gripping tightly against my bag, looking around me with confusion."What the hell was that?" I wonder to myself and brush my fingers through my hair, trying to adjust myself and recollect my composure.Then I exhale and take a deep breath, about to step into the class that has already begun.As usual, everybody's attention is drawn to me, and most of the girls begin to adjust themselves as if trying to get my attention, but all this is not what is in my mind right now."You're late once again, Mr. Damon," the instructor, Mr. Martins, says, and I chuckle before shaking my head and neglecting his comment while heading over towards my seat."I thought you should have gotten used to it by now, sir," I tell him, and everybody in the class chuckles and gasps at my audacity."I know you're feeling this big because of your status as
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