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Joe murmured aloud as Carmen next pulled off her tank top, revealing her own large breasts. Jenna Jameson was last, her tits just as mouthwatering as she pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders and peeled it down to just above her waist. “Well this has to be the biggest collection of tits we’ve had for some time,” said Kent, licking his lips. “I bet you feel right at home Bambi?”

I stormed into my office only to growl when I saw Jenna in my chair, naked. She smiled seductively, or at least she thinks she’s seductive, her long hair brushed forward over her shoulders to barely hide her breasts. “Good morning, Alpha,” she purred, intentionally moving her hair to reveal pebbled almond-colored nipples. “GET THE FUCK OUT!” I roared, Jericho’s voice overlapping with mine. Her eyes went wide with terror as she jumped out of my chair. She was shaking with fear, and I knew my eyes were red.

We had a spectacular time with your honey, it's a pity that being committed men you don't respect those commitments and have simply dedicated themselves to enjoying worldly pleasures, which disgust us, but Yenna and Dakota, now you know who you were with, check the chats sent from your cell phones to your partners, kisses, sincerely, Red and Blue" "Who the is red and blue?" Which chat? —a shiver began to run through my body, Joshua had his phone in his hand and showed it to me, the women with whom Ernest had arrived appeared in some photos taken from his cell phone, completely naked on him, worst of all, doing inappropriate acts, but the images reflected as if he was having an with them. I f

Now, I could not blame him for nagging. If I were in his shoes, I would probably have had a fit. The caption beneath the picture was worse. It made me recoil as if slapped. It read, DRUNKEN TOP MODEL, ZORA WALTERS CAUGHT ON CAMERA WITH HER EX, ELLIOT GARRETT AT A BAR.

I stop in my tracks when the door opens to reveal Jenna. Fuck! She’s wearing nothing but a white bedsheet, her white hair loosely curled and hanging down her back. She looks like a Goddess! “Jenna,” I swallow hard, not able to articulate what I want to say. My eyes roam over Jenna’s body. There’s not much exposed but her shoulders and the bottom of her legs. But I know that she’s naked beneath that sheet. What the fuck is she trying to do to me? “Like what you see?” Jenna asks with a hint of cheek in her voice.

Jenna slammed her hands down on the table and stood up. She drew the attention of everyone in the hall. “If you think for a second that I will play second fiddle to that little Omega, you are sadly mistaken,” she stated. I felt my face go red as everyone knew I was the Omega she was speaking about. “She is nothing but trouble, and needs to leave,” she added as tears formed in her eyes.

He glances at it, and I watch his whole posture change in an instant — shoulders squaring, jaw tightening, the warmth from a moment ago gone like it was never there. "What is it," I ask. "Jenna. She finally got a clean still from the parking structure footage." He turns the screen toward me, and my stomach drops straight through the balcony floor. It's not a full face. Just a partial profile, caught for half a second under a streetlamp as the car pulled out. But it's enough. I know that jawline. I know that posture. "That's not Octavia," I say slowly, my champagne glass forgotten in my hand.

Across the room, someone else joins in—Jenna, I think, one of the quieter ones from the group, her clothes shed now, body pale and curvy as she crawls over to Kael and Elara. She positions herself under Elara, face up, and starts licking at her clit while Kael keeps thrusting, tongue flicking out to lap at the juices coating Elara’s folds. Elara’s reaction is immediate, her body shaking, cries turning sharper as she grinds down against Jenna’s mouth. “Oh fuck, yes, eat me while he fucks me,” Elara pants, her hand reaching down to hold Jenna’s head in place. The sight pushes me closer to the edge, my hips snapping up into Thalia faster, the slap of our skin echoing, sweat beading on my forehe

said Ralph. Jenna was uneasy, she felt something but she didn't know what it was, the appointment scheduled for Saturday also had her anxious, she wanted to be back in the arms of her handsome chosen one, the God of Sex. "Ay papasito rico, quiero sentirte dentro de mí, lo mejor que he hecho es guardar mi virginidad para darsela a quien yo quise, a ese hombre que me trae loca de atar, este blog está buenísimo, estoy aprendiendo bastante, le voy a dar la sorpresa se voy a chupar la de lo lindo, bueno en el dildo me sale muy bien, lo único son las arcadas parece que me ahoggogo, mi hermoso la tiene más grande".

She rushed to where Ignacio was tending to the flowers. "Hey, babe. Jenna fell into the trap. We have to go get her now" "Wow! That's great. Let me get changed then" He said and they both went back into the house. Ignacio got ready and they both left to get their one biggest threat to the pack. They got to Anita's office before Jenna and had hidden behind the cabinets. Amber went on live on her I*******m page for people to see the kind of person Jenna really is. Moments later, a knock was heard on the door; it was Jenna.