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"You hold my head, make me kiss you deeper..and when I sucked yours...you screamed In pleasure..and reached your orgasm, again and again, isn't that enough to prove...that you like my touch." "Alex!" Alicia protested, she couldn't stand to hear a dirty and inappropriate talk from Alex. "Yes dear?" Alex replied in a gentle tone, like a man flirting with his lover. "Stop..." She continued weakly. But the request only made Alex even angrier, they had arrived at a café, and Alex rented a semi-private room. A room with black tinted glass, setting them apart from other visitors. Alex ordered some food. Along the way Alex is still continuing his dirty chatter.

“ Now, hang on there. I said I would delete it from my phone. I never talked about getting rid of other copies I had made and stored.” “ Is that fair and just of you?” I snapped. He went smug and lazily got up to his feet. “ All is fair in love and war.” He declared, and added. “ I can't wait for him to see it. It could enhance your sex life with him…if only I wasn't involved.” Everything took a painful turn before my eyes. I shut my eyes and retracted my steps, going upstairs. “ I can't keep up with this.” I told myself. On one side is his father's arrogance. On the other, is his blackmail. And between that space is the fact that Declan Mount lurks in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity

Dean said, in a very irritated tone. I know that whatever he is saying is right. I shouldn't have blackmailed Angela for marrying me. But why can't he understand that I have no other option. If I would have asked her to go on a date with me, she would definitely have rejected. She wouldn't have given me even one chance to know her better. She is a stubborn fireball. And I can't take the risk of losing her. So the best option which I saw, was to blackmail her to marry me.

I wanted him to enjoy fucking me, to have him sneak into my room, so he could have a taste of my pussy. Blackmailing him won’t give me that, he would just fuck me like it was some chore, and not some passionate act. “I can’t stoop that low,” I said, “besides blackmailing is a crime. What if he hates me after?” The thought made a thick feeling coil in my chest. Another snicker slipped out of her lip, grating my ears. “Lu darling, no man is going to hate you because you blackmailed him into having sex with you,” she said, “trust me it would only make it easier as he wouldn’t blame himself for fucking his best friend’s daughter.”

“Unless you want Mom and Dad to see how their golden boy treats his girlfriends.” I swallow, my throat dry. The shower’s still running down the hall. Lila’s in there, none the wiser, while my step-sister, fucking Amara, is blackmailing me into eating her pussy. “You’re sick,” I mutter. “And you’re hard.” Her gaze drops to my sweatpants, and fuck if she isn’t right. My cock’s half-chubbed again, traitorous bastard, just from the way she’s looking at me. Like she knows she’s already won. “See? You want to. You’ve been staring at my tits all summer.”

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

Rich people problems, apparently, included having your private moments stolen and distributed like corporate memos. “It sounded like p**n,” I said, immediately regretting the observation. Brilliant insight, Del. Really showcasing that advanced degree. “It sounded like good sex,” he chuckled, and something in his tone made my stomach do unauthorized acrobatics. Right. Good sex. A concept I was theoretically familiar with but practically about as experienced with as space travel. “So is this blackmail?” I stabbed my fork into an innocent kiwi slice with more force than necessary. “Are you going to pay whoever sent it to you?”

We swallowed what we could, then kissed deeply, sharing the taste of his load. Marcus collapsed onto the couch, breathing hard, his cock still half-hard and shiny. “Delete the video. This stays between us. But whenever your dad’s away… you two come straight here. Those boy holes belong to me now.” I smiled through the mess on my face, body aching and satisfied in the best way. The intense sex I’d watched between him and Elena had unlocked everything, and the blackmail had given me exactly what I’d always desired. Tyler laughed breathlessly beside me, and I knew this was only the beginning.

He leaned on me, kissing my shoulder. "I would have stopped Dan if I was there. Oh! You have such a nice arse, babe," he trailed off, spanking me once before letting his manhood into my already wet vagina. At least he let out some information. Not useful, but a clear indication he was about to let out more. Sex was his drug. I moaned as he thrusted, praising me for being wet for him. I couldn't control it either if I was provoked on arousal. My body had its say sometimes. He then frantically turned me and our lips met, him kissing me senselessly.

After a few seconds, I felt dizzy and fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw myself on my office table with my underwear and saw her half-naked seated, smiling, and looking at me. When I asked her what happened, she told me that she drugged me and had sex with me, and made a video coverage of it. I was angry and confused to hear that. When I asked her why, she said that she is aware that I am a close friend of Pastor Solomon and that I must assist her to get hold of him, if not, she would air the video coverage of her sex with me. 'Are you aware that he is married? And also a respected preacher, author, and leader of our time?' I asked her. 'I am aware of all that,' she replied to my dismay. 'Th