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The wet squelching sounds were absolutely obscene. “You’re such a disgusting little fist slut,” she laughed. “Taking my whole hand like a cheap whore. I bet Maya would die if she saw her best friend getting fisted by her big sister.” The dirty talk sent me over the edge again. I came violently around her fist, my pussy gushing and squirting all over her arm and the bed. Lena kept fisting me through it, drawing out the orgasm until I was sobbing with pleasure. She finally pulled her hand out slowly, leaving my cunt gaping wide open. She brought her soaked fist to my mouth.

I told the expert. Zia realized Felix was furious, but she still clung to her story, insisting they had slept together. "It happened that night at the celebration party. You were drunk and wandered into the wrong room." Felix slapped himself hard across the face, unable to accept it. "Imagine how heartbroken she must have been when she saw this. No wonder she was so angry, and I even defended you! "I deserve to die. You deserve to die," he muttered. Felix ran into the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and lunged at Zia, but she quickly dodged.

After seeing the power of that A-tier Phantom back at Medic's Haven, Felix knew the damage they could cause was catastrophic. "Alright. I've warned you. I'm taking Mackenzie's body with me," Donna concluded, turning to leave. The moment she left, Felix immediately dialed Xena's number. He did not yet understand the full picture of this fight club and wondered if Xena knew anything about it. "You're talking about the underground fight club in Fantadio?" Xena asked carefully. From her tone alone, Felix already had his answer. "So, you already knew about this place?" "Yes," she answered quietly.

I lay under him and felt the slow flow of his semen through my body. After a while, he closed his eyes and said contentedly, “Are you satisfied today?” I shy away from his eyes. “I like it.” He squeezed my chin and forced me to look at him. “For the past 12 days, I've wanted to fuck you every day. But you've been sleeping with your back to me every night, and it's been hard on me. Did you know that s.ex is also a way to resolve a couple's fight?” Do couples have s.ex when they're fighting?

It wasn't a mistake, I enjoyed the sex. Without thinking twice, as he said that, I lunged at him, fists clenched tightly. We exchanged blows, fueled by anger and my growing hatred for him. He didn't understand why I was fighting with him but he defended himself. The fight was messy and chaotic, with papers flying off desks and furniture crashing against the walls. It was a physical manifestation of the emotional turmoil that had consumed me. I punched him severally and he did too. Eventually, my anger subsided, and I realized the gravity of the situation. This fight wasn't solving anything; it was only making matters worse. I took a step back, breathing heavily, and looked at Magnus, who was

For a second, my mind completely went blanked. "Shawn, well…..stalked her here." Felix sounded like he still couldn't believe the night himself. "And there was a massive fight." I slowly sat forward in my chair. "The bastard slapped my girl. I hit him." There was another pause. "My girl hit him." He let out a tired laugh. "It was a mess." I stayed quiet. It felt like every sentence only made the situation more unbelievable. Then something he had said earlier finally clicked. I frowned. "Wait."

They had lost their way and they will never regain any form of respect from any club again. I found Felicity on her back on the pool table, getting fucked raw by two of the members. I was livid; she was never my woman, but she was the only woman I slept with here years before. I got into a fight; it didn’t take much to knock the men out. I dragged her off the table. She could barely stand. She was out of her head on something. She even tried to grab me through my jeans and kiss me. I shoved her away from me.

I land on the floor, scraping my elbows on the rough surface. I don't have time to get up because he's on top of me. Bracing his knees on either side of my hips and just like that, I'm trapped. This man is not Carina who I can push off me easily. He's heavy, probably outweighing me by more than fifty pounds and he's determined. This isn't like the fight I had with Carina. It's different and so much worse. But fuck if I let him violate me in front of that monster. I forget that Padre is in the room and start hitting, scratching, punching, anything that can do some damage to him so he'd get off me.

Then he thrusts inside, breaking off the hymen and making their body one. This Is A Fictional Story.