Clamp Gakuen Tanteidan Novels & Stories

Kelly stretch out his hand trying to pull Clara into a hug Clara brushed him away and said with a dark face "I'm not going to the Desert with you until you show me the clip you claimed to have" "what do you mean?" "don't play dumb! you know what I meant!" "really?" Kelly stood up, he crossed his arm across his chest "you've grown wings to challenge me right?" "I really don't have time for chitty talks, show me the clip. that's all!" Clara half yelled. sensing she's been played

I’ve heard from Yu that the winter comes here earlier and it gets colder sooner. But I continue to scan around, a flashback of my first interaction with Clarence comes to my mind. He was really antagonistic at that time. When he expressed his deep hatred towards the woman whom he used to love and lashed it out on the former scholars in this academy. But now, the Clarence next to me is acting like a normal teenager. “Nina, are you listening? These are important for our presentation, you know?” He grimaces, his arms crossed, waiting expectantly for my answer.

[Twin Guardian] It is the infamous training ground of the Clemente clan. It has trained soldiers for years and produced elites— the pride of Raikan city. It has a three Colosseum that was built like a triple Venn diagram. Upon the entrance, two sculptures hold Lanesra, the gun that Akira's clan specializes in.

i turn my head. “well?” Ginger asked. “Uh,-“i was cut off with the bell. “Oh come on not now!” Ginger looked at me. “You better tell me everything when school is over.” “yes ma’am” i grin. “Good.” yes, Ginger and i don’t have any classes together today which saves me time to find an excuse. We get up and say are byes. I walk up to my locker to get my books. Once i got my books i try to close the door of the locker but i fail, making all my books i was carrying fall on the floor. shit.

Imogen asked. "Very loudly. The loudest." "Maybe don't roar too loudly during class," Clara suggested. "Ms. Patterson might not appreciate it." "Ms. Patterson loves dinosaurs. She said so." When they pulled up to the school, Clara parked and helped Colt out of the car. She knelt in front of him, adjusting his collar and straightening his backpack straps. "Be good today," she said, kissing his left cheek. "Listen to Ms. Patterson," Imogen added, kissing his right cheek.

Professor Zane is ignoring me. "Okay sir. Thank you, Sir. Uhm, I just wanted to ask, uh, can I get an autograph? I am a huge fan!" Claire says, fussing with her hair, I notice she has her cleavage exposed and she is also pouting. Whatever she thinks she is doing, I am certain it is obvious to the class and I am not the only one who is resisting the urge to puke. This is her first lecture with the rest of the class and she is already establishing herself as a fucking weirdo.

His hand moved again, back to my face. He smiled, in a very weird way, like a fucking clown. His finger teased around my face, from my cheek to my jawline, back to my cheek, to my nose, and my lips. His finger froze on my lips, his eyes were fixed on it, slowly he lifted his gaze, and stared at me.

I pleaded with an exhausted, hoarse voice. Kathy replied, "You are not quite done, Aimie. Clara gets a 'special turn', since she sponsored you to the club." Focusing on Clara, I watched with widened eyes as she donned a strap on. Kathy knelt before her, and used her mouth to get it wet, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked on it. After a few moments, Clara pulled the dildo out of Kathy's mouth, sticky and gleaming with her saliva. Leading Kathy by the hand, Clara walked out of sight behind me, saying, "I need you to keep wetting this for a while."

Chapter 36 AMARA The music outside shook the walls. The bass pounded through the room. The smell of smoke and alcohol crawled into the dressing room. I sat on the small chair and pulled up a red g-string, the thin straps biting into my hips. Clara stood in front of the mirror, pulling a red halter bra tight around her chest. She adjusted it, her fingers running along the strings, then slid into matching pants. She smirked at me. “Are you ready to make men horny for the second time?” she asked, rolling her eyes in the mirror.

Then Parker. Each groomsman took his turn, thrusting between Clara’s breasts in a silent, efficient ritual of shared lust. Clara remained motionless, her arms surely tiring but never faltering, her expression a mask of serene acceptance as one by one they covered her chest and breasts with hot, spurting streams of cum. When they were done, Clara finally let go of her cum-streaked breasts, and the groomsmen stepped back slightly, breathing heavily and stroking their cocks once more.