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Her pussy continued to leak and pulse from Kai’s rough fingering. Carla “The Crusher” Morales stood over her, slowly stroking her massive 10-inch cock, the veined shaft glistening with Roxy’s throat slime. “Look at this cocky little bitch,” Carla sneered, slapping her heavy cock against Roxy’s flushed cheek with a wet smack. “Came like a desperate whore just from getting choked and spanked. Pathetic.” Roxy tried to glare up at her, but the defiance was weak. Her voice came out hoarse and broken. “Fuck… you…”

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I already planned it and I know it will work. “But if you don’t find it… You’re dead” I added. I stood up and pulled him up and made him look at me, even though he didn't want to. I stabbed him on his left leg and I heard him scream in pain, that makes me smile, because it is music to my ear. I saw Mang Berto shaking his head. I don’t know if he is already pitied, but I don’t care because I am just starting to enjoy every piece of Ross. I lean to him and smell him like a hungry wolf. Smelling on him like food, like how he smell me before he rape me and then I break his right arm. I heard the breaking bones. As well as his scream that makes me more excited about the game that I prepare.

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

No doubt it was what my wolf could do with and would take my headache away, which had suddenly become a lot worse. I slammed the door shut behind me and walked off down the hallway. I stopped when I passed a room which was normally not in use. Hearing my son's voice and his girlfriend Maya talking I decided to see what they were doing. I was far from impressed to see Elora laying down on the bed like she was deserving of such a luxury. “What is the meaning of this?” I growled as I pushed the door open and caused the three of them to gasp in surprise. I was certain my son looked full of disgust and resentment when he looked my way. Maya and Elora bared their necks to me as their alpha.

A man covered in a black robe stood behind him, “it is you” Jim Kim smiled faintly and nodded, and scoffed, “of course, who else were you expecting it to be?” Mora's face was unsightly, wondering why the rich were unruly, “let me go, I have never wronged you” she begged. Jim Kim's face darkened, and he glared at Mora “you made me angry, that is all, I would have killed you long ago, but, that old mother of yours is intelligent, just so you know, those who go against me end off dying mysteriously” he sneered.

My juices coated his still hard c*ck once again. But he was not finished yet. He rolled me over and began pounding on top of me, harshly, vigorously, and rapidly like he was chasing the time. Till I felt his d*ck throb inside me and his seed filled my inside. Yes! I cheated on Miguel but who could blame me? He couldn't give me the best thing that I wanted anymore. I wanted s*x. My libido was very high, I always craved for it. And it's only Franco who could give me.

The feeling of her lover, Kade, standing behind her with his hard body, sent waves of desire coursing through her veins. "I surrender, fuck my tight hole! Please, please!" cried the woman behind the mirror. One of the men roughly grabbed her hips, pulling her onto his thick cock. She screamed with pleasure, her face twisted in ecstasy as she was getting her relief. Her cries filled the surrounding air, and Lily felt her own body reacting to the intense scene unfolding before her. Everything was almost primal, without any inhibitions. Kade held her tightly, squeezing her body tightly against his, his erection pressing firmly against her back. He kissed her neck from behind as he unzipped her

XXX Madonna Saint Elise POV “I need sleep, woman,” Joemar says, eyes closed and grinning against the pillow under his head. Straddling his firm bounce-a-quarter-off ass, I bend forward, this time to lick his shoulder blade and then kiss the divot he’s created by having his arms bent to support his head. “Come on. One more time.” When that doesn’t rouse him, I rub my bare body shamelessly against him. I mean, it wouldn’t be hard to orgasm with him between my legs.

so wrong. But ultimately I did as he said and spread wide for him so he could see every swollen, needful bit of flesh between my thighs. “Masturbate yourself like you do at home.” His gray eyes followed my hand as I reached down and rubbed my wet slit then slid two fingers deep into my pussy. My other hand travelled up to my clit and I massaged it, slowly at first, then more vigorously, bucking my hips into my hand. I moaned softly under his watchful eye. The evidence of Father Michaels’s arousal tented his black slacks as he watched me pleasure myself. Just as I started coming close to orgasm he whispered hoarsely, “Now stop.” “Oh no,” I whispered painfully. “I want to come for you Father