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She grabbed his shirt, looked him dead in his sea-green eyes, and growled in his face. “Haven’t you already figured? I like trouble.” She dragged him to the floor with her, immediately kicking off the second round of sexual bliss.

A female voice called from up the stairs, gaining everyone's attention, including mine. She was a tall, slender, blonde-haired beauty, wearing a very revealing short and a tank top. She had big headset hung over her neck, and cherry lips that made her look like some angel when she smiled. "Who's she?" I questioned within, watching how she rushed down the stairs and ran up to my stepbrother like she's been waiting for him. Before I could even blink, this girl jumped on Dennis, wrapping her arms around his neck for a hug! "You came! So glad you didn't say no," She said with so much excitement, holding him tight with her chest pressing against Dennis's body, almost exposing her boobs completely

her status,way beneath his! What happened was a mistake and he was there to rectify that mistake not continue it! yes, she was beautiful but he’s seen loads of beautiful women, there was nothing special about her. But even as he tried to convince himself that, he knew there was something different and special about her, different from the other women. “What are you doing here?” She glanced at her phone and continued “Aren’t you supposed to be with Lara right now?” . “I cancelled. I want to talk to you” He said firmly.

she said right before she shoved it inside her mouth and started sucking . I moan and she keeps going , i grab a handful of her hair and push her deeper , i was close to cum , she's good, i can't deny that . I cum on her face , and she starts licking it " I'll come by your house tonight so you can take me to that room of yours " she said while getting dressed and she left .

She challenged me. “Sure.” I smiled giving her hand and she held my hand shaking it. “Deal.” She returned the smile. “Get ready to quit your business.” I held her hand tightly squeezing it. Her small and soft hands under my rock-hard like big hands. Cute though. “Now let me see my sister.” She requested me. “Wait, what’s the rush? Her name is Evelyn Garcia, right?” I inquired. “What? What do you mean?” “Her name is Evelyn Garcia right?”

I'm dead curious about what she has to say so I waited for her to add more to the first sentences she uttered. "No, I mean me being here, I was offered by Reid to be the cover of his new venture for the company, to launch Sta. Inez's beauty, I remember the days I spent in that paradise with Reid it so magical" What? I didn't know Reid and Liz are still talking? And Liz went to Sta. Inez before too? I manage to not display a frowning face for her, I fake a smile and said, "oh yes I heard, congrats, that's nice"

Somehow, she was glad it was her who she had encountered in the swing, who she’d been electrocuted with. Now that she remembered it, Sheels was also the one who made her experience a motherly embrace and a life of a dream she’d been always wanting to be subjected to. From where she stood now, everything seemed laid out. Whether it was destiny or planned by whoever shits, Hera knew that it had served her well. “Hera!” Blinking, Hera moved a step back when Sheels’s face leaned closer toward her, her eyes so sharp like that of a dagger.

"Excellent! Now, sit down, let me do your hair..." Thirty minutes later, my hair is styled into a sleek, gorgeous curls, half of it pinned back with a delicate pearl hair pin that I have a sneaking suspicion is real. My makeup is done minimally, but beautifully, enhancing my natural features. I can't deny that Hera knows what she's doing, so I offer her a small smile. "Thanks." "Anytime." She replies with a dismissive wave. "Hm, I can't decide what color dress to wear tonight...what do you think?"

she muttered to herself. Hera noticed a fresh pair of clothes neatly placed on the foot of the bed. She can guess who arranged them there. She rushed with her morning routine. In 20 minutes, she is freshly showered and dressed in the clothes Logan picked for her. He choose a black blouse and paired it with a pink floral flared knee-length skirt. She tied her hair into a high ponytail and applied some lip balm to her lips. She noticed black candles near the door. She decided to thank Logan for his thoughtfulness when she find him.

My eyes land on her petite figure and I release the breath I didn’t know I was holding for a while now. Her bloodshot eyes and messy hair make me sure of what was wrong with her. Nightmares. Haunting memories. Nothing uncommon for people like us. I am surprised she even gets scared of memories after so long. Don’t we all get used to horrors with time? I did then why couldn’t she? I step closer to her and catch her when she is about to fall on her knees. I sink down to my own knees, holding her to me and in return, she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer.