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She was carrying a small, white box. "Congratulations, Lucy," she said, her voice smooth and professional. "You completed the performance. The stallions told me you did a very good job. They were quite impressed with your... endurance." I tried to speak, but my voice was a dry croak. "The... the phone?" She walked over to a small table near the door and set the box down. She tapped the lid. "It's right here. The latest model. Titanium. 512 gigabytes. Just like you wanted."

BEN “I see you want Uncle Tony’s cock,” he smirked teasingly. I bit my cheeks as they burned. My heart was racing. And a rush of heat swept through my legs. I was as hard as a rock now but even at that length and girth, my cock was nothing compared to his pornstar-worthy cock which stood impossibly erect at about 10 inches. Fuck! I wanted it so bad. Consumed by my urges, words failed me as he asked that question. I could only bump my head up and down, side to side as a reply to anything he said.

"The Supermen." Dennis placed his right hand on the top of his desk and immediately, a green light ran through the glass and his palm. "Clearance approved," the AI announced and a section of the top slid open to bring up a black manila folder. He passed it to Megan. Project Olympus. That was the title on the folder. Opening it, Megan discovered that it was a collection of detailed information on Jay, Adolf and Kei: their physiological stats, power description and stats, even their medical history. Everything had been documented in details.

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I stared at the small bag in my hands, then back at Tarzan. “Go on,” he said softly. My fingers trembled slightly as I pulled out the box. It was gold-colored, with “UX-Phone 17 Ultra Pro Max” written across the front. I unboxed it and carefully lifted the shiny, flat phone into my hands. My eyes widened at how big and fragile it looked. There were no buttons, only a sparkling glass screen. The glass back shimmered like liquid diamond under the light, and the edges had a premium finish.

"Also, I would like a smart watch and a laptop." "Excellent, we just got the new Galaxy book pro 360. It is a 2-in-1. So it acts as a tablet and laptop." "I'll take it. If you have that in green as well, that will be great." "Sorry, the only available colours are black, sliver, graphite and burgundy." "Burgundy it is." "And will that be all?" "Yes." I nod. "So the total is $3197.98" I pointed at Jasper, "he will be paying for the phone, but I'm paying for everything else."

Everyone is approaching the ring and we do the same and, pushing and shoving, we manage to get in the front row as many of them are drunk. -WELL! FIRST WE HAVE A TITAN WITH TEN FIGHTS WON AND TWO LOST WILLIAM THE DESTROYER!- he introduces and some boo and others cheer as they watch him climb into the ring. He's almost six feet tall and has a lot of muscle mass so I'm guessing he'll be slower although that's not completely known. He has his hair shaved to one and brown eyes - AND SECOND BUT NOT LESS IMPORTANT WE HAVE A CHAMPION WITH TWENTY FIGHTS WON AND ZERO LOST, THE DEVIL CAMBELL - this time there are very few people booing him and almost everyone cheering him on. As soon as I see him get

I don't know why she makes me feel so anxious. Right as I am about to take a sip, Zoey strolls into the kitchen looking even more beautiful than I could have imagined. She is wearing a short black dress with lace cutouts on her sides, the dress is very low cut drawing my attention straight to her breasts and the dress itself doesn't even hit mid thigh, showing off her beautiful tan legs. One wrong move and I will see everything. Not that I would complain.