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She didn't pull away; instead, she leaned into my space, pulling me closer until our lips met in a deep, wet kiss. We clung to each other, our tongues tangling frantically while the two dominant men violently claimed our bodies. The office was filled with the deafening, frantic sounds of skin slapping against skin, loud moans, and heavy, animalistic grunts as both the Alpha and the Beta worked us into the desk, driving the entire room into a state of pure, shameless madness.

Shelby raised her arms up surrendering to her friend. "Sorry." _________________ "And what did you do," Aaron asked with a giggle. "I ran for my life, she is like a lioness running after me," "So, you made a woman run," "Yeah. If I had to wait, she would had embarrassed me and probably take off my disguise," "And you will be bursted," Aaron said giggling. "Stop giggling," "First day you talk about a girl with great seriousness. Is she pretty?" "Pretty!!!" He groaned "yeah, yeah, sure she is pretty and also a lioness,"

“Look, I have months to figure this out. And are either of you ready to be a stepmother, since you clearly have your reason for who you want me to pick.” “Stepmother?” Rebecca asked. “Um…I mean I don’t um…I’m gonna get some food.” “I think I’ll join you.” Lisa agreed. It was now just me and another woman around my age. She just stared at me with intrigue. “You didn’t sleep with any of my baby daddies too, did you?” I asked. She shook her head. “They’re not my type.” “Something against handsome rich men?” “No I’m just a lesbian.” -- Lisa and Rebeca didn’t say much as we ate and the boys looked relieved.

Awaiting the return of Angela and the babies, the entire family of the Lawsons decided to make it a blissful one for them and to all members of the family, including the domestic staff. Suddenly, they heard the horn of a car at the gate. The security man ran to check, and saw it was his madam Angela and her husband. He quickly opened the gate for them and they drove in happily .

Until next time you stay girly and I'll stay in the closet awaiting my best opportunity to finally escape. Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian

I stuttered. A chirpy blonde approached me in all smiles. “Hi, I’m Raina” she introduced, pointing over to a red-haired girl. “And that’s my mate, Sheena. We’re representing the vampire district” Her mate was..a girl? “Raina, you’re...” “I’m a lesbian” She concludes. The smile on her face slowly waxes off as she asks “Does that disgust you?” “Not at all” I say. “I think it’s cute. You two make a cute couple”

Please help me. ALSO I GOT OTHER STORY HERE. PLEASE SUPPORT THEM TOO, - THE SNOWMOON HEALER. - MATED TO THE WOLF KING. - IN HIS WORLD, I BELONG. - THE REJECTED LUNA. (TAGALOG/FILIPINO) - SECOND CHANCE MATE. (TAGALOG/FILIPINO)

This time she locked the door and braced a chair under the handle. “We have to be quieter this time.” she whispered, already pulling my shirt off. She kissed me hard. I kissed her back the same way. We fell onto the bed still warm from earlier. Isabella reached into her suitcase and pulled out a thick purple strap-on and a small bottle of lube. My stomach flipped with fresh heat. “On your back, open your legs wider for me.” she said, her voice low and rough. I obeyed. Isabella strapped the toy on, coated it, and rubbed the thick head through my still-slick folds. She pushed into me slowly at first, watching my face, then thrust deeper until she was buried to the hilt.

Either way, I could hardly move on when I saw how his balls were swinging violently as it slapped against her butt cheeks during sex. “So that's what happened,” I concluded my story. “So in conclusion, you just realized you're gay,” Andrew nodded his head in all seriousness. I was really going to punch this idiot. Skylar rubbed her chin, a small, amused smirk playing on her lips. "Well, Luke, if you're really that curious about the texture and weight... why don't you just reach down and feel your own?" “Why the fuck are you even giving him that—” I blinked, completely deadpan. "I did."

She could be in pain and calling for me— What I see instead when I reach the lake turns my vision dark, bloody red. Ursula is knee deep in the lake, wearing nothing but a yellow bikini. A tiny scrap of one that's already gotten wet, clinging to her pussy and tits like a second skin. Two young men in their early twenties wade in her direction, outfitted in fishing gear. I don't know what the hell passes for handsome, but they sure as shit ain't as ugly as me. "Hey there. You lost?"