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"You shameless bitch!!! " the woman shouted at Vivoree with a strong slap. Vivoree didn’t expect that so she was surprised to receive it then. She held her cheek and looked back at the woman. She badly wanted to glare at her but she can't. She mustn't do that to an elder. "Why did you do that to me? " Vivoree asked, which made the woman even angrier. "Wow!! You still have the guts to ask!!" the woman shouted as she cross her arms, "Aren't you, my boyfriend's girlfriend! You should know the consequences of stealing one's boyfriend! You fucking hooker!!"

he ventured, scared shitless, but daring to say the one word he knew might spell their ultimate doom. Not love, but girlfriend. More than a whore or fuck buddy. She was his though. Even fucking girlfriend wasn't enough. He started fucking her properly then, with deep, punishing strokes that made the whole shelf shake. Destroying her savagely, like he knew she liked it. Just barely clinging to the edge, desperate to make the moment last longer. Be inside her just a little longer. “Girlfriend. You never … called me that before,” she moaned, frustrated with her heart for loving the word so much as her brute boyfriend slammed her into priceless novels.

girls shifted in their seats, their confident facades beginning to crack. “What happened in there?” one asked, leaning away as the girl ran past. “He’s a beast!” the girl cried out. “He’s a monster in a suit!” “Who? Mr. Sterling?” Constance, the girl in the green outfit, asked with a sneer. “Maybe you just weren't up to his standards.” Annabel, who had been watching the scene with growing dread, couldn't stay silent anymore. The girl was clearly in pain, and Constance was enjoying it.

"If we separate from the group, we are vulnerable. The woods are... hungry." "Great. Hungry woods. Just what I wanted." "Hey, Boy Scouts," Kieran’s voice cut in. Kieran swaggered over, flanked by Jessica. He looked agitated. His usual smirk was replaced by a tight, angry line. The "Perfect Couple" narrative was eating away at his screen time, and he knew it. "Ready to get dirty, Doc?" Kieran asked. "Or are you going to let your bodyguard carry you through the mud?"

"Wait, isn't she a Valley girl?" Unfortunately, my mango seltzer wasn't doing much of anything for me, when I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Your girlfriend is here." Stacy whispered quietly into my ear, and I turned around to glare at her. "Stop it." I warned, which made her giggle. I watched her as she rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at me, desperately trying to stop thinking about the technicalities of our friendship.

When I was busy with my dress, Lane and her girlfriend stormed into the restroom, they kissed each other’s mouths passionately as they reached the restroom. “Shit you must be kidding me” I sighed as looking at them through the restroom sink mirror. Her girlfriend was definitely high because if she didn’t, that girl surely would have run when Lane sucked the blood on her neck; but instead of running, it turned the girl on. And things had gone too far when I realized Lane almost drained that girl’s blood, I hurriedly run toward them and separate the two of them, the girl’s limp body fell onto the floor, her face planting to the ground right away.

“No, not at all! It’s delicious.” That was the truth. In fact, it was better than anything she had ever eaten. Forgetting her nerves, Aria took another bite of the steak, closing her eyes in delight. “Mm!” Cyrrus looked at her, amused. “You seem to really like it. It’s my first time seeing a girl go for a rare, though.” “You get the most out of the taste this way.” Aria sliced another chunk of meat, watching the blood drip from her fork. She made sure to catch every last drop on her tongue, moaning, “It’s sho good!”

“Finally, some real content.” I picked a random video. Two guys and a girl. I didn’t even think. Just clicked. He raised a brow, but didn’t say shit. We both liked that MFM tension, even if we never talked about it. Minutes passed. The girl was on her knees, taking turns swallowing their cócks, moaning like she was born for it. The room got quiet, thick with tension. My eyes flicked to Clarke’s lap. The bulge in his boxers was impossible to ignore.

The lady gasped in pain as a pair of strong hands encircled her throat and the other girls shuddered in horror, they watched helplessly as the girl continued gasping until she lay stiff as a board, unmoving. " The two of you" Cerek pointed at the shivering duo " kiss me" Seeing the dead body of the first girl lying in the tub, the other two didn't hesitate as they took turns kissing the disgusting scar on Cerek's face while they tried to suppress the bile that rose to thier throat. ****

Her last boyfriend had been selfish in bed, and it had been months since anyone touched her. She swallowed hard. “Fine. But only my shoulders and back. Nothing weird. And if I say stop, you stop immediately. Got it?” Vorath’s lips curved into a slow, fanged smile. “As you wish.” He moved closer. Two thick tentacles slid under her tank top from the bottom, cool and smooth against her warm skin. They pressed firmly along her spine, kneading the tight muscles with surprising strength and precision. The suckers latched gently and released in rhythmic pulses, almost like a thousand tiny massages.