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He’d be back soon. So I reached for my glasses and put it on before picking up my phone to check the notifications. Instead, my world ended. #ElaraVoss—PackSlut #GoodGirlsAreDeceiving #ElaraVossIsSoDisgusting My stomach dropped into a bottomless pit. My hands shook so violently I could barely unlock the screen. I clicked the top link on the pack forum. It led straight to a video. It was grainy, but it showed me, completely naked while Jason pounded into me. His face was conveniently blurred out, so it will be hard for anyone to recognize it's him.

FLORENCE’S POV As soon as Rosa and I reached her studio, I immediately grabbed her laptop. My fingers shook slightly as I typed in the gossip websites, terrified of what I might find. The screen quickly filled with images, headlines, and notifications—and there it was. Exactly as Emily had said. Her nude photos were everywhere. “Oh my god…” Rosa whispered behind me, leaning closer to see the screen. “This is so messed up. What sick asshole would do something like this?” Her voice tightened, anger radiating from every word. “I swear to god, when I find him…”

Instead of me being furious and probably strangling him, I was fucking turned on. “Come have a taste, brother,” Darius coaxed me. “Stand up,” he said roughly to Rory. “Don’t speak to her like that,” I snapped, surprised to see Rory standing up without saying a word. Darius smacked her ass and smirked, “She likes it.” Then he turned to Rory and said, “Strip!” I wanted to stop him but another part of me wanted to see Rory’s body and know what she's hidden beneath her dresses. Slowly, Rory took off her clothes and I inhaled sharply when I saw her perky nipples.

“Right. Well, they decided to have nude models for the class, and you’d never guess who walked into the class wearing a robe.” I sighed. “He’s a better man than I am. I don’t think I have the balls to pose naked in front of an audience.” “Trust me. You don’t have anything to be shy about,” she mumbled. “Is that so?” I challenged. I sipped my beer and waited for her response. I’ll take Deflection for $200, Alex. “Anyway…Rory didn’t see me because I hid behind my canvas.” “I’m shocked you didn’t call him out.”

he paused "But I need something, it's driving me crazy," A smile played on my lips "You can lay with me, and hold me," I said "But please, nothing more, touching me causes incredible pain," "I understand," Rory husked through a shuddered excitement "May I undress?" I managed to restrain my expression of disgust, but nodded in acceptance "Yes,"

And I still didn't see anything worth looking at. Greg tapped my shoulder. "Boy why aren't you hitting that ass?" He asked, a pained look on his face. "What the fuck?" I blurted in disbelief. "I know right?" Rory shook his head sadly. "She looks like that pornstar from Little Kittens. Imagine how good she'd be in bed." He looked like he would cry any minute now. Handing my phone back to me, he clicked on a pic of her in a bikini. "Look at her ass. Glorious, man."

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

The movie pretty much shows different sizes of tits and asses, as well as varying shades of skin and complexion. Rozelyn sighed as soon as the movie finished—finally sighed with relief. Though the movie’s ending is pretty much as barbaric as the whole movie itself, she thought that it better end now or she would definitely set the television on fire with her Thaumaturge powers. After all, she has an ice-wielding Pasiphae beside her anyway. Cyrill can just put out her fire like he always did when she had done diabolic things back when she was just a teenager. Cyrill, apart from Romaine, was the one who always cleaned up her mess during her bad-girl days—as if she was not a bad-girl up until t

“Strip her.” Next Rico grabbed the front of her jacket and ripped it off. Then he yanked the torn scrub top the rest of the way open. Her tits bounced free again. Tank stepped up behind her and shoved her scrub pants down to her ankles. She wasn’t wearing panties anymore,Jax had taken them back at the hospital. Elena stood there naked, trying to cover herself with her hands. Rico slapped them away. “Look at these tits,” Rico said, grabbing one and squeezing hard. “Nurse got nice fat ones.”

She reached out and traced one fingernail lightly over the wet spot on his shorts, right along the throbbing head of his cock. “So big,” she whispered. “Even bigger than I imagined when I was touching myself earlier.” Alex groaned. His hips jerked forward on instinct. Elena chuckled softly, dark and promising. She gave the head one teasing squeeze through the fabric, then stepped back. With deliberate slowness she shrugged the robe off her shoulders. It whispered to the floor, pooling around her bare feet. Completely naked now. Voluptuous. Perfect. Heavy breasts with those thick nipples begging to be sucked. Wide hips. Thick thighs. And that dripping, shaved cunt that looked like it was made