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His other hand traveled down to my center, rapidly flicking my cl*t. “JOZZER!!!!! Ahhhhh! More, more, moreeeeeahhhhhh! Mmmm! Hnnn! Oh, that feels so good, Jozzer! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhh! Here I go again! I'm going to cvm!” I clamped down tightly on his d*ck inside me, and he let out a powerful groan.

I slipped my middle finger back in her easily. "I wish you could see this view," I told her, "my cock slipping in and out, the lips of your hot little pussy clasping it and pulling out with each stroke. My finger, going in and out of that little brown hole. This is amazing." With that, I slipped my index finger in with the middle. She handled it pretty easy, with a few grunts, and after a few moments she was pushing back.

I held one of the five fingers of his right hand. "What are… you… planning to…do?" I gave him an innocent smile, then placed the clipper on the finger and clapsed it together. The bone in the finger cracked and a loud howling, painful sound vibrated through the room. My wolf jumped happily, finally happy to gey the exact fear he wanted. I watched as the finger fell to the floor and blood began to drip from the open wound. I held the second finger and repeated the action, earning myself the same result. Just as I pocked the third finger, a voice came from the door of the basement.

I looked down, it was higher than I thought. “Yes I still want to jump, I never get to do stuff like this.” I pulled my dress off and threw it at Jake. I stepped back and ran off the cliff. I did a frontflip then landed with my toes pointed straight into the water. I felt hands grab my arm and pull me to the top. I wiped my face and opened my eyes. Jay was smiling. “You know what you just started right?” I was confused. “Now he’s going to make you go up until one of you wins at this little game he does. You’ll have to keep doing tricks until you can’t possibly do another jump.” I giggled.

He zoomed in a little closer. Jasmine stood up straight and stretched, her arms rising high above her head, her breasts jutting out. Henry groaned, licking his lips in anticipation of what came next. Her right hand slid down over her taught, flat stomach, sliding down over her shaved skin until her middle finger made contact with her clitoris. "Go on, you fucking slut," he muttered, his fist pumping as he watched. Jasmine's middle finger rubbed her clit up and down a couple of times, then in slow-motion, she moved it down her slit, rubbed up and down once, then plunged her middle finger deep inside her pussy.

He adds more pressure, cycling my clit, the slight bite of his claw scraping against my skin. “do you like that?” white hot pleasure consumes me. I can’t focus on anything but his hand as I wiggle my hips, signalling I need more. “Yes Jaden … Please, I want to cum,” he growls in approval as his middle finger then glides back through my folds, his thumb never leaving my hardened clit. I can feel the slight scrap of his claw reach my entrance. “You will cum when I tell you can, pumpkin.” He thrusts his fingers inside me, his claws retracting the second he enters me as my walls clamp around him. His thumb circles me harder, his finger pumping in side me as he adds another … then another.

I moaned, pushing back onto his hand. He added a third finger, stretching me deliciously, and brought his free hand down in a sharp smack on my ass. The sting bloomed into heat that made my clit throb harder. “Beg me to let you cum, Chloe.” “Please, Jeff—please let me cum on your fingers—” Another hard smack. “Louder.” “Please! I need it—make me cum!” He fucked me harder with his fingers, while his thumb grind my clit relentlessly. The orgasm slammed into me without mercy. I screamed, pussy clenching and gushing around his thick fingers, thighs shaking violently as waves of pleasure crashed through me.

Frederick bent his knees, crouched low, and sprang up like a leopard on the hunt. He jumped at a forty-five-degree angle instead of straight up. At the peak of his jump, he used his strong core muscles to momentarily hover in the air. Then, with a powerful kick against the wall, he propelled himself even higher! This allowed him to reach for the windowsill, with only the pads of eight fingers gripping the ledge supporting his entire body weight. The muscles in his arms tensed up, and with a burst of strength from his fingers, he flung himself upward.

It only excited him more. Glancing through the corner of my eye, I thought again about the distance of the ground below the cliff. I could… jump. I’d likely injure myself, but my rapid healing would prevent serious injuries, and it’d give me a chance to escape. Stop thinking, just jump, Amelia. JUMP! My stomach flipped as I leapt off the cliff. The sound of a gust of wind boomed before an arm wrapped around my stomach, hauling me back.

Forget supporting themselves upside down with a single finger, even if an ordinary person were to lie down on the cliff, they would definitely be trembling in fear, p*ssing themselves even. However, this person was able to do so with just a finger and was only centimeters away from falling over the cliff! This was the equivalent of Zayn being suspended in mid-air over the cliff. This was no longer courting death but playing on the fine lines of death itself! However, despite how strong the winds were, only the person’s clothes fluttered. In fact, the person was completely still like a mountain. It was as if the person was firmly embedded onto the rock like a flag with no fear of being blown