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Send. Matches came quickly. Most were lame, dick pics right away or boring “hey.” But then Shadow popped up. His profile pic was all shadow and muscle outline, no face either. The message hit my screen almost immediately. Shadow: Damn. Those tits look like they need real hands on them after whatever shit you just left. Rough day? I bit my lip hard, feeling that familiar heat rush down my belly. My free hand slid down and pressed against my shorts right over my clit without thinking. Yeah, something like that.

Gift who has been quiet since decided to spit out venom. Let's talk about gift for a minute. Gift is the brain box of the group. You might easily think she's the calm one but Damn! she's a devil in disguise. Behind her pretty smile, big buttocks and standing breast with her oily skin, Gift happens to be the most cunning one. The girls bring at Jane's restaurant this afternoon was her idea. Tho she didn't tell them why she choosed to come here, she had her plans and kept it to herself. She hated Jane so badly especially when she thought Jane had stolen Sammy from her.

I go straight to the search bar and type: Intense Clitoral Stimulation. Dozens of thumbnails pop up, but one catches my eye. It’s a five-minute clip—a close-up of a woman being absolutely wrecked and undone by a high-intensity wand. That’s exactly what I wanted. I need to see it, and more importantly, I need to hear it. I don't like watching my porns without the audio, because sometimes, all you might need to get relief isn't even the act but the sound.

“Like this, Daddies?” The tips ping in a steady rhythm. I am wet already, slick shining on my inner thighs, the vibrator humming against my clit in delicious torture. I have edged myself twice tonight, chasing the high without tipping over. The longer I stay desperate, the more they pay. Then the big notification flashes across the screen in bold gold. BigDaddyV has tipped $5,000. The chat freezes for half a second before it explodes. HOLY FUCK MARRY HIM QUEEN SHIT

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Sat across from her father at the dining table, thighs pressed together, feeling the slickness gather while Victor’s foot nudged hers under the table, Damien’s eyes locked on her chest, Reid smirking over the rim of his wineglass like he knew exactly how close she was to coming undone. Another night: Group: Send us a photo of your fingers inside yourself. Now. She locked herself in the upstairs bathroom, hiked her skirt, spread her legs on the counter, slid two fingers deep, and snapped the shot—glistening, stretched, needy. Sent it. Their replies came in seconds: Victor: Good girl. Edge for ten minutes. No coming. Damien: That’s our pussy. Don’t forget. Reid: We’re going to wreck that tonig