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~~PEYTON~~ ⚠️ WARNING! ⚠️ **TRIGGERS** MFM Threesome Anal Sex (F/M) Delayed Orgasm Dubious Consent / Dominance Play Verbal Degradation / Intense Possessiveness Pain Infliction Gagging and Choking ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Insane. Wondering how possible, a message from Vaughn beeped my phone. “Thank you horny for the sweet free sex, I will pay when you come for the real show. The big deal. I'd pay both together. Delete the fake notification. Thanks my sweet pussy.”

Payton I played it again. The third time. Maybe the fourth. I had lost count somewhere between the first listen and now, sitting cross-legged on the hotel bed with my phone in both hands and the volume low enough that only I could hear it. Renata's voice came through the speaker, soft and slightly slurred, every word landing exactly where I needed it to land. *It's fake. It's a fake relationship. He needed a girlfriend for something with his father and I needed...*

“Nobody said anything about having sex. Make things believable, yes— but not like this.” He sneered, and I felt him grab my arms as I stood up to leave. Kissing me twice, I’d accepted, but this? Hell no. “Summer, stop acting like a child.” I furrowed my eyebrows. “I’m acting like a child? Simply because I don’t want to have sex with you? In my parents’ house?” “You’re not even a virgin,” his words twisted something in my chest, and it was the way he said it so confidently. “It’s nothing new if you have sex with me. I’m pretty sure a lot of men have already had a taste of the cake you’re trying to hide.”

@GossipGoddess: “He’s never been spotted with a woman before. Ever.” @BillionaireWatch: “She’s clearly pregnant.” @SocietySnitch: “My cousin saw them arguing in Milan last month. #SoftLaunchFails” I groan into my pillow. I’m not pregnant, and I’ve never been to Milan. Let’s see what Instaglam has to say. There are over 900 DMs. Some are congratulatory. Some are... colourful. One just says “Liar.”

He took out his phone and scrolled across the screen before he showed me. I inhaled a sharp breath as I read the headline. "Lynn Martinez, girlfriend to porn star DrakeHudson, isn't actually a Martinez at all. Tuffin Aerospace out of Seattle, Washington is the true family of lynn. Read on to learn how this has affected her life and made her a millionaire overnight."

She groaned, "Give me that pornstar...fuck me...fuck me...yeah, fuck me...fuck me with that big cock!" Pete teased her, "Sweetie, let me remind you...you've got Anton...Isiah...Magnum...and a very well-hung husband...you got your very own pornstars." She grinned, "Mmmm...after tonight...I know that!" She immediately went back to the fantasy cock she had fucking her. Pete plunged the dildo in and out, while Jo reached for her bud...deep red and engorged, it looked ripe for the picking. Aching for release, her fingers circled it slowly and she shuddered, moaning, "Mmmm yeah...yeah...yeah...yeah...fuck yeah!"

she whined, past the point of caring what he thought about her neediness. He chuckled again but his voice sounded strange. The chuckle turned into something else and then there was a blaring noise that had her sitting up like someone had struck her with a live wire. Peyton opened her eyes and looked around. No Finn. She huffed out a frustrated breath as she reached over to shut off her alarm and then flopped back down on the bed. Her body was still worked up. It was a dream. It was a fucking sex dream about Finn. Peyton groaned, rolling over to bury her face in her pillow. It had felt so real. Her body still couldn’t cope with the fact that it had all been in her imagination. She canted her

I flinched at his vehemence, biting my lip nervously. "I want to know the truth." He said, exhaling. "Fine. I will tell you everything but... Promise me you'll believe me. You'd trust me. Huh?" I said, my eyes pitiful. He nodded. "I promise." I sniffled back the tears, finally letting everything out of the basket. "Everything Parker said is the truth. He was my ex-boyfriend back in New York City. We dated for a couple of years." I said biting my trembling lip, and fidgeting. "But I ended things with him for good when I found out he'd been deceiving me. He was a cheat. There's completely nothing going on between us at the moment. You trust me... Right? I've long lost contact with him." I said

Seyi retorted. Omah took his cigarette from his mouth and grinned. "Those previous girls are not Prof. Ajayi's daughter you know. Besides you guys need to stop hopping from one chick to another. How do you even do it sef?" Dayo thought his friend knew better, a pity he doesn't. Well why else was he his best friend if he couldn't enlighten him on such small issues such as this one. "The best thing about panties is taking them off. The game is simple. You see a girl you'd like to smash. You pursue them, spend a few thousands. You get into their panties. You move on. It's so damn exciting!" He declared,