Novel & Cerita Glamrock Freddy X Gregory

"It was his idea for Freya to marry Paul. Now he refuses to admit that Paul's the one who killed her. But worst of all, he threatened to murder me if I didn't go along with what he wants. I want to hurt him for that." Gregory nods slowly. His expression darkens. "You're right. I want to hurt him for that, too." I shift myself again, surprised by his reaction. Does Gregory actually give a shit about me? But no, this is all part of his game. I adjust my legs, letting him look. I should be ashamed of using my body like this, but I'm tired of playing nice. I'm not the type of person to roll over and do nothing. I have to take a little charge and fight back.

Greg pulled Francie over his face and buried his tongue deep into her pussy eating and licking her up and down until she was riding his face. His hand was busy rubbing her tiny little ass hole using her pussy juice to lubricate it. She started to yell loudly that she was coming. Greg pushed his finger deep in her ass, his tongue sucking all the love juices she squirted out. I had never seen him so excited before and was glad I did this. Not only did it please him, but it pleased me as well.

Lucianne linked Christian, ‘Help Greg!’ Christian seemed hesitant before his queen’s order came out fiercer in her weakened voice, ‘Help Greg Claw, Your Grace. That’s an order.’ He nodded in compliance and left to join the effort to stop Xandar, shifting on the way. Xandar punched Greg to the ground before landing two merciless blows on his face and abdomen. He then held Greg by his neck with one hand and lifted him off the ground. His fingers were slowly tightening, and Greg’s dazed animal began losing air.

He presses his chest against my back, his breath ragged in my ear, one hand slipping around my throat—not squeezing, just holding. “You like causing trouble, don’t you, Legs?” Gregory’s voice is rough, his fangs grazing over my shoulder. I smirk around Jamal’s cock. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Gregory growls. “Bullshit.” Jamal moans, his hips jerking as he fucks my mouth in time with Gregory’s thrusts. My entire body is a live wire, every nerve ignited. My orgasm is building again, coiling low and tight. Gregory’s mouth moves to my ear. “Can I mark you?”

Gregory perks up seeing them and smiles my way. "A treat?"he questions pointing at them. Both girls are drugged, so they just stand there. "Yes, we deserve a treat, and to show I'm not upset at your insolence, I will let you pick first," he looks happy before his face falls. "I'm sorry, Warren. I just heard rumors about Tyler Savage and how brutal he is. It won't happen again. I'm truly sorry, "I sigh as I pat his back and survey our pets. Gregory looks at them with interest and walks around them, checking them out. Both look similar to Angie but aren't her. I sigh sadly. I miss her tight holes. I miss her screaming as I beat and fuck her. I watch Gregory pick and lead his pet off while I ta

I hаd еvеrу іntеntіоn оf fuсkіng Grеg thаt dау, but іnѕtеаd I fоund mуѕеlf on my knees, tаkіng Daddy’s hugе сосk untіl I felt lіkе I соuld tаkе nо mоrе. Grеg dіdn’t ѕееm to mind thоugh. He gruntеd and grоwlеd, grаbbіng mе under thе сhіn and tilting mу fасе uр tо lооk аt hіm. “Look аt mе!” he соmmаndеd “look at mе whіlе I fееd уоu!”

"I believe everyone in this world deserves to be liberated. Even you, love." I groaned. I was so infuriated, I could pull out my hair. I bit the inside of my cheek hard and shut my eyes and counted to five. "Fine." I spoke begrudingly opening them to look at Trace. "I'll do your little bet and say yes for this entire month." Trace beamed. "But not to pervy stuff or anything that could get me arrested, killed or worse expelled!" I yelled. Trace raised his hands in defence. "Hey, I'm not a pervert. And of course. It's all gonna be safe. The point is for you to have fun, Savannah."

He stared at me. "No, it was another woman and a bratty girl who grabbed my wrist forcefully, look." I showed him my wrist; there was a slight pink mark on the skin. "And two weird men, one of them threw me out of the store and nobody did anything. Oh, Greg, Hannah is involved with some kind of gang, I'm sure of it, they're dangerous people!" "How can this girl be so trashy?!" Gregory lamented as much as I did. "She ruined Frederick's life, such a good young man! Poor thing, he tried everything to put Hannah on the right path and look what she did to him."

Greg hissed. He lost control. He grabbed her waist with both hands, his fingers sinking into her skin, and began to pound into her with a violent, frantic rhythm. He didn't care about the noise. He didn't care about the danger. There was only the feeling of her, the way she clamped down on him, the way her moans were turning into high-pitched cries of ecstasy. "AH! YES! DADDY! FUCK ME! BREAK ME!" "I'M GOING TO! I FUCKING PROMISE I WILL BREAK YOU!" Greg roared.

I look him in the eyes, not impressed, and he smiles. “Look at you and Dylan Ashford, he used you for the sex and when his girl fell pregnant, he kicked you to the curb, and look at you…” he says and I smack his hand away as I look out of the window to avoid him being the tears that decide to appear in my eyes. “He might realize what he lost today,” Greg says as he places one hand on my exposed legs. I try to push it away, but he doesn’t budge. “This body is mine to touch today,” he says as he moves his hand upper my thighs.