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She told me in a high-pitched voice which I found amusing given her size. I let out a smug smirk that pissed her off some more, ignoring her rants. She looked fucking amusing and sexy when riled up. She squinted her eyes and threw the shorts straight into my face. "Stop smirking, you devil!" She spat, anger radiating from her small frame. I snickered while clutching the shorts in my hand. "Fine. If you just want to wear just the shirt, I´m okay with it. Easy access..." I said flatly but a coy smile tugged on my lips.

Cam rumbles way too close. “Nope, we are not doing this. You do not get to flirt with me like this, like one of your rando girls to give you your s*x fix.” I step away from them, eyes still slammed shut. I am so grateful For my enhanced senses. I don’t need to see to move away from them. “Our s*x fix? Is that what you think you are, Smalls?”

I said, my voice trailing off as lust overpowered my senses. Tamia noticed. "It takes just ten minutes for the sexomone to kick in. But yours is happening faster. You must be horny as hell." She chuckled some more. "Come, let's have some fun while at it. Fuck Lucho and his bastard experiments. This is a pussy in a lifetime." By now, she stopped whining, and she leaned closer to me. Her breasts planted firmly on my chest. "Before the sexomone shit and your capture, were you always this slutty?"

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I blurted out in an attempt to kill the chain of thoughts rising in my head, as well as to offend him. “When you talk so dirty, baby, you turn me on.” He muttered through lips gliding awakening kisses down my neck. “You’re so fucking cute when you come on to me.” He nibbled and sucked on the skin, leaving hickeys. “That’s not what I was doing.” I protested with a struggle. How on earth did his smutty brain misunderstand the insult? “I ―” His finger silenced me, pressing my lips still. Another finger snuck past the hem of my pajama shorts. I sucked in sharp breaths as his finger slipped inside my panties and stroked my wet slit. Tingles erupt at the bottom of my stomach and my body shuddered.

The shame hit right after orgasm but the money in my account overshadowed any guilt I felt at that moment. I streamed three more times that week. Each one grew and by the fourth night, I had low lights and my favorite toy slick with lube on the nightstand and Regular47 was there every time, tipping bigger and typing what I craved to hear. “Spread wider for me, Velvet. Let me see that pretty cunt drip.” And I obeyed, knees falling onto the sheets and the camera angled so they could watch my finger glide through my folds. I was soaked, and the wet sounds filled the quiet room. My clit throbbed under my thumb while I pushed two fingers inside curling them to my satisfaction.

The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam. He leaned in, nose grazing my hair, inhaling deep. "You smell... fuck, so good." Words accidental, but they ignited. I turned my head, lips brushing his jaw soft, unintended. His hand settled on my waist, fingers splaying over the bare skin where tank met shorts, burning through me. "Jax... we can't. Mia..." But my body arched subtle, traitorous, the ache between my thighs growing insistent. He groaned low, forehead pressing to mine, shifting his hips and there it was, the hard length in his shorts pressing against my hip, thick and unyielding.

“I’ve seen the way you look at me in uniform. I’ve wanted your pretty mouth on me for so long.” She yanked my shirt up and latched onto my tit, sucking my hard nipple while her hand shoved down my shorts. Her fingers found my soaked pussy instantly. “Goddamn, you’re fucking dripping for me,” she groaned, rubbing my swollen clit in fast circles. “Such a wet little lesbian slut and you never said anything.” I cried out and shoved my hand into her pants. She was shaved smooth and absolutely soaked. I plunged two fingers into her tight cunt and started fucking her hard. She moaned right in my ear, grinding on my hand.

She muttered, "Fuck it," and put one hand on the top button of her little shorts. When she popped it open, Greg's eyes widened. He said, "Holy sh*t," as she unbuttoned her shorts about halfway. This provided her with just enough space to insert a few of her thin fingers. She questioned whether her brother would be shocked if she revealed that her pussy was baby-bald smooth as she caressed her silky flesh.

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll