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He thrusts his fingers in and out slowly, making my orgasm build embarrassingly quick. Gavin thrusts a little faster, leaning over to whisper. "Do you like that babygirl?" I bite my lip and nod my head slowly. He smiles, and whispers. "Do you want to cum on my fingers babygirl? Let me taste you!" A soft moan escapes my lips and I close my eyes, nodding my head. He thrusts a little faster, pressing hard on my clit and my eyes fly open. Oh fuck. I'm going to cum, on the couch, watching a scary movie, with my brother's dad's fingers inside me. The worst part, I am loving everything he is making me feel right now.

I whimpered, but my hips lifted anyway, chasing the fullness. “My Isabella,” Nica’s eyes were dark with lust as he watched the vegetable disappear inside me. “You’ll take it just like you’ll take everything I give you from now on.” He began to fuck me with the cucumber — slowly, deeply that the strokes made my toes curl. The coolness contrasted sharply with my burning inner walls, thrusting and pushing it deeper, splitting me open in the most wicked way. While he worked the cucumber in and out of my dripping pussy, he pulled his phone back out and resumed watching the p**n. The sounds from the video mixed with the filthy squelch of the cucumber sliding in and out of me.

“This tight little hole is going to stretch around my cock too. I’ve wanted it for so long.” I whimpered, fear and forbidden arousal twisting together inside me, but my body kept pushing back against him, betraying my words. Calvin suddenly pulled out. I heard him step away from the bed for a moment, then return. The distinct sound of a cap opening filled the silence, followed by the cool, slick sensation of lubricant being drizzled directly onto my asshole. I shivered as he rubbed the slippery liquid around my tight, untouched hole with his fingers, pressing gently against the ring of muscle.

Willow wasn’t sure she should approach the gathering, so she slowly looked around the area closer to her. On a table to her right were various sex toys: dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, and a few things Willow didn’t recognize. A small card in the middle of the toys read, “Find all these and more at Censored Gifts!” Hanging on the wall above the table were whips and floggers, which both instilled fear and made her pussy tingle more than it already was.

Red ink scrawled across printouts of Greek translations. Cerberus: Guardian of the Underworld. Chimera: Fire-breathing horror. Eternal opposites. Gatekeeper and Destroyer. Her eyes burned from staring too long at the same paragraphs. But every time she blinked, she saw the mall. She saw Cerebus sedated, collapsing, dragged away like trash. She saw the newspapers calling him a monster. She clenched her jaw, whispering into the stale air: “You don’t even know him. None of you.”