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Damien and Delilah knelt beside chairs, grinding desperate against the vibes, moans muffled around forkfuls. Dessert kicked off proper in the lounge orgy pit, mats laid thick and absorbent for all the inevitable spills. Zeke took charge sharp, voice commanding the room. "Damien, eat Delilah's plugged cunt. Noni, rim Eli deep. Eli, deepthroat me now." Bodies tangled slick and fast, sweat already beading. Delilah's skirt hiked high over her hips, exposing the buzzing plug wedged in her asshole. Damien dove in, tonguing her sopping pussy around the toy's base, lips sucking her clit swollen and red. She bucked against his face, juices smearing his chin. Noni buried his face in Eli's crack, tongu

Majority of the campers are boys because game addiction is their thing – to be exact, Dungeon Raydens-addiction. Dungeon Raydens is a sandbox-style MMORPG that’s a one-stop-shop for a lot of things. Kate remembers that, when Ecto was still around (darn, it hurt to think that), they did almost everything there except PvP and the MOBA-esque Battle Royale end game, which Ecto abhorred for their violence.

Only Aeternum and it’s allies knows that Dungeons also one of the contributor for an intense Monster Stampede phenomenon, and also the dungeon break phenomenon were also stemmed from dungeons that has not being managed properly. Aeternum were the only nation in Central Continent that were known to managed their dungeon carefully and also harvested the dungeon yield constantly. Certain dungeons often times has some specific harvest-able resource from it, for example, there is a Dungeon in Agriculture Region, Named Spider Dungeon, which is fully inhabited by a Monster Called Giant Silk Spider, and when the monster inside were killed, one can harvest a special Spider Silk from it. This silk is

Hayden pov I wanted the flavor of her branded on my tongue. Nothing in life had ever been as delicious as her cunt juice. I knew the moment I tasted her that I’d be eating her again and again, forever. My sweet, innocent girl was a raging slut, wanting nothing more than her daddy to fuck her holes raw. All my sick and twisted fantasies were before me, about to become reality. I lined up my cock with her wet pussy, and without hesitating, I impaled my daughter, a groan falling from my lips as I pushed inside her tight hole.

Then he held up a crayon drawing of a dragon with three heads. “This is for you, Daddy,” he said when he came back to me. “Because you fight monsters.” I took the paper carefully, like it was made of glass. My voice came out thicker than I meant it to. “Thank you, buddy. I love it.” We stayed upstairs until the light turned golden and slanted through the windows. Dinner was loud, messy joy—kids talking over each other, Mara laughing at their stories, me cutting Daemon’s chicken into tiny pieces while Sharon snuck extra carrots onto Daenerys’s plate. Normal. Loud. Perfect.

From floor five to floor nine, Zen discovered many changing elements in the virtual world. The dungeon mechanics became more complex as they climbed the floors. It was difficult to believe that until floor ten, they were still in the tutorial stages. Damian’s game guide from floor five was very different from Zen’s version. The cyborg logged every single type of equipment and monster as an encyclopaedia page, including replicated screenshot images. He rated them according to their value, usage, frequency of occurrence, something Zen had not considered, and prices. The floor map was also marked to indicate where they could commonly be located, along with an estimated loot drop guide. Compared

Dylan declared, holding up the bowl. Predictably, Ajax shook his head. “Dad doesn’t want to eat it.” Just the smell alone was probably enough to torture him. But Dylan didn’t give up. “Mom said it’s wasteful not to eat food.” Ajax paused. I could imagine his expression. That subtle grimace that said, She’s making fun of me for buying three, isn’t she? “Wasting food is bad,” Dylan continued earnestly. “And durian is really good. If you try it and you don’t like it… you can hit me once!”

His reflection in the mirror looked the same, soft dark hair, pretty face, slim body with that round, plush ass that always made him feel too visible, but everything inside him felt exposed. When he came downstairs, Damien was already in the kitchen, leaning against the counter like he owned the place. Which, apparently, he did now. Their mother kissed Elias’s cheek. “Be good while we’re gone, sweetheart. Damien will keep an eye on you.” Damien’s dark eyes met Elias’s over her shoulder. The look was pure possession. “Trust me,” Damien said smoothly. “I’ll take very good care of him.” The second the front door closed and the car pulled out of the driveway, the air in the house changed.

Each and everyone that had taken her family from her wanted nothing but to tear them into pieces and not even leave a bone. The little girl stopped as she reached the door and turned back to her. "I'll advice you to eat Princess, it's nice and it's not poison and I also added something for you underneath." The little girl said, making her frown. When the door of the dungeon room was closed, she stood up and walked to the plate. It was food but the worst she had ever seen with her eyes. Looking at it made her nauseous. She placed a hand on her tummy as she scooted to the wall with the plate.

A couple of minutes later he came back, “This is our friend, Asher.” “Hi,” Jasmine said softly as her daughter moved closer to her seeing the six foot something tall man with dark brown eyes and black hair in a military cut. “Mommy, hungee,” Lilly said pulling on Jasmine’s shirt. “I know it’s super late but how about we go see if someplace has chicken nuggets?” Daemon asked making Lilly smile brightly. “We just need to make sure wherever we go doesn’t use peanut oil,” Jasmine said, and Daemon nodded in understanding.