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He suddenly wanted to take a look, just like waiting for a sunny day, airing out the bedding, and then bringing it back in. Caesar clicked in and opened the photo album. Most of the photos were taken by Lola. Perhaps to prevent exposing her location, these photos all had the location setting turned off. Most of them were of a leaf, a cloud, or the sun. After flipping through a few, there were only landscapes, no buildings, no people. Caesar kept scrolling up. Finally, he saw the photos. Various types of "benefit" photos were sent by various Alphas, both male and female. Although there were differences in body shape and figure, without exception, they all had attractive chest muscles or breas

Hundreds and hundred of books lined the shelves and he led me to seat by the window on a window seat. He stood in front of me, hiding something behind him. "What that?" I asked, curiousity getting the better of me. He revealed it to me, his entire body trembling in excitement, "it's our memories in hard copy!" He grinned, showing me the album book he had pulled out from one of the shelves. I took the book excitedly, opening it. Almost immediately, a naked picture of fetus Shawn jumped at me. No, you don't understand. Like, an actual fetus picture of Shawn in the womb.

It meant I still had time to take control of the project. Crash. A book suddenly fell from the shelf. I frowned. “Strange.” I walked over and picked it up. Book of Finance. That was the title printed on the cover. Something slipped from between the pages. A photograph. I pulled it out slowly. But before I could look closely— A hand suddenly snatched it away. “What—” I looked up quickly. But I was sure of what I had seen. A baby picture. “What’s wrong with—” I began, reaching for it.

"He really thought he could play me. Poor guy didn’t stand a chance." As my hand moved to close the safe, something else caught my eye, a book tucked into the corner. Unlike the others, this one was bound in smooth black leather, its edges worn from use. Intrigued, I pulled it out, but as I did, several photographs slipped from its pages, scattering to the floor. "Well, what do we have here?" Morana mused, her curiosity mirroring mine. I knelt, picking up the first photograph. It showed a stunning woman with dark hair and piercing eyes, her smile soft yet enigmatic. There was something eerily familiar about her, but I couldn’t quite place it.

not images, videos or screen shots are to be taken out of this book unless authorised otherwise. Its atotal Lgbt relation and if you find yourself uncomfortable reading it. Then please just dismiss. Little erotic and little romance to it.

I squinted my eyes and glared at her. Tentatively, she removed the paper cover of her book. Underneath was a far cry from the gently paper cover. The paper cover had a street with cherry blossoms blooming on each side. The title ‘Never Apart’ indicated a soft romance. The ‘real’ book cover, the one hidden under cherry blossoms was a half naked man, He had no shirt and showed tight muscles. all over his torso were tattoos His hand enclosed the throat of a blonde girl, she was dressed in a shirt probably his because of how large it is. Her head is thrown back in obvious pleasure and the title is ‘Choke me Harder.’ Definitely nothing a sophisticated young miss should read.

STATS OF SENAN: STRENGTH: 35 HP Power: 51 HP Intelligent: Max level 100 HP Agility: 85 HP The leader of Black Eyes were named Lex. Lex receive a message while he was on the transaction of Drugs. When he open the bags of drugs he saw the message of Mother Tree and only Lex can read that message. When he read the message Lex immediately killed the person he made transaction with just a few minutes and after that Lex left. STATS OF LEX: STRENGTH: 78 HP Power: 48 HP

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

The plain cover hid the pages and pages of pictures Kiana had found in her explorations into the darker side of the internet. Halfway through she found the high-resolution black-and-white photographs she adored, the ones with a pair of red lips barely touching the head of a stiff c*ck or a woman pushed down onto a plush bed by a man taking her from behind. Often she had fantasies develop around these pictures, ones she typed down for her blog – ones she brought with her to bed late at night. She looked at a picture of a tall strong man holding a limp and naked girl in his burly arms, his face hidden by the shadow as he held his prize before him. Claimed by him.

"Cursed you? How? Why?" He gestured towards a worn leather-bound book lying open on the table. "Look." Hesitantly, I approached and peered at the faded photographs within. My breath hitched in my throat. Those weren't just ordinary pictures. They were glimpses into the past, depicting events that had long been forgotten. And there, staring back at me, were faces I knew intimately – my own, Kane's, and Dane's, though impossibly young, their eyes filled with a strange, almost manic intensity.