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We got inside and the place is blasting with loud music, people dancing wildly, different colors of lights igniting the place, and strippers dancing on different stages and cages. The place is very huge and fancy. Caleb took us around the dance floor which I am glad he did. I can't imagine passing through the wild dancing floor filled with people. He took us to a less crowded area. We got closer to a special-looking place. Must be the VIP area. My heart raced instantly at the sight of Big seated in a huge black club chair dressed in a black shirt that had three of his buttons open and exposing his chest. He has black pants on and his legs are crossed as he stares at something on his iPad.

“Big Brother, then, can you do it for my sake? I will do anything you ask me in return, okay?“ I decided to begin owing him favours. I could not just let Becky feel disappointed like that. Dave went silent for a while and I thought he was going to ignore me for good. Around ten minutes passed, and I knew he was never going to speak. I sighed in disappointment. “Good night, Big Brother. I know that you will think about it…” But I felt him slightly rub my back. “I was still considering your offer. It is just that I really don't want to go out with her, okay? And, I am also scared that if I asked for something from you now, it would scare you…” I did not know what the thing that would scare me

she cried out, when I still hadn’t united them. I spread her legs apart and then rubbed my engorged member along her folds. The heat from her was making my head light. She was so wet and hot, I couldn’t play any longer. I grabbed her hips and thrust deep inside her in one quick motion. She cried out, as I filled her up with my thick cock.

The night in City-B was unnaturally quiet and cold behind the glass walls of Aethel Corp's headquarters. On the top floor of the towering skyscraper, Elena stood silently, gazing at the sea of city lights shimmering below like an ocean of artificial stars. Resting on her desk, the second-quarter financial report displayed extraordinary growth figures. Her cosmetics and herbal skincare empire had now officially become an unrivaled giant in the domestic market.

she added. They got up on his bed and Gabriella lay on her back. Santos positioned himself between her legs and grabbed his huge dick. He lined it up with the opening of her cunt. He rubbed the huge head across her clit and the entrance back and forth. The older woman was really wet and Santos was dripping a continuous stream of pre-cum. He positioned his cock at the entrance and thrusted forward. “Oh my God, you are so huge,” she gasped as she opened her eyes wide. “Be gently please, I am stretched beyond limit,” she added.

But she wasn't sweet, she wasn't an angel, she was a beasr, a beast that hunted men for her own selfish pleasures, a beast that was rebellious to her own parents, a beast that looked down on others secretly to fuel her own pride and ego, a beast that would do anything to get what she wanted. And so, she and her sister were so far apart. Gabriella chuckled, dusting invisible dust off her black, knee length, puffy sleeved gown. "You don't have to lie" she spoke with a raise of her eyebrows, "You hate me, you make it so obvious. I don't assume you would like to see someone you hate." "You're right" she straightened, her head held up high, "About the last part." Her lips curled up at the slight

I turn around to meet his chest, and naughtily grabs his balls, "They're soft too." He groans when I cup them, "Don't do it. I still want kids." I ignore his warning and let them roll on my palm, just playing with them like they're two big marbles, "Gay dads are so hot." "Yeah?" "The whole thing about being masculine and sexy but you can't get your hands on them, or the fact they'll never be interested in you, makes them soooo much hotter." Then I realise he's semi-hard, again. But this time I'm not wearing make up, or have my hair curled, not even putting on the corset or fuck-me heels so what gives?

Angelina snorted. "I'm guessing, your boyfriend must be inconsiderate, right?" Alex smiled wryly when she said that. "You don't even know him, so don't judge him so carelessly. Don't you realize it's my boyfriend you're mocking?" sneered Angelina. Alex chuckled sarcastically. "I don't need to know him to judge him," Alex said confidently. "Don't be such a big shot. Who the hell are you?" Angelina sneered again. "I'm Alexander Dominik, and everyone says I'm great." Alex boasted. Angelina only replied with a snort.

I rose my chest as he hugged me into him from behind and thrust himself into me with a force unmatched. “Fuck!” I screamed and one of his hands released my breast to find my clit again. He rubbed me in circles, never altering his fast pace inside of me. His other hand that was on my breast moved up to my neck, wrapping around it gently. His large hand fit over it easily and he just barely pushed against it, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck. “You like my big cock in you, baby? You like it rough?” “Harder,” I challenged.

“I didn’t want to bring it here. This place is the only space where I feel like I’m not suffocating.” I waited. Silence was a tool, and I used it strategically now. It gave her the space she needed while putting slight pressure on her to answer. Finally, she spoke. “Zach showed up at my house last night.” My blood immediately simmered. She kept her voice low, controlled. “He lost his wolf.” I blinked. “What?” “In a black market bet. Something illegal, I assume. I didn’t get all the details, and I didn’t want them.”