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The zipper slid down smoothly, revealing the evidence of his arousal that strained against the fabric of his boxers. As he freed his cock from its confinement, Astrid's eyes widened in awe, fixated on the tantalizing sight before her. Phoenix's massive member, slightly dark brown in hue, stood proudly, glistening with beads of pre-cum that adorned its pinkish engorged head. Phoenix's cock measured 8.7 inches (22.1 cm) in length and boasted a girth of 6.25 inches (15.88 cm), slightly larger than Dexter's. His shaft's distinct downward curve, at about a 14-degree angle, enhanced its visual appeal.

Entry to the park would usually come with a fee, but the entire park was booked by Amor Group for shooting today. The company even reserved a room at Phoenix Hotel for Charmine’s team. Stopping by at the hotel’s lobby, her mind wandered back to five years ago... Those years were a nightmare. Phoenix Hotel was the place where she lost her virginity. Like a shy wallflower that busted out of its shell, the incident made a 180-degree change to her life. She was no hypocrite, but she was aware that the world had no tolerance for this. A woman who has been raped and went under an abortion… Everyone would have spat on her. The incident would stay with her for the rest of her life and forever be her

“But I didn’t let it get between me and the club, because that’s how things are. You did what you did for your club and that was the most important thing. We kept fighting, cracking skulls, and we were winning. We were growing. “We were growing too fast. One of the biggest clubs was called the Gentleman Bastards. For some reason, Phoenix thought we were ready to take them on. He picked a fight, started pushing onto their territory, basically got the guys to be real aggressive. “It worked at first. The Bastards weren’t ready for us to start picking them off, to start killing them. But soon enough that changed. They got wind of what we were doing and started to hit us back. “Which was when it

After hanging up, Adrienne turned around to pick up the crime scene kit as she uttered, "There's a new case. Let's go over now." Looking at the dark circles under her eyes which appeared because she hadn't rested well for days, Jefferson was distressed. He stepped forward and held her in his arms tightly. He really wanted to tell her, "Don't think about work anymore! Let's go home and have a good rest." However, Jefferson couldn't say so. He put on the glasses for her and patted her back. "Let's go!" ...... Phoenix Hill was a famous sight-seeing spot in the northern part of the Paramount Area. There was a river named Phoenix River which flowed into the sea. This sight-seeing spot was just ou

There was signage on top of the intersection telling where rooms were located by following the color-coded arrow-like design on the wall, which at first I thought was a hallway decoration. The Grand Hall was marked red, so I followed the red arrows on the wall. A relieved sigh escaped my lips when I reached my destination. “Today is a special day for the Phoenix family,” a woman's voice echoed through the speaker. “Aside from it being my 42nd birthday, it's also the day my dead daughter Lilibeth was baptized. I don't want this party to be all about me, but I want to celebrate her as well, even if she's gone. If she were alive now, she would be twenty-four.” Her voice broke, and she paused.

I quickly turned his head down to keep him focused. “Finley, make sure Hayden doesn’t come into Zion’s room. He’s been looking for us, but Coach Copper called him to the training room.” When we got Zion back to his room, I dragged him to the bathroom and turned on the shower, setting it to warm. I aimed to splash him until he snapped out of it. “You should shower Phoenix, too. Let’s all bathe together,” Zion murmured like a child, his hands reaching clumsily for Phoenix, who stood rigid at the door. This was a mess—he thought Phoenix was a girl.

Errol was shaking his head, and Phoenix hurriedly went back to his office, making sure that no one would see how his hard shaft protruded in his pants. “Fucking boner!” He dumped his coat on the couch. He leaned his back and closed his eyes, trying to get his breathing steady to calm his nerves. After a few minutes, he called his secretary, Levi. “What is it, senator?” The twenty-five-year-old, newly hired secretary appeared in front of him with a tablet in his hand. “You want me to order you lunch?” Phoenix sat straight and waved his hand. “No, I want you to call a club named Valkyrie, it's a strip club. I want a VIP membership there, but use your name in the registration instead of mine.”

I pointed at the bathroom as Stacy scanned the wound. "Bitch needs to explain things." She stomped her foot and rushed over to the bathroom, but before she could reach half way, Phoenix heard Stacy’s voice, and she quickly unlocked the door, but for her luck, the door was locked from the outside. "Is this what your mother has taught you?" Stacy didn’t wait to start cursing at her. As soon as she opened the door, Phoenix glared at me. "What story did he tell you?" She looked at me and then stared back at Stacy again.

The bathroom door opened and Phoenix walked out, naked except for a large fluffy cream towel looped casually around his waist. His black hair was still wet from the shower, and a few wayward locks fell carelessly on his high forehead. The dark curls in the center of his chest were also still damp, tight little swirls of glistening hair which screamed out to have a woman's fingers slide sensually through them. Genie did her best not to stare, her heart sinking all the while. Whitney would definitely take a second glance. She was taking more than two herself.

Errol was shaking his head, and Phoenix hurriedly went back to his office, making sure that no one would see how his hard shaft protruded in his pants. “Fucking boner!” He dumped his coat on the couch. He leaned his back and closed his eyes, trying to get his breathing steady to calm his nerves. After a few minutes, he called his secretary, Levi. “What is it, senator?” The twenty-five-year-old, newly hired secretary appeared in front of him with a tablet in his hand. “You want me to order you lunch?” Phoenix sat straight and waved his hand. “No, I want you to call a club named Valkyrie, it's a strip club. I want a VIP membership there, but use your name in the registration instead of mine.”