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He had seen this video before. At the company, when he opened this website, the same video had popped up. But he hadn’t paid attention at the time and had closed it immediately. Now, it appeared again. It seemed this website had been attacked by a virus. Just as he was about to click the "X" in the upper right corner, a familiar face suddenly caught his eye. Fair skin. A face contorted with pleasure, her expression lewd and shameless... It took him a moment to recall who this was—

They kept on saying that the said person in the photo is just cosplayers and there is no way that Ren would be with Musk. The two students were also furious and insisted on making them believe her. She recorder the two gamers who haven't noticed anything at all. " hey, I think we just let it pass. We don't know if they are really the famous gamers" one student said on the one recording. " no, im sure that them. Look at his nose. It's perfect! And his milky skin! There is no way that a cosplayer can imitate that!" " but this is not right, we may get in trouble for this," the other girl said afraid of something might happen.

His face only hardened further, and he repeated in a louder voice, "what have you done?" But before he could finish this, the wide TV lit up, bright and undeniable. "Holy fuck!" Vagmos exclaimed as he saw the images. I turned to him, feigning seriousness. "Shhh, the household might hear." He paid no attention to this, his eyes fixed on the screen. The very first image we both could see was of him–on his knees, bend low, close to the chair. His mouth was buried between my thighs, drinking on my pussy like a starving wolf. The sound of his own moans echoed faintly from the speakers. But in the craziness of this all,my face was blurred. I had the camera designed in such a manner that my face wo

My buddy, Adam Page, calls me and says that his mom is hospitalized, and he can't rush back in time. He asks me to submit his competition entry that is due tonight. We're both in the competition, but I have already submitted my entry. I'm just about to say yes to helping him when my mouse suddenly jerks. "Don't you dare click it! If you submit his entry for him, you'll lose your first-place prize and the 20,000 dollars prize money! He'll even go on livestream and accuse you of stealing his work, saying that you cost him the prize money and caused his mom to die because she couldn't afford treatment. You'll be torn apart by online bullying, saddled with a huge debt, and end up losing every

he scoffed before raising an eyebrow at me. This time, my brows furrowed. How rude. "Excuse me?" I asked, taken aback by his rudeness. And yeah, I did roll my eyes on him because he's acting so full of himself. "I said I found this first." he stated before removing his mask, showing his face to me. My mouth went agape as I realized who he is. Grey freaking Simons of SHADOW. A smile tugged on the corner of his lips after noticing that I finally recognized him.

I look done on my chest and then I raise my head to look at Ma Trisha more perplexed. “Now,for your information, I rubbed Dey aconite in the tip of the iron which I used on you. Though it is Dry aconite and almost not functional and potent. But then if I use this on a normal werewolf, it will cause more damage than you can ever imagine. You can see that it didn’t take you up to ten seconds tk heal back quickly?l she says.I gloat at her with my mouth open. I shake my lips and mumble words I don’t even know her I can’t even articulate a full sentence. I pick up the iron and stare at it. It is very sharp.

“Oh, Maddox!” I whispered, amused by his genuine disbelief. With a grin, I opened my camera, ran a hand through my hair to fix the slight mess, and clicked a picture right there. Barefaced, soft lighting from the window falling on my features, natural, nothing extravagant like before. Then I sent a text. “I am not a model. Trust me! That profile picture is just make-up, good angels, and Moon-blessed lighting. You can see now, this is the real me. Still think I am a prank?”

I dare him to repeat his words. "Oh! Correction! You ate like a pig!" he said while smiling widely and this was most fakest smile I've ever seen. Does he some problems with me or he is usually like this! Rude and mean! And I have to control my anger from not letting out but I'm not sure about it. Because Aiden kept giggling obviously trying not to laugh on me. Then I realized........ I'm being bullied! By this expression less, poker face little meow meow. Yes he looks like a cat. A rich cat. Did you see Stuart little movie. He exactly looks like "SNOW BELL".

But I will rather try someone new. I scroll down as message pop on my laptop asking me for permission to access my camera and microphone. That’s not happening! Camera yes, but mic hell no. The last thing I want is someone recognizing me by my voice. My face and chest popped up on the screen and I did a quick check. Damn, I’m so freaking hot!! Satisfied, I lowered the screen so just my lips and upper body were visible then I click on the message and await this mysterious new man. But hold up! Who the fuck bears architecture as a fake name, what happened to big cock or some crazy except he plans on drawing my cum on his next project it sounds funny.

“Just get out, let people know your real face is uglier than a lion who just woke up. Not to mention your eyes that look like devil's eyes, which are really red.” A floating pillow slapped Rein's face who could only stare blankly at the mound under the blanket which now showed a messy face with traces of tears that were very pathetic. “He's not wrong, the video is fake, just a fabrication. Stop crying. You're such a crybaby to be a girl.”