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I look straight into the camera, cum sticky and warm on my lips and cheeks, chest heaving, pussy still throbbing and dripping. “Happy... fucking... Thanksgiving, bitches.”

Her eyes widened, studying me as if I were some peculiar creature from another planet. "Dirty?" she repeated, her tone laced with disbelief. She peered at me with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. I felt the weight of her gaze. I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself as I mustered the courage to explain further. "Yes, sweetie, it's really dirty in there. I haven't had the chance to clean it properly. It's not suitable for you," I lied, my voice tinged with a hint of desperation. I hoped she would accept my feeble excuse, trusting me as she always had.

Teacher's pet If I'm so special, why am I secret? Yeah, why the fuck is that? Do you regret The things we shared that I'll never forget? Well, do you? Tell me that I know I'm young, but my mind is well beyond my years I knew this wouldn't last, but fuck you, don't you leave me here Teacher's pet If I'm so special, why am I secret? There it is… there are those words Can you see it? Can you see the meaning behind those words , those sentences? Can you feel the pain in her voice , can you?

My eyes went wide seeing his muddy paws. "Zion," I glared at him. He looked at me and tilted his head. I shook my head at him. "You're dirty," I said absentmindedly and he growled at me. Guess, I wound his muscularity. I laughed at him and kissed his furry head. "I mean your paws," I said.

"So today,we have the honour of welcoming our dear guest,Sancho! Oh dear Sancho! We took care of you like each one of us! We gave you a place to live! We gave you food! A fantastic job! Clothes! Love and friendship! Despite all of this ,you decided to sell your soul to those bastards of Crimson Claw,you prick! " "Purpura unguem usque in finem! (Crimson Claw till the end!) Rrrrrrrrrk..toooooooo! (He tried to spit on Dylan but the latter dodged to the side) " "Haha! Missed! " Dylan laughed. "Purpura unguem usque in finem! Purpura unguem usque in finem! " Sancho repeated. Dylan held his own chin between the bent forefinger and thumb, sticked his tongue out ,and smiled to himself .

Jock rubs my back; he's the only one that gets a kick out of my songs because he knows how much it makes the others cringe. "The hounds of hell are on their knees. The hounds of hell are on their knees. Drinking the juices from each other. The hounds of hell are on their knees. The hounds of hell are on their knees. Drinking the juices from each other." I look at Jessi, and she throws her head back, laughing. "I don't care what anyone else says, but no one better mess with this badass fairy." She says, hugging me.

I smiled and then rubbed behind his ears. "Cute," I mumbled, looking him in the eyes. He laid down in the water and started to wag his tail. I smiled at him and then rinsed his fur before I put more soap in his fur and focused on working everything out of it, wanting to clean him up the best I could. "After this, you better be more careful about getting all this in your fur. Ladies don't like dirty wolves, and they certainly don't like stinky ones either, so if you ever want little pups, you better look presentable at all times," I teased him. "Besides, I won't be washing your fur next time for you." He stood up and started to turn around in the tub, shaking his ears a bit. I frowned at him.

She threw up her devil horns on both fists, shaking her extended pinkies and index fingers at the crowd. “I’m ready to get dirty,” Reagan said. Dare chuckled into his microphone. “Oh hell yeah,” he said in a sexy growl. “I’ll get dirty with you, Reagan,” Logan said. “Let’s all get dirty,” Max yelled, and the band segued into their gritty ballad, “Stained.”

This time, they were singing a song by Tatiana Manaois—Like you. "You gotta get up! You gotta get up and make a move! Cause the world would never see you until you do…" I laughed quietly, watching Purity try to keep up with the lyrics like her daddy. I was not sleek enough though, because as soon as I laughed, she turned to me with a glare on her face which made me laugh even harder.

" I couldn't suppress my laughter as I cradled the puppy in my arms. Zion's vulnerable exterior momentarily switched immediately and I can see his menacing side awakening in an instant. Oh Oh! "What is this Laura? What is a dirty thing like that doing in here" he barked, his voice laced with false anger. I roll my eyes "It's a puppy Zion, and it's not dirty. I don't know what your problem is" I muttered the last part angrily under my breath Zion's nostrils flared "What is my problem? Well, my problem is what that dirty thing is doing in here. It could be harbouring all kinds of disease for heaven's sake. Are you dumb or something"