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His thick veiny hands trailed up my body, up to my breast as he groped them in his hand pitching my both nipples slightly. “Fuck…..I need to cum pl…ease….” I moaned out loud. I craved a release from him. I wanted to cum so badly but not on his fingers on his cock. He stopped licking my swollen clit, he stared at my body for a while, I felt my cheeks burning. Then he slipped his finger with a hard thrust before muttering “ You have to cum all over my finger first before I can fick you with my cock.’’ I swallowed hard, nodding my head… It wasn’t a command nor was it an instruction.

Five spots of blue at the tips of her long fingers. He caught her scent. The smell of curdled blood and sick flesh. The stench of crumbling teeth and a bladder that leaked sour piss. The skin on her fingers had shrunk to the bone, the knuckles round and swollen. And her body was turning white, too white, and looked cold. Every breath from her made his eyes water and his stomach jump.

I positioned the needle and started. I mind-linked Cade. "Does it hurt?" "It burns, but I don't feel sick. I continued to stick him over and over again. Dipping the needle into the ink made of wolfsbane. Cade continued to sit there stoically. He was uncomfortable but not unmanageable. I didn't take too long to do a band around his finger. "How do you feel? Does your finger feel like it will fall off? Do you feel sick or anything?" "My finger burns, but it is not too bad." He mind linked. I gave him my left hand.

"Fuck. This isn't good." "We should be able to override it if we use both our powers. We'd stand a better chance with Frog but he's probably standing by Tricksy as he deals with his loss." Tarsi pulled out his tangling needles and held them out in front of him in a flat 'x' pattern. They began to spark where they met in the middle.

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"Just make sure you don't kill him. I still need people to finish my missions." "Of course!" the cunning-looking disciple smiled faintly, and he swiftly pointed the finger at Caspian's chest, “The Falling Star Finger!" A finger swept across, and even the air was torn open, causing an ear-splitting blast. The finger could easily poke a hole through a steel bar as wide as a palm. This disciple's movements were extremely fast, but it was as slow as a snail in Caspian's eyes. Moreover, the disciple's attitude fully angered Caspian.

Blair stared at my throat, so nervous that her hands were trembling. I drank it all right before her eyes. … Around midnight, the Harlow residence fell into slumber. My bedroom door was quietly pushed open a crack. A sickeningly sweet fragrance drifted through the gap. It was a powerful fragrance laced with an aphrodisiac. Then, a figure slipped inside. Under the moonlight, I saw Callum in an extremely loose silk robe with the collar hanging open, his eyes hazy and filled with greed. He had clearly been drugged as well. With his mind in a haze, he fumbled his way toward the bed purely on instinct.

Never! Me: My hands are off. Jayden: Lick your fingers for me. All of them. I shoved my two fingers into my mouth and began to lick them as if they were his cock. I wished they were his cock, imagining licking and stroking it with my hand while it choked me, making my eyes almost turn white from the lack of breath. What was I thinking? Was I really going crazy? No doubt, I was. Jayden: Are all your fingers in?

My juices squirted around his fingers, soaking his hand and the fresh sheets. “Oh my God… your fingers feel so good… I just love how your fingers are destroying my pussy for me… I love this fingering than anything else… go deeper with your fingers and don’t even pause… fuck me harder with those thick fingers… harder… please!” I begged, while I was still squeezing my own breasts so tightly that my knuckles turned white. My hands continued roaming wildly over my body, it was pinching, slapping, caressing, as if I couldn’t control myself anymore. “I can’t live without this… I love sex and I love fingering… I love everything that feels good inside my pussy… I can’t survive without getting fucked

Fester Came out of hiding trying to strike Sangre with Sebastian move. As Fester emerged from the shadows, his body coiled with determination, his every muscle primed for the decisive strike. His leg swung forward with a ferocious intensity, fueled by a burning desire to take down Sangre. The air crackled with the sheer force of his attack, the very fabric of the clearing seeming to quiver in anticipation.