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'Screw this. "You know what, Ms. Gabbie? I don't want to even tell you this because I may sound naive but just a piece of friendly advice, Xander is a fucking jerk who fuck any woman who'll come at him, that fucker," she is losing it. She is getting tipsy with continuous glasses of wine she swallowed whole. "That man is actually the best out of all I've messed with in bed. Ugh! The way he move, the way he suck, the way he thrust, it will bring you heaven."

Note: Intense s*x scene ahead. Only for 18+ individuals. Please proceed with caution. Reader discretion is advised. Thank you! (Freya POV) “On all fours,” Kandrix ordered me and I looked towards Loius, who gave me his brightest smile. He showed his dimples, and my heart skipped a beat. “F*ck! They will be my death, and I am sure of that,” I thought and complied as Kandrix instructed.

Just worked me open roughly while we devoured each other’s mouths, sloppy and savage. Headlights swept across the path. A car slowed. Then another. People started gathering. First it was just silhouettes then it was three, then five, then more. Phones came out and voices rose. “What the fúck is this?” “Is that guy naked?” “Jesus Christ, call the cops!” Someone laughed, nervously and someone else shouted, “Fúcking disgusting!” Xander didn’t stop. If anything, the voices made him harder. He withdrew his fingers, unzipped, shoved his jeans down just enough. His côck was thick, and already leaking, pressed against my hole. One brutal thrust and he was inside.

Xander's breath hitches, his muscles clenching around my fingers as I work him open. "Ah, Max," he groans, his voice strained but filled with desire. His eyes, dark pools of lust, lock onto mine, begging for more. With a swift motion, I add a third finger, and Xander cries out, his back arching as he cums violently. His release splatters over his chest and face, the sight of him so vulnerable and yet so insanely sexy makes my heart race. He looks startled but entirely turned on, his chest heaving with each ragged breath.

His pant is screaming for help from getting ripped. "I don't want to imagine, but with Skye's figure, I can't blame you" he added, this time Xander has his sympathy. "She sends me not just her nudes. But a video of her playing with herself. I'm trying not to think about it but this head is in deep shit for vividly remembering every detail" Groaning his frustration, he opens his eyes to meet Collins who is gaping at him at the moment. Even Collins has gone speechless. He tries to open his mouth to say something just to close it again after losing the words to say. Xander is indeed in deep trouble

Xander isn’t far behind me, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm. XXX

And fuck me, that sound makes my body ache even more. “Fucking hell, guys, the scent is driving me wild. We either need to get naked and take this up a notch, or leave it here. Because with the steam as well, you smell incredible, Zahra, and I did have plans for you this afternoon.” Xander says it lightly, but the look in his eyes is hungry, almost predatory, and it makes my toes curl and something low in my stomach clench. I bite my lip, and he closes his eyes with a groan.

The desk beneath her creaked faintly, a stark contrast to the symphony of their shared sounds: the slap of skin, ragged breaths, and the soft, gasping moans spilling from Sky’s lips. “You’re doing so good for me, angel. Fuck Your pussy is so fucking tight!” Xavier growled, his voice low and gravelly, carrying words that seemed to sear right through her. It made her shiver a bit and get more wet. She doesn't know how to explain but the words about how tight her pussy was turned her so good. Fuck. His words felt pure, grounding her in the midst of the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. “So perfect. Look at how well you’re taking me.”

WILD IMAGINATION. XOXO

Kelly’s sweating terribly, the neckline of her shirt is already wet and Xeno’s trying to hold down Frix he won’t roll down the pit. I feel like my heart is already in my throat. I can’t imagine how painful it is for Frix. I watched his eyes bulge wide in agony as more snapping of his bones happened within just a minute. But to not set us into danger, Frix still manages not to scream, thinking that it might catch the attention of the demons around us. I feel like we’re in actual hell as I watch the three of them help Frix strengthen his mind. Kelly is already crying as she rubs Frix’s back, while his young brother’s body stiffens, his muscles expanding, bulging against his clothes slowly ripp