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I demanded, “get on your back, Kyle. I want to see our girl’s tits jiggling while she rides your dick.” Kyle groaned and pulled out, got in position, and like a good girl, she climbed right on top of her daddy and impaled herself on his glossy dick. My mouth watered thinking about how that dick felt when I used to be the one riding it. Kyle’s cock was a fucking work of art. It was thick and long with a thick vein running the underside.

SKYLER. “You know what? I can’t wait.” Lira smiles at me, her palm cupping my face as she stares into my eyes, and I felt a hint of warmth spread through me. Since I summoned her, I can keep her if I want, right? “Well then, let’s get right to it.” I smirk as I shove her legs wide apart, climbing between them until our dripping cunts kiss—swollen, wet, slippery, cum-smeared folds sliding together with a wet, filthy sound that makes my clit throb.

Lucas smiled, " I can't assure you that I have a lot of information about him but I have quite some" "you have been spying on him ever since you saw him with me right" " Yeah. You are good at guessing. Spare me his history but let me have some information about him, what made you think it can't work. What made you say what you said some minutes ago. "Clint is blind with two things, position and lust" "But I think that he shouldn't be, he being the CEO of a company should have made him lose interest in stuff like that" " He can't"

She might as well confess now. “Maybe I liked it... didn’t you? —I mean you have to admit Sera... it was a little bit sexy when he pulled us across his lap... All muscles and abs. Hitting us enough for us to feel sensitive but not enough to cause real pain.... if you ask me... it’s his way of flirting with us.” Kira said cockily. Sera’s blushed at Kira’s words. Noo... that couldn’t be true.. she couldn’t enjoy being spanked by that monster. Kira was just talking crazy.

“If you weren’t such a serious dick all the time, maybe we could’ve been friends too. Like I am with Alex.” Kieran’s jaw tightened. He didn’t answer. He just turned and walked away. Alex lingered at the bottom of the staircase after Kieran walked away, rubbing his jaw like he was thinking too hard. “I still want a painting of you,” he said, eyes bright. I sighed not having the strength to argue. “Why would you want to paint me?” “Because,” he said, stepping closer but keeping space, “you have the exact heart-shaped face I’ve been searching for. The goddess Flerani. And I thought maybe I could embody her in you.”

TikTok edits, memes, even poorly drawn fan art of me handing her the bear while sparks flew on the ice. Marcus dropped beside me, still scrolling. “Look at this one. ‘Kane buying Danica a teddy bear after trying to break her all season = peak character development.’ There’s already fan art. Someone drew you two on the ice with a teddy bear between you and little hearts floating around. It’s blowing up.”