Novel & Cerita Lucky Master

He said resting his back on the door wall. "I.... Uhm... how.... do I... uhm, well... earn the right to be... uhm... uhm... fucked... fucked.... By your... uhm... uhm..." "By my cock." Master cuts in. I coughed repeatedly, my eyes staring at the cold tiles. "Yeah, that." I blinked my eyes, squeezing my fingers together.

Yes, Master," before her tongue returned to my dewy folds. Oh, fuck, it felt so good, having my Master fuck my needy pussy while Lisa licked me. I climaxed again, almost asking for permission to cum before remembering I had no restrictions tonight. After a few minutes, he pulled out of me and Lisa's mouth left me to take Master's cock, cleaning our cum off before he thrust into me again. Back and forth he want, three or four minutes in me, thirty to sixty seconds in her mouth before returning to me. I climaxed three more times before Master buried himself to the hilt and I felt him pulsing in my cunt. When he was done, he told Lisa to clean me up, and I felt her licking all the collected cum

Sebastian called the lawyer for an urgent meeting at his home. He couldn’t wait until the next day; he was too excited, almost vibrating with the adrenaline of his discovery. Richard entered the office, adjusting his glasses. “You sounded anxious on the phone.” Sebastian smiled slowly, like a predator who had finally caught the scent of victory. He filled two glasses with a whiskey he rarely took off the shelf and handed one of them to his lawyer and accomplice. “Luck smiled on me,” he confessed quietly, trembling that someone might hear the secret.

Her juices glistened on his fingers and palm, the smell tantalizing him. As he removed his fingers away from her, Anita heard sucking sounds; in curiosity, she raised her head from the pillow, shocked to see her master for the night sucking at his finger like he just finished a delicious meal. All the while, he looked into her eyes with no shame, and being the shameless master he was, he dipped his finger into her again, causing her to toss her head back with a shudder. Finally, he couldn't help himself and decided to slurp the honey directly from her blooming flower. He lapped at her folds and pressed on her clitoris vibrator before finally plunging his tongue directly into her womanly fold

She doesn't know how and what happened but she can only wait. "My Master is the most handsome man in this realm! The strongest! He can scare God's in just one look! No, he can kill them in just one look! No one can defeat my master! Beauty? Master has it! Riches? Master has it! Master called himself as TYCOON! The strongest among the Strongest! Master has it all! Master is an Immortal!" Butt proudly made an introduction. "....." "HAHAHA!" Luis Park laughed proudly.

The middle-aged man snorted as he continued holding the compass in his hand before speaking arrogantly, “I am Master Lennard who comes from twenty-two generations of Feng Shui masters! Do you really think that something as trivial as this will be a challenge for me? You are just a young kid, but you actually dare to call yourself a Feng Shui master? I am afraid you are nothing but an arrogant liar!” Charlie smiled as he looked at the black and red aura lingering around Master Lennard’s body with a bloody scent. He then said, “Master Lennard, since you are a Feng Shui master, why didn’t you predict your own fortune today? Don’t you know that a bloody disaster will befall you today?” Master Le

In my past life, my memory had worsened after I'd lent Whitney my luck, and misfortune had followed me everywhere. Even though I still had some of my luck, half had gone to Whitney. That left me with only half. Indeed, my luck wasn't unlimited. Once it was gone, it was over. That was what the fortune-teller had told me, looking deadly serious. So I could only rely on hard work. It didn't bother me because I didn't regret lending my luck to Whitney before. She'd deserved it because she'd given me the warmth I desperately needed at that time. From that moment on, though, we would walk our separate paths.

The system voice suddenly appeared in Lucas' mind, "Beep! Congratulations, master, for obtaining a chance for a random lucky draw." ... Lucas was stunned. It has been a long time since he had the chance to win the lucky draw. Without thinking too much, Lucas used the lucky draw this time. Suddenly, the virtual pointer needle in his mind kept spinning in the roulette. A few seconds later, the pointer stopped. "Congratulations, master, for winning the super Berserk x1." "Super Berserk: It increases battle strength by a thousandfold after usage." Lucas secretly smiled, thinking that whatever he wanted, he would get it.

"What's mine is yours. Take these—you can pawn them and start over. So you lost your job. You're a capable guy; you'll land on your feet." A greedy glint lit in his eyes as he snatched them. "You're right… you're right! With capital, I can turn this all around." I feigned sudden concern. "I've heard stories… they say one big win at a high-stakes table can set you up for life. But, Honey, promise me you won't gamble. We just don't have that kind of luck." The moment I said it, a dangerous hope ignited in his gaze. He fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a crumpled tissue. "Honey, I bought this for you. Here. If I gamble, I'll definitely have good luck, won't I?"

Then they’d watched, certain little Ruan, who’d christened herself Lucky— the Killer, Lucky the Devil— at the not-so-tender age of ten, would meet the same fate as the infamous Goddess: a life of struggle and sadness followed by an early exit at twenty-four. But why think about that now? she wondered as she ignored the ghost whispering from the shadows, another cigarette shoved between her lips, the phosphorous flame jumping as she struck the match. Lucky the Shadow, said the thing snarling from the corner.