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Anything to avoid walking into Rhett again while he was dripping and glowing and smug. But the man had no boundaries. By noon, he was shirtless again. This time in joggers that did nothing to hide the fact that God clearly had favorites. “I made coffee,” he said, holding out a mug like peace offering number two. I took it without a word and sipped. It was good. Of course it was. He leaned against the counter. “So what’s your story, Lana?” “My story?” “Yeah. Everyone’s got one. Especially women who move into apartments expecting old ladies and get dick instead.”

"Give me like twenty minutes. I'm not twenty-one anymore." "You're doing just fine for fifty-six." "Flattery will get you everywhere." "Good to know."

Kade let out a dark, mocking laugh. "Parish is on a trip, Jamie. She won't be back until Monday. That’s five days. Five days where you belong to us. You better be prepared to be bred by all three of our Daddy cocks daily until you can't even stand up." I cried out like the shameless twink I was as Brian began finger-fucking me with a brutal speed. I was hovering on the edge of a forced orgasm, my body shaking, my mind completely gone. Just as I was about to blow, Brian pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his huge, thick cock.

He says and I beam. I like the idea. "Let's go,” he drives slowly into the hotel's parking lot and even though it isn't as extravagant as what we are used to, it will do. It takes less than ten minutes to book a room and order wine and food to be brought into the room and we are given a key that is attached to a big wooden thingy. For now, I don't care. All I want is to plough this man and make sure that he won't be able to walk after it.

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I don’t know how I'm going to make it home before I blow my load, or even worse, before someone notices my hard-on! I decide to make a quick pit stop at the town library and use the combination of their public toilets and the free Wi-Fi to relieve myself. I quickly lock the only cubicle in the men’s bathroom and sit down, I put my earphones in and immediately go to my phone's videos where I store a large amount of p**n. I quickly click play on one of my favourite screaming videos and start to jerk my 8” cock. I’m already ready to blow my load and the screaming and hot ladies aren’t helping. Suddenly I imagine Mrs Sinclar jerking me and it’s all too much as I shoot stream after stream of cum

The rain hammered against the tall arched windows of the university library like it wanted to break in. I glanced at the clock on the circulation desk, 9:47 PM. Only thirteen minutes until closing, and the storm had already emptied the building. Most students had fled hours ago when the sky turned black.

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Chapter 2 “Okay, here’s the idea,” I continue, my throat dry so I grab my beer for a quick sip, the cool liquid doing nothing to calm the fire starting low in my belly. “We grab a jar or a bowl, whatever’s around, and everyone writes down dares on slips of paper. Dirty ones, the stuff we’d never admit out loud normally. Then we draw one at a time, and whoever pulls it has to do it. We set a timer if needed, but the point is to let go, see where it takes us.”