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She made a halfhearted attempt to cover herself but Stacy just laughed and pinned Tina's hands above her head. "Hey, don't stop on my account," Jenna purred, eyes gleaming with lust as she kicked her clothes aside. "In fact, I want to watch. I want to see what you two can do together." Tina bit her lip, looking uncertain. But the sight of Jenna sticking her fingers in her pussy, pumping them in and out, quickly overtook any reservations. A small moan escaped Tina's lips as Stacy returned to sucking on her tits. Stacy grinned wickedly up at Jenna, taking Tina's nipple between her teeth and tugging playfully. "You want to join in, roomie?" she asked, releasing Tina's nipple with a wet pop.

Sexy? I wasn't sure, but the numbers some creators pulled in made my eyes widen. If I could just push through the shame, maybe I could save her. My name's Jenna, 24, with curves that always turned heads but never paid the bills. Long auburn hair, full breasts that strained against any top, and hips that swayed without trying. I set up the account that afternoon, username 'Jenna Lusts', profile pic a teasing shot of me in lingerie. 'Helping a girl out...join the fun and make a difference,' I captioned it vaguely. No one needed to know about Mom. Not yet.

That deadly, damned huntress! "Get out of my head!" I opened my fangs angrily and roared into the air, only to find that my body was getting hotter and hotter, and my heart was becoming unbearably itchy! I remembered there was some porn stuff on my computer. Jenna had downloaded them before, and she said it would do little help to our sex just by flirting! Poor Jenna! No! Poor me! Now I could only masturbate through those porn thing! My gun was getting ready, waiting for my loading bullets...At this time, those women's faces in the porn movies all changed! They all turned out to be...

"Goddamn, look at her!" Kenny smiled as he watched Danny scroll through dozen photos that he'd pretty much memorized at this point. Jenna, a tall busty blue eyed blonde, was absolute perfection, and it showed in her photos which ranged from an elegant evening gown, to a naughty schoolgirl outfit and lingerie. "Available for erotic shoots." Danny read part of her description. "I am as playful as I am professional and will pose semi-nude. For an additional f*e I am willing to engage in photos portraying simulated sex. I am not an escort or sex worker, so please be professional and a gentleman. Modeling is a career, and to many, art. It's not pornography."

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"Nope, just a hot, twenty-something chick. Her name is Jenna McLean, and she owns the store. She should be a model. I took a picture. I'll send it after we hang up. I should know her life history soon." "Okay. Thanks for checking it out. Have a good night." She tossed her phone onto the passenger seat and moaned painfully while banging her head against the headrest. Well so much for that hunch. "Crap." That was all she had. Maybe she's looking at this all wrong. What is Jenna to Tricia? A friend? A lover? Could she be bisexual? Cassie's phone buzzed with Daniel's incoming picture message. She picked it up to see what Jenna looked like and did a double take. Daniel wasn't kidding; Jenna was g

Cristian, however, remains perfectly still, those silver eyes locked on me, his expression unreadable except for the slow curve at the corner of his mouth. Jenna jumps in without missing a beat. “I am Jenna, and if you don’t take care of my sis, I will hunt you down and sucker punch your face and your El Toro so hard you will NEVER have children. I am talking hospital visits, stitches, the whole fireworks.” We all gasp in unison. “Jenna!”

I need to if I'm going to actually move forward with my life. Somner Aticarr lifts his head up as I grow closer, his arms crossing over his chest and a small smirk playing on his face. He leans back into the tree behind him, a leg kicking up to rest his foot flush against the trunk. "Narine Fischer. To what do I owe the pleasure?" I rest my hands on my hips, my leather jumpsuit smooth against my hands. I'd parted the zipper that runs up to my neck down just enough to show off my cleavage, giving a nice sneak peak to what I'd hidden underneath.

"You don’t have to go. Princess, don’t be rude. Jenna's our guest. Let's eat." "Fiona, you’re still my friend. It’s just that I need an X-rated friend. I need someone who's matured enough to discuss sex positions and experiment with." "Oh my gosh, I don’t swing that way but I think that seems interesting. Should we start experimenting tonight?" Jenna said laughing. "You two are disgusting." Fiona said.

Instead, stood the one person I could never have any sympathy for. Standing by the door, looking as gorgeous as any sadistic bitch would, stood Jenna. Her hair was perfectly straightened, her make-up was perfectly done and wearing a short peach dress and high heels she absolutely glowed. In my head, my wolf growled and I was so close to doing the same.