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Veronica could not help but comment on his paranoid sickness. "How could it be impossible?" "Alright, I'll figure another method to examine myself," she said. The man was getting annoyed with Veronica. "Additional inspections?" Jaxon fixed his red gaze on her for a long time. Then, suddenly, he grinned, and a hint of mockery could be seen on his thin lips. "Veronica, do you prefer to be stripped nude and seen by men?" Veronica was sitting against the bed when she heard the words, and her face immediately turned white.

But as I scrolled further, the praise shifted. My name was replaced by his. Jaxon Thorne. The school's digital bulletin had his face plastered across the header, followed by a gallery of photos from the post-game press conference. One shot, in particular, made my thumb freeze on the screen. He was shirtless in the locker room, his skin glowing with a light glow of sweat that made the ink on his arms pop. Every muscle in his abdomen was illustrated, a deadly landscape of shadow and strength. The memory of the locker scene—the way he had pinned me, the way he had forced that shameful sound from my throat—flashed behind my eyes like a strobe light.

Who was standing half-naked. Rex.

Sean kissed her ear, "Jenna...am I making you uncomfortable?" "No, you're not," Jenna tried to pull away from him, "you should take a shower soon, the water's ready." Sean smiled and leaned his head into her face: "Don't you like being close to me?" "I like it!" Jenna closed her eyes nervously. "Do you think I can't see your expression now?" Sean laughed. "I'm just kidding! Whether you like it or not, you still have to serve me." Jenna was stunned. She opened her eyes and turned around to see the man standing naked in front of her. When she accidentally saw his cock between his legs, she immediately looked away.

Johnson was intoxicated too. Johnson sniffed in the smell. “It’s an aphrodisiac, boy. You are incredibly handsome, do you know that?” Nate stood by the door still trying to understand what was going on. Johnson’s eyes trailed his body, his eyes locked on the tight leather shorts. His mouth positively watered at the sight of Nate’s young, supple body. “Take off your clothes.” Nate frowned at the order. “Sir?” Johnson didn’t hear him. He hurriedly divested himself of his suit until it he was dressed in just briefs and his vest. He took off his vest and his pudgy belly dropped over his waist. Then he removed his briefs to expose his erect cock.

SOFIA JOHNSON The man appears in front of me completely naked. He is tall and muscular, with black hair streaked with a few strands of gray. He must be at most around 45 years old. There are several tattoos on his arms and back. Water droplets slide down his body, and I lift my head before I end up looking at his dick. He stops, surprised, and stares at me. "Who the hell are you?" His voice is deep, firm, but I detect a hint of astonishment.

She yelled at him. 'I took them and my fellow friends watched you naked, we sparked your soft bouncing arse. " He uttered with an evil smirk on her lips. Jenna felt irritated and ashamed at that moment. She wished the ground could just open and swallow her up. Without showing off the pain she felt, she sighted her clothes at the far end and stood up to pick it up. The four guys looked at her with a strange facial expression on their faces. "We have records of your nudes. Damien uttered which made her stop instantly.

The next dancer stepped out from the shadows of the locker room, already shrugging off his robe. His name was Jaxon, tall and powerfully built with smooth, dark skin that gleamed under the lights. His cock hung heavy and thick even while soft, swinging between his strong thighs as he walked straight toward me with that confident stride. I licked my lips and felt my pussy throb again. The taste of Tommy still lingered on my tongue, but I was already starving for more.

I worked out regularly, both at a Thai Boxing school and at a Crossfit gym, and prided myself on staying in excellent shape. I came out of the bathroom shirtless, and found Sasha on the bed, laying face down in just her skimpy bikini bottoms. Her top lay next to her. Instantly, I felt my cock begin to thicken in my shorts. I was embarrassed, but it was an instinctive reaction that I couldn't help. She was just so damn sexy. I didn't harden all the way though, and I didn't think my daughter noticed my predicament. "Can you put lotion on me, Daddy?"

The man is absolutely massive, and the fabric smells entirely of him—sandalwood, and a faint hint of the wine we shared. As I button it up, my mind flashes back to his gravelly voice in the dark: “Does that pathetic excuse for a husband ever make you beg?” My breath hitches just remembering the sheer, dominant weight of him. I pad quietly down the hardwood hallway, my bare feet making no sound until I reach the threshold of the kitchen. Jaxon is standing with his back to me. He’s completely shirtless, wearing nothing but low-slung, heather-grey sweatpants that cling to the heavy muscles of his thighs and glutes. The morning light catches the intricate ink trailing up his spine and wrapping a