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Suddenly, my spare minutes became quite interesting. Bart moved aside, and then I saw two girls, both about 26 years old. One short with a bob cut and dark hair, she gave away the whole witch vibe. Then the other one, a taller woman with an awesome body, totally fuckable with a nice beautiful face… she must be the she-wolf. Both bowed, and I stepped out of my throne. “Please ladies, no need to bow. Do tell me, to what do I owe such a special visit?” I walked towards them. The She-wolf was feisty and was the one to speak first.

“What are we gathered to discuss?” Coren asks coolly. “She’s pregnant.” Bob wheezes weakly from the floor. I can’t help but watch as Maria helps Bob up and into a seat. He has a hand firmly clutched to his chest and such a look of pain on his face that I almost feel bad. Bob Woods may have been a warrior wolf, but that was when he was in his prime. Right now, he has grey hair in his head and wrinkles on his face. He’s an old man. And he’s lucky to have survived that punch from an Alpha like Coren.

She spots the mint out of her mouth. "You're not pregnant." There is instant relief hearing these words. I cannot explain how grateful I am. I just had to make sure nothing came out of the next encounter with Liam. Then I'd be free. Absolutely free of this hell. "Report to the alpha that she's in her fertile window. It'd be best to take action with 2 days if she must conceive." Werewolf births were hard. Many had at most 2 children. Those who surpassed that were either ordinaries or omegas with subpar bloodline.

"Still, I have to remain here." "Suit yourself." Her eyes narrowed as I sank into the tub. I closed my eyes, wondering what would happen if I simply sank down into the tub and allowed the water to swallow me. How could I help myself? How did I get myself out of this? "Wenda , why does your alpha need a mate?" It was the first time I was initiating a conversation with her. "For a century, he's been searching for an ember blood witch to become his mate. I suppose he decided to make you his mate when he found you."

"Mrs. L flip over for me. " I told her. When the bitch flipped over, both her top and her bottom stayed on the lounger. Her arms stretched over her head and I could see her eyes traced over my rock hard cock. I began rubbing lotion on her big tits and she was moaning and twitching every time I flicked over a nipple. I couldn't believe this Milf was so hot. Her little pussy was trimmed down to just a tiny landing strip. I poured a puddle of oil right on her pussy lips and stuffed my thumb in her hot pussy.

She handed over a small black bikini. Elowen stared at the tiny pieces of fabric. “Is this necessary?” Expressing genuine concern. “It is part of the selection process,” the woman said. “Mr. Blackwood values presentation.” Elowen changed quickly. The bikini felt cool against her skin. The top barely covered her breasts. The bottoms sat low on her hips. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her body was toned from years of walking to save bus fare. She took a deep breath and stepped out.

I rolled away a little more so he could reach the keyboard and watched as he scrolled through the different categories the site offered. I read where he stopped. "Milf's?" "Yup," Chris nodded, as he clicked on it. "Older women Matt, they are the way to go." I watched the site come up and looked at the various videos. "Yeah, but I mean they're old," I laughed. "They're like Mom's age." "But they know how to fuck man!" Chris exclaimed. "They been around and know what they love, and ain't shy about it, that's what you want isn't it?"

**Last chapter continued with Mature Content** Aarya said and kissed her hard, melting her under his obsessiveness. Their scorching breaths intertwined for three hundred rounds, and exerting some strength with his hand, Aarya tore open the loose shirt she was wearing. As if he couldn't stand the clinging cloth any longer, the feverish beast quickly shed her clothes, leaving her only in a nude-colored bra. The smooth and delicate skin of his wife was exposed, turning red, and her slender limbs were like fruits that had not yet matured.

Then she pressed the button and left the room. The progression of clips followed a similar pattern as the first session, starting with clips of women dancing, followed by women pleasuring themselves, and eventually full sex scenes. The difference was that all of the stuff I had clicked through quickly in the prior session was gone. There were no artificial-looking bimbos in high heels, no girls with lots of tattoos or piercings, no lesbian scenes. They'd clearly taken my preferences into account in selecting these scenes. But because every clip was closer to my liking, I allowed myself to be more picky. I clicked relatively quickly through clips I would have lingered on during the prior sess

leaving a bizarre articulation on her face as she left without uttering a word. I looked at her as she walked away, she looked so pretty and I couldn't seem to take my eyes off her. My wolf kept on pleading with me to follow her but I didn't. “Creed Follow her, follow her!” Ace kept on yelling as I tried to control him. “No Ace, keep it down” I muttered to him. “Why?” Ace responded back to me. “She doesn't seem happy” I murmured. “I too saw the reaction on her face, But it's so amazing that Alpha Erica is our mate. She looks so beautiful and Yes, and I really love Avila a lot, she seems friendly” Ace replied back to me.