Pragmatic Play 88 Novels & Stories

He dreams of being able to play with words with an Arsyila Putri Gunawan? “Hahaha, not the other way around, huh? Just tell me if you don't feel like my service is the same, that's why you're looking for me again.” Sheila smiled crookedly. She was used to dealing with her brother's mischief, so dealing with someone like Jake would be very easy for her. “Ah, or maybe you're addicted to touching my body, because I'm the only virgin you've ever slept with?” Syila laughed with satisfaction when she saw the flat expression on the face of a Jaguar Adytama.

One wrong step and Calvin would know I’m pregnant and I don’t want that. “Where are you staying? Maybe we could hang out after dinner.” Sandra said but Tobi is fast enough to decline her offer. “Sorry, Andrea and I have a lot of things to try tonight.” He replied making my forehead creased. What things are we going to try tonight? Calvin’s forehead creased at what Tobi said. “What things are that? Maybe we can do that also.” Calvin uttered. Tobi chuckled. “I doubt we have a lot of positions to tackle tonight, am I right Andrea?” Tobi said and being the stupid one.

"I'll pick you up at three-thirty. Wear something casual-slacks and a light sweater in case you get cold and bring a camera if you have one. Today, we play at being tourists in the city." Then he kissed her. Hard and sweet. On the mouth. And made it last long enough that when he finally released her, she had to clutch the top of the car door to keep herself upright. She'd read the travel brochures and thought she knew what to expect of Baguio. Traffic congestion and noise and smog. Ancient, crumbling ruins sitting cheek by jowl with towering new apartment buildings. And overshadowing them all, but brochures didn't come close to preparing her for the real thing.

And shit, I find them cringe as fuck. Then, the message pops up. “DO YOU NEED A TRY OUT?!” The message says, blinking in red and silver on my screen as if my laptop has caught a virus. This is crazy. This is insane. I stare at it for some seconds before pressing on it and it leads me to another site entirely. “LA DEBAUCHÉ.” It reads. I squint and sit properly. And after some minutes, I came to a conclusion. La Debauché seems to be an exclusive gay club that has an ad running on the gay side of p**n hub and they prioritise customer’s privacy more than anything else based on demand.

They say it reads your arousal metrics down to the millisecond, syncs haptic feedback straight to your nervous system. My fingers tremble a little as I lift it out. I've been jerking off to p**n for months with the same tired scenes, same fake moans, and it's not enough anymore. I want to feel owned. I want something that knows exactly how wet I get when a voice calls me a desperate little slut. So I subscribed to the premium tier, the one they don't advertise on the main site. Full customization. No filters. No safe words unless I set them. And tonight I'm testing the default dominant profile they call "Apex."

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."

Lillian asked and itched her nape. “I will provide all the information you require. Don't worry, I will be staying in the city for a while, until we succeed with the plan.” Tessa voiced out. “How much are we talking about here?” Lillian questioned, she was already picking high interest in the game. “I will pay you twenty thousand dollars for the job. All you have to do is pretend you love him, then break his heart in the most painful way when he finally falls for you. Just play by the rules of the game, Lily.” Tessa proclaimed, and a smirk played on her face.

He smiled and gave me a peck on my lips. "I'll wash the dishes first, my lady. I'll join you later," he then spoke which made me nod. "I'm just going in the living room," I said goodbye and he nodded. I brought the mango to the living room as well as my phone. I sat on a long sofa and picked up the remote. I switch the flat screen TV on. I guess Rhys prepared everything. I put on PBO Channel, Girlfriend For Hire is showing. Yassi Pressman and Andre Paras are the stars. It's a W*****d adaptation. I started to eat the ripe mango while watching the movie. I scooped it using a spoon and ate it. Eventually, I turned to Rhys when he was seated beside me.

“I saw that bastard, Felix Greene this morning. I know he is after the account too. I can't risk him taking it away from us. Especially as I already bragged to him about us having it. I really thought we had it after we spoke to Jensen Packard” "You did? You shouldn't have done that" Chloe replied. "But you don't have to worry about him" She added after a slight pause. Though she wouldn’t admit it to Evan, it made her extremely nervous to know that their business rival was also hammering so relentlessly on Packard Enterprises. Felix Greene owned Maddox communications, and not only had Felix lured away a few of Golden gate promotions top clients in recent months, he’d also launched a PR campa

He asked with wishful eyes but I was so impatient to want to play games now because I would so obviously fail so it was better not to play the game at all so I gave him a frown and shook my head from side to side "You know I'm not good at guessing games so just tell me what you have got in your hands already please or I'll die of curiosity and I know you very much don't want that" I finish off while trying to stretch my neck to see what was happening behind him but my pregnancy would not let me see as far as his legs. He laughed at my statement and then he pulled something from behind him and in seeing my confusion because I didn't know what that was, "It's a baby monitor," he said, holding