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I made love to her mother four more times that night and she capped her moms pussy after each session so by morning all of my sperm in her mom made her look pregnant. Kayla was a younger version of her mom with her breasts per b-cups , the same flat abdomen long legs , silky soft tanned skin. Long golden brown silky hair. Her body was not as petite and her face was her own. Her eyes were brown with a slightly larger nose and her mouth was a little larger. She had her own mischievous grin and a twinkle in her eyes. She was a very enthusiastic lover quickly taking control of our session. She knelt on top of me riding my cock like i was a bucking bronco and she was trying to break me.

I watched as she took out a couple of popcorn from the kitchen cabinet and I was about to lend her a hand when I noticed a note pinned against their refrigerator. I frowned and read it loudly, "An advice for my Quinn today: Don't forget the dirty talks you tolerantly trained for a year from the mythological Sexopedia we discovered thousands of years ago under my bed. Love lots, K.S.?" I turned to Quinn confused and I found her gaping at the note with a shocked expression on her face. "Who's K.S.?" I asked, trying not to think of the horrible idea of this person was talking about on the note. My Quinn? Sexopedia? Dirty talks? It seemed like this person was making a sexual point.

Curiosity takes me to the amateur category. Anus and Andy. The Sperminator. Star Whores. The Last Anal Hero. Come learn then cum. I finally click on the one looking decent from all. I look up and do a mini prayer, I am so going to hell for watching this. The video plays in black and white, there are two guys who are intimately touching each other while they stand in front of a huge mirror. Well, it doesn't look that bad. It's like dudes hugging each other.

Kath answered plainly. “What?!” Anna stood up in shock. “Your sister’s insane! Haven’t you always told me you love Zach?” “I tell Keona every day that I love Zach.” “Kath, you’ve been hiding something from me all this time, haven’t you?” “Anna, I forbid you from reading my past illegally,” Kath gasped, realizing that Anna was trying to read her memories. “Kath… Alpha Zach is your mate?”

I stress out my point. Getting the lecture room the class pretty much went silent and that didn't go so well with me. "He's a public Figure they would know who is who. And it says that you confirmed that Kayla is your baby mamacita." Grayson adds as we take our seats for our common class. (FYI : Kira is doing a pediatrician degree. Don't do the years, calculation it won't make sense but yah just know that.)

Santana yelled as she was ushered back to the dance floor by about three different guys all waiting for their chance to get a dance with her. “Hey fallon, I overheard your conversation with Kai earlier. I think it might be best if you listen to him. He knows Kassius better than anyone. Maybe you should be careful.” Xander told me. “You too Xander? What is it with everyone thinking they know what is best for my love life? How about everyone stop trying to control me and let me make my own choices. Who knows, maybe Kassius is my mate?” I snapped

“Smile for the camera, tour slut. Fans are gonna see what their favorite new manager looks like getting her throat used like a fleshlight on a stranded bus.” Jax didn’t tease, just lined up and slammed home in one go. Balls-deep, no mercy. The stretch burned so good i screamed around Ryde’s cock. He groaned, fucked my face harder from the vibration. “Fuck she’s tight,” Jax snarled. “Clenching like she’s terrified we’ll pull out. Joke’s on you whore; you ain’t getting a break till every hole’s leaking our cum.” Kai spat on his fingers, loud, wet and shoved two straight into my ass. No warning, no lube except spit and the mess running out of my cunt. Rough. Impatient.

“You want ruthless? Fine. Bend over that table and spread your legs like the slut you are for me.” I obeyed instantly, bending over the table, hiking my skirt up to my waist and kicking my heels apart. My soaked panties clung to my pussy, the lace dark with arousal. Kai yanked them down in one sharp tug, letting them pool at my ankles. “Jesus Christ, look at this messy cunt,” he groaned, slapping my ass hard enough to sting. He spread my cheeks with both hands, exposing me completely. “You’re still leaking my cum from earlier because your greedy pussy couldn’t get enough, could it?”

The bottle spun and landed on Kayla. Kayla was a petite little slut-in-the-making — long black hair, huge tits for her frame, and an ass that begged to be grabbed. They stepped into the closet. The second the door closed I heard them. Wet, sloppy kissing. Moaning. Then Rachel’s low, husky voice: “Fuck, your tits feel so good…” I clenched my thighs together, my clit throbbing. A minute later I knocked. “One minute, sluts.” When they came out, Rachel’s lips were puffy and shiny, and Kayla’s shirt was crooked. Rachel looked right at me and licked her lips. My heart stopped.