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Genna is my favorite slut, I call her and she comes, her calling me wasn't part of the agreement. "What do you want?" I asked getting angry already "So it's true?" She said "What's true?" I asked "Oh please don't deny it. It's true that you and that bimbo are dating huh. You guys are just pretending to hate each other. Let me make this crystal clear, you are my man and always will be. No stupid bitch can come between us and if they want to" she paused then continued, "I'll remove them from the picture" "I don't get…" She ended the call before I could finish speaking. "Who the hell does she think she is?" I scoffed. To be continued

Hent walked towards Astolfo. The functions that made her record all that's happening have been turned off. Hent was moving on her own. She was so determined to comfort Astolfo on his unrequited love to the person she has the same face, but Astolfo was thinking otherwise, he gave Hent a deep, menacing look and because Hent can't stand too long, her legs wobble and collapsed in front of Astolfo, her black uniform got stretched out causing Astolfo to get a clear view of what he's planning to do.

Her wholehearted smiles always got to him. At night , they were watching a movie in bed , Hoor had chosen harry potter . She slept before the movie ended .she was leaning against him , Arhaan had no plan of pushing her away . He dimmed the lights and laid down. Hoor was practically half laying on him, not that it bothered him .

“ Ahhh F**king good! Oh yess! Ahhh “ She kept on moaning… Then He inserted one finger into her honey pot, there wasn’t more struggle since her pûssy is wide like a hoè. He dip four of his finger In her pûssy and she moan out with her eyes close “ Ahhhhhh, fûck! You aren’t up to Nate standard but you are trying your best, fûck me let me forget about Nate tonight” She gave a high pitch moan. He took one of his her nîpple into his mouth and start feasting on it making her become really wet out of pleasure “ fûck!” She moaned out immediately his mouth touch his nipplë. Her nîpples have been inching her to get suck since Nate left. The guy us doing justice to her nipplë now He kept kept thrusting

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE: THE BIG MAN IS A VIRGIN BOY PT2 ALEX ——— She was scorching hot. And her walls gripped my finger so tight it made my whole body shudder like I’d never known before. I kept my gaze locked on her slick, pink heat as I drove my finger in and out, slow at first, then deeper, harder. Camille’s breath broke into soft moans as she arched off the couch, pushing against me, begging without words for more.

She asked. “Uhm… the part where you guys were intimate.” He said and pursed his lips. “Inti… no, a kiss on the cheek doesn’t count as intimate.” “Well, I can’t kiss you on the cheek, can I? Only Director Leclerc can do that, because he’s your boyfriend and that certainly counts as intimate.” Aria rolled her eyes. “I hate that you have a point. Why were you even out here?”

made my stomach twist, like she was fishing for info, and I wondered if she was trying to figure out if I was competition or something. I shifted in the chair, feeling a fresh trickle of Haiden's cum slip out, warm and thick, soaking into my bikini bottoms more, and it took everything not to gasp out loud. My clit throbbed at the sensation, reminding me how he had rubbed it rough while pounding me, and I had to cross my legs to hide how turned on I still was.

Then I heard footsteps approaching from inside. The door opened, and my entire body instantly went stiff. Professor Thiago stood in front of me. His hair was still damp, like he'd just stepped out of the shower. A few wet strands had fallen across his forehead, and somehow, paired with those ridiculously blue eyes, he looked even more attractive than usual. My knees nearly buckled. Fuck. How was it even legal for someone to look this hot?

she moaned, winding her arms tight around his neck, her vaginal muscles quivering at his first touch. "Your sweet little cunt is wet and hot," he murmured, his deep voice like a warm caress. "I love the way your muscles grip my fingers." He added a third finger to the other two, curling the tips to find her sweet spot, massaging it as she began to ride him. The sound of the music drifted out to them, surrounding them, their movements matching the rhythm like an erotic dance.

Dax The kickass look in her eyes makes my dick hard. The burn of desire is gone and now she burns with hatred. And all that hatred centers on me. I know exactly where she gets her temper. Fox was like that too. Hot and cold. Warm never worked into the equation for him. I guess I’m convinced she’s who she says she is. Why the hell would a Hispanic woman show up at this club? There’s not exactly a welcome mat out front for anyone with dark skin. Claiming to be his daughter is too crazy not to be true.