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Mia said, holding my hand as I fixed her makeup. “Fine. But I’m only doing this because you’re my best friend.” As we walked toward the parking lot, I felt eyes on me. I used my wolf hearing and caught a comment from one of the betas. “Wow… I always knew she had beauty in her.” I blushed slightly, but kept walking. Then, my eyes met Victor’s. He was staring. Just like the others. But different. It felt like he was seeing something he hadn’t noticed before.

The man by her side was fiddling with her dress, but his eyes had turned to our direction to behold the spectacle before him. Ophelia licked her lips as her eyes darkened with desire. My chest was heaving as I lay there quietly. The other lady pried my leg apart, and another man did the same with the other leg, until I was spread-eagled on the floor of this dirty tavern. Ophelia and the rest of the group were gawking at my dripping wet pussy. Ophelia licked her lips. "You can fuck her now…" The man rubbed his cock against my entrance, and then he slowly sheared himself inside of me.

I'm a mess – a perfect, filthy, destroyed, worshipped mess. "Don't clean up yet," Ethan says. He grabs his phone. Photographs me – covered in cum, spread on the sheets, the bowl of unused condoms visible on the nightstand, evidence of a night that exceeded every fantasy I've ever had. "Now," he says, setting the phone down. "Who wants to go again?" Round two is dirtier than round one.

All my attention is focused on the men in front of me, on the sounds drifting back through the empty theater. Wet sounds. Sucking sounds. The unmistakable rhythm of a mouth working over hard flesh. "Fuck," the dark-haired man groans, his voice low but audible in the quiet theater. "Just like that. Take it deeper." A muffled moan in response. More wet sounds. I push my panties aside and slide two fingers through my slick folds. My clit is swollen, throbbing, and when I circle it with my fingertip, I have to bite down on my other hand to keep quiet.

' Mischa angrily hissed to herself while her eyes burning in flames locked on Narco. Eyebrows pulled down and face wrinkled in disgust, Klauss grimaced at his current situation. He was having trouble with the dirt that stuck to his clothes and body. The veins in his head, neck, and hands have popped out of anger. He wants to take a bath in boiling acid just to get rid of the extreme grossness he feels right now.

We all met up in Zahra’s room since she was the only one who didn’t care if someone ate on the bed, while the rest of us hated even the littlest bit of dirt on our sheets. “So, what’s this new piece of gossip that’s got you so excited,” Our family dynamics were pretty simple to understand, Henrik and Ava preferred to seduce and steal, while Zahra and I preferred to do the dirty and logical work, neither team told the other what to do or how to do it and perhaps that’s why we all worked so well together.

Alex added smacking her ass as she turned around and left them. "Now I want to get my dick sucked as well," Matthew confessed as they all busted out laughing. "I told you they are cheap as fuck," Alex said. "Well not all, these here need the money, you won't see a wealthy woman going around fucking random people or worst sucking their dicks," Hardin said collecting his cigarette from Matthew and taking a drag exhaling it into the air. "True," Keir agreed taking a sip from his drink, he would have collected the blunt from Hardin but smoking wasn't exactly something he enjoyed doing, he preferred drinking and getting intoxicated by it to getting high from a blunt.

Not the filthy, twisted, no-limits way that made my pussy throb just thinking about it. I stripped down to nothing but an oversized t-shirt and a pair of thin panties after my shower, my nipples already tight and sensitive against the soft fabric. I climbed onto my bed, the sheets cool against my bare skin, and opened my favorite p**n site. The glow from the screen lit up my dim room like a dirty secret. I didn’t waste time on vanilla crap tonight. My fingers flew across the keyboard: *step daddy fucks step son rough*. Thumbnails loaded, full of exactly what I needed—muscular older men with commanding bodies dominating eager younger guys, cocks buried deep, faces twisted in raw pleasure.

************ Mature Content Ahead (bxb) Deep moans and groans of painful pleasure, as well as slaps of raw flesh, could be heard in a dim cold room that evening. A gorgeously built man hovered over the beautiful pale skinned moaning man, his alluring thin lips sporting an arousing seductive smile as he thrust his enormous hardness into the man beneath him with an unstoppable force. He threw his head back and closed his eyes while trying his best to breathe steadily. His long white purple hair was strewn across his powerfully muscled back, with a few strands sleeping on his forehead thanks to sweat glistening on his head and body as he thrust with vigour into the other man.

Olivia stood with shaky legs facing the woman who looked at her like she was naked. “Undress,” she orders. “You are not serious?” “I am. Either you do it or I will.” Aiwa watched her intently. Olivia nervously start to strip until she was naked. She starts to feel embarrassed and ashamed. She tried to cover her body but Aiwa was having none of it. “He did a number on you. Some of the bite marks will leave a scar.” Aiwa slowly walked around her seeing where the girl was bitten and deeply scratch. She noticed some blood still dripping of her ravage anus.