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and with that word Jamie undressed, completely nude In Front of Lucien Lucien isn't sexually attracted to anyone but strangely he got aroused. Lucien was surprised as he looked at the big bulge down there First his blood is so irresistible and he might be obsessively addicted to it then secondly he gets aroused easily. What's happening? Lucien asked himself, his gaze not leaving the free nude he was watching. “This is bad," he thought and smirked “Jamie Jamie you'll regret this,” With that Lucien pinned him to the bed, Jamie's whole body was hot and he was restless, Lucien raised his hand and spanked Jamie's ass “be good", Jamie who wasn't expecting that subconsciously let out a moan.

Chapter 41:She was very tight "Do it, Janine, you know you want it. You're a slut and you want Michael to fuck your precious cunt with his big, thick, hard cock, don't you?" Lucy let go of Janine's blouse and the brunette began to undress. First the blouse fell to the floor, then her bra; her breasts were full with large areolas topped by thick, erect nipples. Then the zip of her hip-hugging pants was undone, sliding down between her buttocks, and the fabric was pulled down her legs leaving her wearing only a tiny white thong. As Janine reached for it Lucy stopped her, hooking her own fingers into the sides of the cotton garment and pulling it away from Janine's shaved pussy. "Naughty girl,

No, this wasn’t— The photo was unmistakable. Lucy. Wearing barely anything—soaked, startled, vulnerable. Her red underwear was torn at the waistband, her skin damp, her arms crossed in a desperate attempt to cover herself. And then another photo—this time, she was in the spring, water clinging to her body, her expression twisted in what looked like pain and humiliation. The caption? “Royal breeder or Royal Disgrace? Alpha Ellison’s consort caught flaunting herself behind palace walls.”

Lisa turned to Santiago and Luciana who at that moment was tasting her glass of wine. —Do you also want to get married here? — Luciana immediately began to cough, the wine had gone the other way when she heard the woman utter words, Santiago had also been surprised, but he did not dislike the idea, especially since he had not planned to remarry. A frightened Irina ran up to her friend and started hitting her back. —Don't worry, honey, nothing's wrong. — Luciana just nodded, to let him know that she was fine. -I said something wrong? —the lady asked, scared.

Father Lucas took a step back, admiring the sight as if he were standing before a profane relic. “Look at this dripping little slut… ready to be profaned. Look at that open pussy, all red, drooling like a bitch in heat. And that little asshole winking right below… so pink, so tight… today it’s going to meet the priest’s cock too, but first I’m going to destroy this cunt again.” Clara was breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling, her entire body trembling with anticipation. She held her own thighs, keeping her legs spread wide, offering herself completely.

Lucien asked, propping himself up on an elbow. ​ “If we review the records, it’ll probably be you,” Audrey teased. ​ “You’re probably right,” He laughed. “Let’s not push our luck.” He slid out of bed, and Audrey was treated a full show of nude body. A rush of memories of what he did her with that body all night long and a shiver ran through her. ​ “Cold?” Lucien asked as he wrapped himself in robe. There was a devilish gleam in his eye.

“Don’t hide from me. Not tonight.” His fingers found the zipper on the side of my dress and pulled it down with deliberate slowness. The fabric whispered as it fell, pooling at my feet. I stood there in nothing but black lace underwear, fighting the urge to cover myself. Lucien’s eyes darkened. “Exquisite,” he breathed. He circled me once, like he was admiring something he now owned. Then he stopped in front of me and unhooked my bra, letting it drop. My nipples tightened instantly under his gaze. He hooked his fingers into my panties and slid them down my legs, leaving me completely bare.

She stood in her underwear, and Eros didn't look away. She unclasped her bra and let it fall, then slipped off her panties. Now she was completely naked—her eyes firm and challenging. "Do I look confused to you, Eros? Because I assure you—I'm not. Even if this is a mistake, even if it's wrong—I want you." Eros swallowed—his eyes instinctively traveling down her body. Lucy stepped out of her sandals, approached the tub, and slowly stepped into the water. She straddled him, not looking away.

he said. “You’re very used to giving orders.” “And you’re very bad at refusing them.” She walked to the bed anyway. Lucien followed. He pulled the shirt over her head and let it fall, leaving her naked under his gaze. For a long moment he just looked at her, eyes moving over her breasts, her stomach, the bare skin between her thighs with open hunger. “Lie back and spread your legs.”

She lowered her head in-between and licked her. “C'mon Lucia, do the fucking shit.” Arabelle said, feeling the sensation around her body. Lucia finally tore the pants off and dipped her middle finger into her. “Mmm” Lucia pulled out and went in again. In and out slowly she began, she added one more finger and grind it faster. “Ohh…. Yes… faster…. Fuck” Arabelle moaned putting her fingers into her mouth also feeling the pleasure. “Say my name Arabelle.” Lucia said gently.