Netero Middle Finger Novels & Stories

Nadhea's body still remembers Adam. Zippers open. The big tent behind the pants is enough to make Nadhea look up. Adam enjoys toying with the fingers lodged in his cock. Three fingers have entered stirring inside looking for pleasure but cannot reach it due to the thin membrane blocking it. Adam smiled with a wide grin. "I'm sure you were made for me, Nadhea. Your evidence is leaking and so am I."

that everyone has, it's just that she's too sensitive. - Um, um. The first sounds rang out, so Riffen took advantage of the opportunity. That finger continued to gently touch and then play with those two small lotus seeds. Then he used his whole hand to dive into Doris's overflowing breasts one by one. The smile on Riffen's face seemed to be extremely excited. But on the contrary, because Doris was tied up, her whole body was uncomfortable, but following Riffen's movements, she shivered all over.

“Alright! If you really crush all nine of your remaining fingers, then I’ll let Nigel go and let you take his place!” She stared at Luna’s hand, her face etched with a despicable grin. “Come on! You know, I have never seen anyone smashing their own fingers with a rock before. You can be the first! But remember, it must be completely crushed. I do have medical knowledge, so don’t you dare try to lie to me.”

His Family, his Home because of an unfortunate take of fate that left Alpha Raymond without his mate. Nero’s hands are now pulled into tight fists. His knuckles showing up in white under the pure strength he is putting into them. He can’t help himself but jump up from his seat as the anger is now taking over. He is trembling as he tries to control himself. Shaking his head in disbelieve.

They all say doubtfully. “And how many units?” “Six?” “Exactly! Four nines are thirty-six!” The girls all stare at him as the penny drops. “Do this one,” he says. “Eight times nine.” They all stare at their fingers and count to eight, which turns out to be the middle finger of their right hand. They fold it down, looking at each other to make sure they’ve got the right one. “How many tens?” he asks. “Seven!” “And units?” “Two!”

But I don't care and I'm not afraid if he gets angry. "I said fuck you and your stupid d*ck! I can't believe you have two heads but none of them has any intelligence!" After I said that, I pointed my gun near his feet and pulled the trigger, making him jump in shock. "Damn you! Bitch!" he hissed, but I didn't respond and left the room immediately after raising my middle finger to him. Now I know the reason why there is a middle finger. Perhaps it was made for those who deserved it.

Nicko quipped. That’s when Nate lifted his head and pointed his index finger at Nicko and was surprised.

I mumbled again. When Adrian noticed Nate's confused look, I prayed that he won't tell Nate what happened but he suddenly circled his left hand and use one finger from the other hand to insert into the circle of his left hand showing a 'Fuck' sign. I was waiting to see the angry look on Nate's gorgeous face but what I saw got me dumbstruck where I stood. He smiled, he fucking smiled. Am I seeing things?

“…creative endings.” The man’s eyes widened. For the first time, true and deep fear crept past the bravado. The facade was finally broken. His lips trembled. He gave him no reprieve. The third finger dropped with a swift motion, and the man’s howl echoed through the concrete. “You’ll run out of fingers long before I run out of patience,” Nero said, his tone conversational, as if they were discussing the weather. He glanced back at Nico. “Don’t you think so?”

he asked him confusingly. The man didn't knew what to answer him either he lie or tell him the truth. He nodded his head in denial making a frown etched upon at Nicholas's sculpted face. He held the middle finger on the man of his left hand and bend it to opposite side making pain shoot in his whole hand. He started screaming making Nicholas smile. His soul shuddering and tie curling scream was echoing in the whole basement but Nicholas didn't stopped. He bend his finger until it rested to the opposite side clearly indicating that it is broken now.