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Layla kept going until Adeyemi whimpered, oversensitive, then rose up. “Turn over,” Layla said. Adeyemi did—on her knees, ass up, face pressed to the pillow. Layla knelt behind her, kissed the small of her back, then lower—tongue tracing the curve of her ass, teasing the sensitive skin. She spread Adeyemi’s cheeks gently, licked slow circles around her back entrance while fingers slid back into her pussy—three this time—pumping steady.

He touched my neck and slid his hands down my breasts. “You’ve gotten prettier, how do you manage to do it?” he said with a frisky tone. “What are you talking about, I don't know you,” I retorted, moving away from him. “You don't need to know me, it's not important anymore,” he replied, grabbing my arms with a firm grip and slamming me to the floor. His tongue grazed my breast as he crawled up to my face and softly bit my neck. “Orders were to kill you, but I figured out it's better to have you for myself once again, Lena,”

We were innocent before that drive—curious, but not like this. I found Ethan in his room, laptop open, one of the videos paused on a scene of rough anal. My pussy fluttered with nervous excitement. “No distractions today,” he said, voice low. “House is empty for hours. Let’s try it… like in the video.” I nodded, heart racing. We stripped each other slowly, kissing deeply. His hands roamed my body, squeezing my ass. “We don’t have to if you’re scared,” he whispered, almost sweet. “But the video made it look so good… I want to feel all of you, Lily.”

"Of course, they won't. They're tight as fuck. I had two cocks in my butthole last night." "Wow," this came from me. I've never had anal sex before... probably don't know it would feel like having Knoxx's cock in my ass. "Why the surprise, Rena? The president hasn't fucked you in your fat ass before?" Layla hit her again, this time at the back of her head. "What? It's only a harmless question." I shook my head.

“Layla.” “No, hear me out! He’s a private gynecologist. Dr. Jay Lee. He’s discreet. Professional. Smart as hell. And he looks like a Korean actor, I doubt you’ll be needing any touching to get wet.” I blinked. “So, hot.” “So hot he could bring a nun out of celibacy.” “Layla.” “I’m serious!” she laughed. “He helped me once. You know… when I had that little ‘reaction’ to my ex’s latex kink—”

“Hey babes, let's go make a tiktok video.” Layla looks up from her iPad then back to me, but I'm too shocked by Gianna's comment and more so because it's not the first time I've heard it. Layla runs to place her iPad safely on the little desk Caelum had someone put in the house for her and waves to me. I feign a grin, waving to both her and Gianna as they walk out.

Emails. G***l was her work profile. Not that. Wait. Personal. Photos, maybe. I swiped and checked her photos, seeing a folder at the bottom with Layla in a yellow dress as the wallpaper. The picture was old. I tapped on it and the wallpaper was a facade. The album contained other pictures. A woman with black hair in a jumpsuit. Another man was beside her. Bella was there. Andrew was too. And at the far end of the picture, Layla and Aiden. With his hands seizing her waist. Like they were his. Like she was his.

Maybe. 'Never mind, Teddy, let's go and get ready. There's always a few eager early birds and they'll be along sometime soon.’ *** Lala lay in the bath. She had brought her drink with her. She did not really wash, just lay there in the hot water. Hanging on the wall next to the shower head was a sponge shaped like an erect penis. Lala looked at it and lazily stroked her labia majora. Though she did masturbate on occasion, she always preferred the attention of a lover, much in the same way as she always preferred someone else to roll her spliffs and pour her drinks. If she had retained enough powers of self analysis through her descent into alcoholic oblivion, she may well have realised that

Her disheveled appearance betrayed the struggle it had taken to surpass the guards, but she stood resolute, her gaze hardening as it landed on Kaila and Jeremy—naked, his cock semi-flaccid, and her hole spread across the chair yearning for air. Their faces turned to her at once—Kaila’s face smeared with cum and Jeremy’s face wet with squirt pee. “Kaila!” Layla’s voice was sharp, filled with venom, ignoring the grotesque scene. “I know you did this! How dare you use the Umbral Stalkers for your dirty plans.” Kaila didn’t flinch. Instead, she arched an eyebrow, unimpressed by the intrusion. “Who allowed this wretch into my chamber?” Kaila yelled as Jeremy rushed to put on his trousers.

I exaggerated. "Sleepover tonight… Tessa and I got some pussy appointment so you will be disturbing us anyways except you wanna join." Layla winked at me. "No, I rather be with Riley, Tessa, please tell your girlfriend to stop being sexual around me." I told her before getting up to undress. I heard Layla whisper something. "Is it just me or her boobs keep getting bigger everyday?." "Riley is the only one who gets to enjoy these beautiful breast."