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Jessy asked while rested her elbow at the counter island. "Jessy!!" Marigold looked around to see if anyone was coming. If ever, she might be gossiped about again because of Jessy's joking. "Just kidding. It's good that I can finally see you smile, but seriously......" Jessy took a mug and coffee. "Don't ever put your heart on a playboy, otherwise you'll get hurt." Marigold stopped sipping her coffee, she looked at Jessy. She feels like as if this friend of hers knows something about her and chardon.

He actually stopped and froze for a second as he stared at Jess then a smile came over his face, "Damn, old Lex was right. You sexy as hell!" He then, just like Lex, walked up to the chair, dropped his pants and sat down. And just like before Jess went straight to work sucking that long black dick like it was the last dick she'd ever see. And that's how the next few hours went. Just a parade of black men, some short, some tall, some fat, some skinny, some young, and some old walked through that door. And Jess serviced them all; she did not discriminate. Some finished quick, others took some time. Some liked to take her long blonde hair in their hands and force her head back and forth literal

Willow tried to reason. "And I choose the world's most A-lists assholes that anyone has ever met, " Jess said. "Never trust my opinion on guys . Most of them are jerks". This was way too deeper than Jess was showing. It was not just some of her desires or some kinky fantasies of hers. Sex was just a way that made her feel better about herself by someone. She wanted to be desired or wanted to be wanted even if it was for a few moments. Men desired her but she never got what she wanted or needed in her life till now.

I murmured in confusion, not daring to meet his eyes. "Was his dick big, hard, and sharp? Did he use his tongue? How many times did you orgasm? Tell me everything!" Jessy giggled and grinned widely, appearing terrified. "A secret," I said in between sighs. "What the fuck?!" Jessy groaned in annoyance.

Suddenly I get paged on the walkie-talkie the company issued. "Mark, can you please meet me in my office?" Ugh, I swear this woman is going to get us caught. No one can know that Jessika and I are actually married. She had her job to do and she failed. I still don't get how she couldn't do one single thing. The woman is hot as hell and every man at the office already drools over her. Is Alaric gay? I mean shit all she had to do was bag him so we would have more control of the company.

“You know, I’ll bet there are cameras all over this place. Some poor bastard is getting quite a show.” Jessie’s moan choked at the back of her throat as her whole body was seized by an agonizing throb. She arched her back as he curled his fingers back inside her pussy. “Give it to him.” With a low chuckle, Marcus went down on one knee. Her sling-back clattered to the ground as he slung her leg over his shoulder. His smile widened as he tilted his head back.

My finger moved on its own. His profile—blue checkmark, 4.2M followers—featured a new Story. I went back to the main video. The comments kept popping up on the screen. @TateFan420: "OnlyFans with that body? Must be earning peanuts. Who wants to see that thing undressed. Bet she smells like a seafood dumpster." @Sigma342: "Look at her thighs jiggle when she walks! Built like that and acts like she's hot? Delusional."

No more hiding, no more quick fucks in the shadows. Just us, her body under mine on a sun-drenched beach, my big cock filling her as she screamed my name to the waves. I could see it: Jessy in a tiny bikini, her curves on display, me pinning her to the sand, thrusting slow and deep while she whispered, "Harder, Daddy—make me your whore." The idea stirred me, my cock twitching in my pants as I imagined breeding her under foreign stars, her pussy milking every drop.

In the video, Jessy—clearly drunk—grabbed Reno’s collar, pulled him down on top of her, kissed him repeatedly, bit his ear, then slowly unbuttoned his shirt one by one. “W—Wait…” Jessy swallowed. “This… this is me?” Reno nodded calmly. “Yes. That’s you.” Jessy stared blankly as the video showed her crawling to Reno’s neck, whispering, “I WANT THIS, COME ON TOUCH ME,” then dragging Reno onto the bed. “I…” Jessy choked. “I was the one who started it?” Reno nodded again. “Yes.” Jessy immediately hid under the blanket. “OH MY GOOOOOD!!!”

Maybe because Jessy used to feel like she had friends who were single like Fanny, so she didn’t feel so humiliated like this. From the first, Fanny had liked Jojo, but her feelings were never reciprocated. Only now did Jojo accept it. Meanwhile, Nayla even though Arkan is gone, she already has two men who want her. Meanwhile, Jessy, from the past until now, is still single. “Don’t act like a psychic who seems to know everything, who else feels like that? Me? It’s normal,” said Jessy. She is still selling dearly and doesn’t acknowledge the truth of Tarno’s words.