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She sat under one of the trees. ‘ I can’t use my promise properly, I think I’ll just stay here, my partner will do great’ saying to herself. She stayed there for a while and she started getting bored so she decided to catch one and send them to the base. She walks around looking for prey, she giggles as she imagines herself doing some cool promise users moves. She saw a girl standing, she was about to rush towards her when suddenly a man with a mask showed up and took the card of the girl. The girl vanished.

“Next time, baby girl… you won’t push me away. You’ll beg Daddy to finish what he started.” The promise left me throbbing, empty, desperate. He stepped back reluctantly as we heard Madison moving around downstairs, the tension between us thicker than ever. One wrong move and everything could shatter. But the craving only grew stronger, pulling me deeper into this forbidden web. I didn’t know how much longer I could resist. And from the dark hunger in Mason’s eyes, neither could he.

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

He said he was going to kill me after fucking me. My mind grew lighter, my thoughts became hazier, and I almost didn’t notice the way his body shifted. Moving away from mine.He removed his hand and backed away.It took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn’t standing on top of me anymore. And then I felt his touch on the insides of my legs.“Tell me, puppy, why do you sleep naked?” His voice was gentle, and so was his touch.“Because it makes your sleep better.”A spank landed on my thigh.“And is good for your skin,” I continued.Spank hit the other one as well.“Now, puppy, tell me again.” He took a break. “But this time without lying.”I grinned. If he wasn’t a fucking killer, we would’ve gott

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

Alfred guessed she wasn't well versed in what she was doing so he pitched her an offer. “I'm more of a freak than you can imagine. Unchain me and I'll give you an experience you'll never forget.” Eva stared wearily at him. “Promise me you won't run. I intend on letting you go once I'm done though.” “I should be the one asking that question, blonde.”

Then I used two fingers circling my clit, then faster, my hips rocking up my hands. I leaned on the wall, with my legs wide opened as I thrust my fingers into my pussy. I started to imagine Jack’s cock stretching my pussy as he grinded his waist into mine, and his hand choking my neck as I held them myself. I couldn’t stop now, the imaginations, me fucking myself. I kept on feeling his tongue suck my nipples. Twirling his tongue on my tits as stroked his cock into me. I continued as my fingers went into my pussy faster.

Ancient parchment appeared from thin air, glowing with faint runes. Kylian pricked his finger first, letting a drop of his blood fall onto the document. Brayden followed, then Dilan. I hesitated for only a second before pricking my own finger, pressing it to the parchment. The moment our blood mixed, a rush of power and connection surged between us, binding me to all three of them in a way that felt both terrifying and intoxicating. I looked at them with desperate, hungry eyes, my body aching. “Who’s going first?” I whispered, voice thick with lust.

Pam sighed with delight as her tight and sore muscles relaxed under the tender ministering. “Why do you have all those pictures of men on your computer?” Pam asked in a dreamy manner. Fiana tossed her head and laughed, “Are you afraid I’ve gone straight? Never, my darling.” She heaved a sigh and said in thick, breathy words, “They are for research on a new assignment, nothing more.” Pam couldn’t imagine what type of writing assignment would require Fiana chat with strange men over the internet, but she was too tired and content to ask about it. She’d address it at another time; when she was refreshed and able to comprehend it all.

He paused, then spoke carefully, "I have a friend abroad. His whole family died in an accident, leaving behind a two-year-old boy. Lauren, you’ll love him." Love your child with another woman? I let out a cold laugh and shot back, "Funny… I didn’t know you had such a friend. And what if I don’t want to adopt?" For just a moment, he snapped. His hand tightened around my wrist, bruising. "Lauren, this isn’t up for discussion." His tone was sharp, final. "The Foster family needs an heir. This isn’t the time for stubbornness. Tomorrow, Liam will arrive. Show some dignity as Mrs. Foster."