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"Just how shameless are you? How dare you still dream of marrying Adrian when the truth has already come to light? Alright then, let me reveal your true colors for all to see! I wonder how long you can keep this up!" With that, she once again turned on the large screen and began showing everyone a group of photos. In them, I was holding the arm of a middle-aged man who clearly looked incredibly wealthy. Our posture was intimately close as we entered the same car together. Pointing at the photo, Sarah cried out derisively, "Winona, don't you earn enough from those porn videos? Here you are, being the mistress of a wealthy man in private as well. You sure are going all out for money, huh?"

I stared down at the bag as my brows knotted in indecision. "Move! You're blocking the best part." Gilbert scowled. Gilbert was the class weirdo. I wasn't surprised he'd be the only one watching that crap. Without thinking, I opened the pocket and snuck my OhMiBod into my pocket then left. Inside the stall, I took three deep breaths before entering pornhub. The sound of a brunette screaming filled my ears through my earphone. The man fucking her looked like an offspring of Bigfoot. He was the hairiest thing I'd ever seen. His dick had a slight curve and the brunette seemed to be enjoying every inch of it.

"I want to show them what a good little whore I can be for you, Garrick. I want to show them everything." Garrick's eyes darkened, a predatory grin spreading across his face. He grabbed my jaw, his thumb forcing my mouth open. "You want to show them? Then show them how you take it from your brother. Show the camera that you're nothing but Daddy's little secret." He didn't wait. He grabbed a bottle of expensive bourbon from the wet bar and poured an amber stream over his own cock, then over my tits. The alcohol stung my skin, the scent sharp and intoxicating. He sat back on the sofa and pulled me onto his lap, facing him.

Garrick claimed my pussy, his size making me sob with need as he pushed in, stretching anew. Thorne and Buck flanked me, pinching my nipples, slapping my tits light—stings that made me hotter. The new double was rougher, Garrick’s girth and Draven’s depth syncing, one in, one out. I came again fast, harder, vision spotting, body quaking. They unloaded inside—Garrick’s massive cum flooding my pussy, mixing sticky. Draven’s cooler seed in my ass, trickling down.

Nick commented and pulled his hand inside my hole, some semen clinging to his hand. "Noah Centineo, Jake Andrich, and Diego Barros, they all inseminate their sperm inside my hole. If I got pregnant I don't know who'll be the father." I replied jokingly at Nick and he just grins at me, I can tell that he finds it hot that Jake Andrich, Diego Barros, and Noah Centineo's semen are inside my hole again, he's looking forward to inseminating his semen inside my hole too.

"Um, sorry to barge in. The name's Lane Parker." I swallowed hard. Lane Parker? The porn star from out West? The porn star that got Drake drunk? "H-hi," I stuttered as my gaze moved to the woman standing just behind him. She was an older lady, but still as gorgeous as ever. Her long blonde hair reached her hips that were perfectly shaped like an hourglass. I noticed that she was skin and bones with the most voluptuous breasts I had ever seen. They were totally fake. Her gaze studied me just as much as I studied her. Who the hell was this too? My head wasn't in the right space to deal with more shit today.

I go to G****e and search for my favorite pornsite. There, I grin and go to my history where the premium videos I paid for lay in order. And then I begin to watch them one after the other. Joseph Garren, my favorite pornstar bursts into the room and sees his step-sister playing with her clit with the help of a six-inch dildo. According to the video, he’s been secretly admiring the girl. So, seeing her sprawled on the bed like a sacrificial lamb with thick fluid gushing from her pussy onto the bed, he figured

Aria gasped, her hips rocking instinctively as he pumped his fingers deep and slow, curling them against her G-spot while his thumb rubbed her clit. His mouth moved to her neck, sucking and biting while his fingers drove her closer to the edge. She was trembling, right on the brink, when the security camera in the corner blinked red — a reminder that it was recording. Damien didn’t stop. He kept thrusting his fingers deep and slow, his grey eyes locked on hers. “Be quiet,” he whispered. “Or the camera will catch exactly what a naughty little barista you are.” Aria bit her lip hard, trying to stifle her moans as pleasure built rapidly.

But he was wrong. It was a video of Andrés having rough anal sex with Lena. Though her face wasn't visible, Tarzan knew her body too intimately—the arch of her back, the curve of her hips, the way she moved. His dazed gaze slowly lifted from the screen to Andrés’ smug face.

I'm spread naked with this greasy hair on my head, definitely not a sight I want him to see. Then his eyes fell on my private part, "Pussy so pretty, it shouldn't be fucked." It's like he's talking to himself when he keeps on staring at it. So I close my legs as a reflex. "Sure, hide it from me," the way he says it makes me want to open them at that instant, "I'll claim this one for now." He thrusts into my other hole in a swift motion, neglecting to give me time to adjust. I bite my lips when he speeds up, panting and moaning at the same time while he shows a smug face, certainly proud to make me behave this way, "Get how amazing it is to be gay now?"