"Aron's point of view,""I'm in pain, Aron; please let me go." She let out a piercing scream as new tears streamed down her face. I could tell it was her first time just by looking at her face and feeling the pressure in her pussy. I never imagined that a well-known author of sexual fiction would never have sex. That's wonderful. I have never been so satisfied with another woman. Junior Finge had never become that hardened before. "Sara, you truly are amazing." I tasted her nipple once more. She continued to cry instead of making a pleasurable moan. This may be a tough experience for a virgin, but it's not my fault at all. I wanted to be nice to her, but she preferred rough sex. She was wailing increasingly loudly as I vigorously pressed my dick inside her. Fortunately, I've already granted my servants leave; otherwise, after hearing her agonizing cries, I fear what they will think of me. Instead of relishing our first moment together, she let out a scream. I softly put my lips

"Aron's point of view,"She stepped out of the room and thudded, shutting the door behind her. Seeing her flee from me as if she perceived a ghost in me made me smile. This lady is truly strange. After such intense sex, ladies typically prepare for more, but this woman fled away from me. Did she not have fun with me? No, that is not possible. I realized she had an orgasmic experience with me; therefore, why did she flee? Maybe she was offended when you poured your sperm over her. Oh, come on, what did I do wrong with it? But after abandoning me in this room alone, where was she going? What would I do on my own without her? In this room, I needed her for everything. I want to try everything on her—the leg spreader, the handcuffs, the whip, the rope, the collar, and the blindfold. I want to see how her body reacts. I've got to bring her to this room. She needs my permission to exit this room. Once more, I want to feel her tight pussy. Again, my junior is interested in crashing

"Aron's point of view,"She initially screamed and sobbed as I inserted my junior member deep into her, but she eventually stopped. She even shut her eyes with a blank expression. Did my hard thrusting not affect her? By now, she ought to be moaning with joy. Maybe she becomes tired of having sex in the same posture. To attempt a new position, I pulled my junior out of her pussy. To make it doggy-style, I twisted her body. To my astonishment, though, she did not bow down before me. Her already-bound hand now appears to be moving in a zigzag pattern. To motivate her to raise her hips in the air, I authoritatively slapped her on the behind. However, instead of feeling the impact of my slap, she burst into tears once more. Oh god, this woman and her tantrums are just too much to bear. I forced her knees to bend so she could adopt a doggie position in front of me after she refrained from bouncing her ass in the air. I tried to push my dick inside her, but her ass was too short to a

"Aron's point of view,""Mr. Finge, here is the report you asked for." My assistant has entered my office. As usual, she exposed her breasts to me by opening her shirt's top three buttons. Her cleavage usually makes me giddy, but today, it didn't. Her figure is flawless and can make any man drool over her. I hired her as my assistant only because of her lovely body, but after seeing Sara's beautiful body, Junior Finge is no longer interested in any other lady. I just want to feel her pussy's tightness. I don't know what spell she did on my junior that did not get overcome by her tight walls. "Would you like anything else, sir?" She gave me a flirtatious glance. I usually couldn't resist the need to kiss her whenever she visited my office, but today, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. "No, thank you, Selena; you may leave now." Opening the file, I turned my attention back to my work. "Mr. Finge, are you sure? You don't want anything else?" I lifted my gaze from the file.

"Aron's point of view,""Yes, Miss Grace, I have seen a lot of werewolf films. Tell me how those films relate to how you feel about me." I looked at her with interest. I could tell from the way she stared at me that she would most certainly not be giving me any compliments. "Aron, you remind me of those ravenous wolves that just pounced on a helpless deer to sate their appetite.""Oh, so you believe that I am the ravenous wolf?" This woman is really funny. Nobody has ever spoken to me like this in my entire life. Hearing the accusation makes me want to laugh aloud, but I restrain myself. "Miss Grace, who is that naive deer?" I furrowed my brow. "It's me, of course." In response, she shrugged back. "Oh, so, according to you, you are very naive.""Yes, I am." There was a peculiar tingling sensation in my body as her confident gaze met mine. No woman has ever looked into my eyes with such confidence. They always stared at me with an enticing gaze. Her glance, nonetheless, is diff