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As Ace flipped through the pages, the soft crackling of the paper filled the space. Ace's fingers moved skillfully over the pages, his eyes scanning each drawing with a mix of pain and yearning. As he turned the pages, I leaned in closer, mesmerized by his talent, my gaze fixed on his strong fingers gently handling each page. Each one unveiled a new design, a new narrative. On one page, I saw a boy gazing at a river, his face reflecting deep sorrow.

" Serena said, as she gets the paper from Benjie. "Look, you don't have to take this seriously. What's written there is a total rubbish!" Benjie enunciated. Serena still decided to read the comments. "The Editor-in-Chief's corner is full of bullshit and crap contents!" "Why not just dissolve the Scribble Club? The articles they publish are worthless!" Serena angrily tore each paper with negative comments, while Benjie and Tommy just watches her in silence.

He's less tense now, and treats me more like a human being than a tool for finding werewolf artifacts. Talking about werewolf artifacts reminded me of our recent trip. This is what drew my attention to Rafe. "Rafe, are we going to look for other artifacts after this?" "Yes, but I haven't gotten any information yet." "And how about the grimoire? The wolf mentioned yesterday that the grimoire is the key." "I believe in it as well, but I don't know what secrets the grimoire holds," Rafe replied to my earlier question.

“Lila? You up yet? I brought coffee!” My heart hammered. Ethan smirked and thrust a little harder, making me whimper. He covered my mouth with his hand, eyes gleaming. “Be quiet while I fuck you, Lila. Or do you want her to find out how much you love your best friend’s brother’s cock?” The risk made everything hotter. I nodded frantically, sucking on his fingers as he continued those deep, lazy strokes. My breasts bounced gently with each thrust. He leaned down to suck one nipple into his mouth, biting just enough to send sparks straight to my clit.

“You are pathetic.” Her body flinched at my words, but another wave of shivers covered her arms. “Dirty little doll.” The more I talked, the more her nipples were standing at attention, the more her breathing was getting heavier, the more her hands were gripping the fabric they were tied with. My fingers traced her leg. “I bet you are one of the people who like reading p**n books in public.” I moved to her other leg, gripping her ankle. “I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.”

Greetings to all my wonderful readers! As you've likely noticed, I have actual artwork of my characters for the cover of my book now. This was a commission I paid for from a very dear artist friend by the name of Rydi on DeviantART also known as lucia-garcia on ArtCorgi. We've known each other for a long time now, and I was super happy she gave me permission to use the old commissions in this way, so if you like her style, feel free to check her out.

Liam aimed first, a strong stream of piss arcing from his softening cock, soaking the lace yellow, the acrid smell filling the car as it splashed onto my thighs and pussy, warm and degrading. The guard joined, his urine mixing, drenching the fabric completely, rivulets running down my legs. “Your trophy,” Daddy said, pressing the sopping panties against my mound, rubbing the mess into my skin. “Wear them all night, feel the reminder.” I slumped against the wheel, body humming with aftershocks, cum and piss drying sticky on me, a satisfied haze settling in. Filthiest thing ever, marked like their territory. Can’t wait for round two at home. up soon