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He stared up to his masterpiece, which are marks and hickeys, decorating his milky skin. Blake gasped when Luca abruptly pulled his pajamas all the way down to his feet until it was thrown on the carpeted floor. His small dick stood proudly before Luca, who's impatient to suck the life out of him. Without wasting any second, he sucked Blake's cock like a vacuum cleaner, making him squirm and helplessly moan. He did not last, and he cummed inside his lover's mouth, who gladly swallowed it all.

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Several elders looked relieved. The Priestess smiled proudly, clearly pleased with herself. But I said nothing, I simply stared toward the darkness. Because I knew something they didn't. Derek had fought witches before, witches far more terrifying than the young Priestess. I looked towards him, then my pulse quickened. He opened his eyes and it glowed bright red inside the darkness. I swallowed, knowing exactly what comes next.

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When my eyes finally snapped open, I saw darkness but not completely as there was a dim light flickering somewhere above me but it was too weak to cast a long shadow against the concrete walls. Not complete darkness. A dim light flickered somewhere above me, weak enough to cast long shadows against concrete walls.. The air had a smell of cold and industrial damp with my breathing turning uneven. The memories of what happened to me came slamming into me in broken flashes. I could remember that we were at the gala, Alora approaching Viktor, hands grabbing me trying to force a cloth over my mouth and Viktor screaming my name. I tried jerking against the ropes again in a harder way this time but

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“Obsessed with the aesthetics of surrender. You collect it. You consume it. But you never ask yourselves what it would cost to live it.” He stepped closer. Close enough that I could smell his cologne—something sharp, cedar and smoke. “What’s your sickest fantasy?” he asked me. “Not the polished p**n version. The real one. The one that makes you wet just thinking about it.” My heart hammered against my ribs. I glanced at Philip. He nodded—tiny, almost imperceptible.

The air smelled clean, the lights warm, the shelves tall and perfect. “Choose the book that pulls you,” the woman said. “It will tell you what you need.” She vanished into the shadows. I walked along the shelves. My hand stopped on one book, not because I liked it, but because something in me reacted. A strange pull. The title was old, written in faded ink:” The Nature of the Cursed: shifters of the Moon.” My fingers trembled as I opened it. Inside were sketches, human shadows twisted into wolves, claws emerging from the hands, glowing eyes in the darkness. I swallowed hard.

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Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.