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she whimpered, her voice carrying clearly across the theatre. The audience was captivated. Several men in the front rows shifted in their seats, their eyes locked on Lila. Her innocent face was flushed with arousal, cheeks pink and eyes half-closed in bliss. Her fingers moved faster, plunging deeper into her wet cúnt. The wet, squelching sounds of her masturbátion mixed with her rising moans, creating a symphony of pure lust.

Herman is getting worked up. “Then...” Herman gets up and walks to Kartika’s room. “We need to console her.” Herman breaks the door by kicking it. And... They see Kartika hugging wet Alfi dakimakura. Tears are still rolling from her eyes wetting the dakimakura. I won’t tell you what she is touching right now, so I just leave it to your imagination. Kartika realizes that she is being watched right now. She sees Herman and Varz watching her while panting as they cannot contain their urge. Not to mention they are staring at that wet triangle white cloth that is lying on the floor. Her face is getting red, and she summons Cakra.

Ding! Sure enough, Cassandra McGregor's photo was taken and sent over at the very next moment. Gerald looked at her photo and he almost went wild. It was too revealing! The picture loomed, and almost all parts of her body were exposed. “Wanna see more? Ordinary Man, just have a video call with me and I’ll show you everything you wanna see!” Cassandra sent a mischievous emoji. D*mn it! What was going on today? Being a normal straight guy, Gerald wanted to agree to Cassandra’s “offer”.

Then I turned around, bent over, and lifted the back of my skirt, fully exposing my round ass and glistening wet pussy to all of them. My smooth pink lips were visibly wet and shiny. A thin string of my juices slowly dripped down my inner thigh. I stayed bent like that, ass up and pussy on full display while they stared. One of the men held up his phone. "Can we take some pictures, Marcus?" Marcus looked at me. "Elena, would you like to pose for some nice semi-nude photos for us?" I hesitated for half a second, but his calm gaze melted me. "Yes, Sir..." I whispered.

There was just something about the way she said it that hinted heavily of naughtiness, and the type of fun that didn’t involve sitting around reading comics or playing video games. So, it probably wasn’t entirely a surprise to Carla when she hesitantly moved back the curtain and saw the two of them stark naked together on the examination table, but she still gave a little gasp and just sort of stood there gawping for a moment. El didn’t seem to mind in the slightest. She was obviously used to this type of reaction.

EMIIA POV Jax and I rushed out to find the entire club gathered around Tank's laptop. "What's happening?" I asked. "Email from Kane," Tank said grimly. "Video attachment." My blood turned cold. "Play it." "Em, you might not want to, " Marco started. "Play it," I ordered. Tank hit play. The screen filled with Carmen's face. She was bound to a chair in what looked like a basement. Concrete walls, dim lighting, no windows. Her lip was split, one eye swollen shut, bruises already forming on her face.

The blade gleamed, sharpened to a fine edge. "You really think I'd fall for the same trap twice?" Before he could react, I slashed the blade across my own arm. Blood welled up instantly, and I smeared it over my clothes and skin. Right on cue, the door burst open. "Mr. Morland, please don't hurt Carmen! She's just... lonely, that's why she's meeting a man in a place like this—" Hazel's plea died in her throat as she saw me, standing there, and covered in blood.

I don’t think Carrie realized she heard, and with my head between them, she may not have seen the grin. Just knowing that it would make her squirm, I moved my hand up and cupped Carrie’s bust while looking over her shoulder to see what they were reading. It turned out to be some pen and ink drawings of women in erotic poses. Some were nature scenes, others were of two or three people in various states of undress and in the midst of various sex acts. The one on the right page was a woman licking up the base of an erect cock of some unseen man. The woman in the picture was looking up at her man with a gaze of pure lust.

And Camila, 24, her younger cousin — petite, smooth-skinned, with perky breasts and a tight, innocent-looking body that hid a very dirty mind. Both women knelt naked on the cool marble, bodies already glistening with sweat and arousal. Isabela’s smooth, plump pussy was visibly swollen, her dark pink inner lips parted and shining, thick strands of clear slickness stretching from her clenching hole to the floor. Camila’s tighter young cunt dripped even more freely, her small clit peeking out, warm rivulets running down her trembling thighs and pooling beneath her. Rafael’s voice was low, dark, and commanding over the distant roar of Carnival.

Water sloshed as Adrastos shifted his position and came to stretch out at her side, his long, lean bronze-skinned body the perfect contrast to Electa’s pearly white slenderness, not including the bump. “It works for us, my sweet darling,” he teased her, stroking his fingers around the soapy globe of one lush breast. “When I’m ready, I can just slide inside you with the minimum of effort required on your part… and don’t you just love it when I do?” The roaming hand slid lower, meandering away from her breast so he could replace his fingers there with his mouth. Electa stirred on a sensuous murmur of pleasure. The wandering fingers dipped between her thighs, sending her eyelashes fluttering up