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I mean, I don't, but… Ginny squints her eyes "Sadly I would have, but with l your signed contract, Liam knows some pretty good lawyers, and also you might want to step you game with being that loving wife," "Yeah, loving wife and taking references from ' Given" Hannah winks, making Ginny and I gasp in unison. Given is a really erotic picture book that shows drawn pictures of really weird and out of this world sex poses. "You shallow girl!" Ginny points at her and says with some weird accent. The three of us share a laugh, with mine coming off weak, but it's really nice to laugh with them again. If only they didn't leave me the night I got kidnapped.

Her eyes do not leave it, and I become much more horny with the way she stares at my cock. Do you see this, racist man? Your girl is so amazed at the black person’s cock. “Do you want to taste it? If you want to, just do it. You’re allowed to touch and taste it.” I smirked evilly at her. She gulped, and I saw her chest moving, indicating that she’s nervous... or excited? “I already have a b-boyfriend.” I chuckled and held the garter of my boxer shorts. I saw her follow it quickly.

he said. “You guys were just playing around?” Leo asked. “Yes,” Gabe and I said in unison. “As I just said to Gabby. He loves dick too much,” I said honestly. “So much,” Gabe laughed. “Don’t play with him,” I whispered. There was a knowing look on his face, and then he nodded. “Come in babe. I got chocolate croissants,” Gabe teased. Leo’s sadness disappeared, and a smile broke out across his features.

“Romance.” My cheeks heated. “It’s… just a book.” “It’s three books,” she corrected, eyes sparkling as she scanned titles. “And look at these tabs. You’re a highlighter and tabber. Nora. That’s serious.” I groaned quietly. “Can we, can we maybe not psychoanalyze my bookshelf?” Bailey turned, clutching the book dramatically to her chest. “I’m not psychoanalyzing. I’m celebrating. Moonbrook has a tragic lack of good book people.”

Because like any other small town, the gossip was inevitable since there was only so much that you can do in the peaceful little seaside town. Less than an hour later they were done with shopping at Novelty, Hazel picked two picture books with princess-themed stories, Gage got himself some thriller and mysteries books, while Bree was true to her words when she picked out some steamy books with BDSM plots all twisted into a mini series, yup, she didn't just get one. She put three in their basket. Gage raised his brow when he saw it, but Bree smiled sweetly at Gage which then made the young man at the register quickly scanned the barcode so he can put the smut books into the bag. The lanky tee

I needed to distract myself, to do something to take my mind off these thoughts of her or I might just hurt myself even more. That was when I remembered my boredom breaker, and of course, my mind soother… I went to the videos I'd saved of the OnlyFans creator I'd been following for a long time, and then, my eyes landed on my favorite video - a steamy clip of this woman with her usual golden brown curly hair, and her face hidden behind a burning red bunny mask. In the video, she was having this hard sex with a guy, and the sounds they made were loud and intense. My best came, and that was her being slammed from behind.

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"goddamn it, yes." "Send us a voice note moaning our names… Do it, you naughty fuck." Jamal said. The chat went on for a long time, and with the boys arguing amongst themselves. I just kept on reading their messages, smiling ear to ear, feeling special and overly flattered by the attention I was receiving. Each ping sends a jolt straight to my core, my hand slipping between my legs as I rub my clit, whispering to myself. ‘Oh Poppy, you are an insatiable cockwhore, look at you masturbating to their words, you deserve to be passed around like the cumdump you are, keep teasing them, you dirty little tramp.’

And it wasn't until I wanted to take out the trash and instead took out my briefcase did I realize I needed to shut it all off. Even if it was just for one night. And it seemed like the only thing that would fix this disorientation was a hard fuck. That was the primary reason I was pushing through the door of the gay bar. For a fuck, and to unwind. The place was loud with people laughing and gyrating on the dance floor. I plugged in my ear buds to avoid the loud music as I ordered a whiskey at the counter. The bartender passed it to me quietly after payment and I moved toward the back.

As we lay there, sated and satisfied, I knew this was just the beginning of a night that would change everything. Garrett Hartley had given me the best birthday present a girl could wish for, and I couldn't wait to explore the depths of pleasure he had promised.