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She raised her heart-shaped ass up to meet his frenzied thrusts and tried to keep her shrill screams of pleasure somewhat muted in the early morning silence. Marcy recovered quickly and watched the tableau with rising passion. Her own anus was quivering and remained still gaped after her own recent anal impalement but she was caught up in being witness to the mulatto girl's anal penetration only inches from her face. The kinky businesswoman pushed her beautiful face into the point of coupling and kissed and licked both the vampire chief and the trembling mulatto girl with her fevered lips and greedy tongue. Lafitte chuckled and shoved all four of his fingers into the human's gaped anus. It w

will write another chapter after I put the kids to bed. it's 19.21 here now. anyway, as some of you've been asking, here is a link to my page. https://i*******m.com/naomid.gnovel?igshid=ZDdkNTZiNTM= I hope it works and this note doesn't get deleted. I know some authors have a F******k page as well for readers to post stuff and for the author to post as well. I might consider doing that in the future, but I have to figure out how. lol.

The text under the image scrolled like captions: ROUND 3: CARNIVAL. AUTHOR STRAIN: MODERATE. PLAYER LOSS: ACCEPTABLE. I snapped the book shut. The image folded in on itself and vanished. “These are… logs,” I said. “Narratives, the way *it* tells them.” “Correction,” SML said, pulling a volume labeled GAME CITY – MINI-GAMES from the shelf and flipping it open. “It’s fanfic. Bad fanfic. Look at this.” We leaned in.

I've been married for seven years. Seven years of being a good wife. A good mother to my two beautiful daughters. Seven years of pretending everything is fine. That I'm satisfied. That my libido isn't screaming for more than what I'm getting at home. People hate cheating spouses online. They judge. They condemn. They act like they're so morally superior. But in real life nobody really minds. Not when they understand. Not when they know the reason. And I have a reason. A valid reason if anyone actually cared to ask.

I needed to sort out what this was before allowing myself to feel any sort of way. “I may have got that when you stuck your tongue down my throat.” I teased, giving him a little wink. “But, that doesn’t help with knowing what it means for the future. Friends fool around sometimes.” Zaine frowned. “I don't think I could be that sort of friend, Pres. I don't think I could risk hurting you, either. Besides, I think we know each other better than most. We share a connection, that, no, isn’t a fated matebond, but it is a friendship. A solid and close friendship. I already love you because of that friendship. But, the reaction you just caused my body… well…”

I almost laughed, but I bit it back, Instead, I leaned even closer, my lips nearly brushing the screen. "But Father, it's so hard. These fantasies... they get worse every time. I dream about him pinning me down, fucking me hard and wild, his dick slamming into my womb, like he can't control himself. I want him to grab my throat, to slap my ass while he pounds into me from behind. I wake up wet, my pussy throbbing, and I have to finger myself just to get through the day, but the thought of wanting him even while fingering myself is something I don't know how to explain"

THEMES: Voyeuristic fantasy, Neighbors, proximity tension KINKS: Voyeurism & exhibitionism, Mutual self- pleasure, Eye- contact control, breathy praise, Hair- grip, tongue play, teasing, denial cadence. I have a favorite daydream I never say out loud. It’s stupid and simple, but it burns... deep down in my mind, haunting me daily as I think of what it would be like to watch a man, alone with his shoulders tense and his hand moving up and down over his cock.

She was tall with curly, jet-black hair, and smooth hazelnut colored skin. “Same dream?” she asked. “Yea. This must mean something,” I responded. “How are you holding up on... you know what?” “I'm okay for now, I think.” So, I'm a vampire. One of the last ones remaining. One is my girlfriend who I turned just because she asked me to, which I admit wasn’t the greatest idea. The other is the person that keeps appearing in my dreams. Being a vampire comes with a ton of benefits like enhanced speed, strength, healing, and senses. However, there's a major drawback, especially for a new vampire like Janea. The uncontrollable craving for blood.

My body was still trembling, every nerve on fire from everything they’d already done to me. Cum from both Rhys and Rylan leaked steadily from my swollen pussy, warm and sticky, sliding down my thighs onto the ruined sheets. I could barely catch my breath, my small breasts heaving, nipples raw from their mouths and fingers. My mind was a haze of shame, lust, and that terrifying thrill I couldn’t deny.