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Hotel Whore Gets Double-Fucked (2) “I love your cock,” Sienna moaned as she lowered herself onto Darius’s cock. “Fill me up. Make me scream.” "Everyone will hear your voice from room 309" Daruis chuckled. "Ye-yes" I want them to know I'm losing my mind and having the—" "Shut the fuck up and ride this cock like the slut that you are!" Daruis ordered as he lifted her hips and slammed her down his cock in one swift movement.

Sierra's POV Of course, I am doomed. I need no soothsayer to tell me that my life is in shambles now. I quickly pick up the phone from the ice. The screen has shattered but the video is still playing faintly in the background. The video of how the twins are fucking me in the hotel—Riven is shoving his cock down my throat while Rafe is devouring my pussy—and my moans echoes through the rink. I quickly fumble with the screen and lower the sound that is like a bad music to my ears and It's then I notice the cryptic messages beneath.

I whispered. "Do you want me to stop?" Storm asked, now dangerously close to penetrating me. "They’ll hear." I replied. I couldn’t believe this was actually turning me on. Aunt Sierra and Aunt Kat were in the next room! "That doesn’t sound like a no…." Storm teased, entering the tip of his dick inside of me. "We can be really fucking quiet." He entered me slowly while keeping his eyes on me. What the fuck was wrong with me? I couldn't stop myself from enjoying this; the idea of people being able to hear us made things exciting.

Fuck. “Yu...” My voice hoarse, tangled with sharp breaths. Slipping aside my underwear his fingers caress my clit and southern regions as though discovering treasures he knew were there. Hungrily, my hips moved into his touch, his fingers sliding gently into me. They curl and toy with me until my voice hitches as he finds my spot. Gasping at the sensation my fingers dig into his back and his mouth found mine again. Greedier. Hungrier.

Vibrators, dildo’s, double ended dildo’s, butt plugs, ball gags, harness’. Thea’s face redden as she stifled a giggle. There was another little card tucked in the box, she picked it up to read. ‘I do hope you’ll use these on a man but, I won’t blame you if you feel the need to chain and gag Penny😉’ Thea burst out laughing, “I just damn might have to,” she said to herself. She dropped the box back down onto the floor as she moved down the hallway in the direction of the living room. Thea let out a frustrated sigh when she saw the naked corpse of a man slumped over the couch.

At the DeLuca Family banquet announcing its new advisor, Matteo said he was going to end nine years of secrecy and finally acknowledge our relationship in public. I stood in the back row of the banquet hall, so nervous I'd crumpled my prepared speech into a ball. Over nine years, I'd cleaned up the port books for him three times, negotiated two cross-border shipping routes, and taken a bullet for him. Everyone knew the DeLuca Family had a female advisor who never showed her face, but no one knew I was that woman. I thought that after tonight, I would finally stop being his shadow. Until the screen at the front of the banquet hall lit up. There was no photo of us. Instead, there was only a si

"Dead Matriarch sleeping over there, are you watching clearly with your own two voyeuristic eyes?" Like a shaman gibbering while possessed, the fallen siren's spine-chilling explicit promises scattered into the damp darkness. "Aaaat! This beast, this lowly servant's hot tongue..." Her moans surged toward a climax. "...is tasting and cherishing Your Ladyship's resentment-knotted core until the inner flesh melts away... Heuaaaang!" As In-hwa uttered those spine-chilling, blasphemous confessions—as if speaking directly to a ghost—it shattered even the last taboos of morality that had bound her own flesh.

Matt plunged harder and faster in a wild, primitive rhythm that drove her higher and higher. Savannah clung to him in a fever of need, oblivious to the fact her nails were digging into his flesh. She felt as if he were lifting her out of herself to a realm where nothing existed but his hot, hard body filling her, possessing her. And she was totally unaware of the breathless plea for more escaping her as he captured the erotic sound with his mouth. She felt his great body shudder violently, and she cried out his name as wave after wave of explosive sensations swept her into an ecstatic oblivion.

He stood beside the old wall with his huge size eleven boot on the greasy wall behind him, with his eyes on the young brunette-haired tattooed woman before him. She looked young, younger than me. I was sure she was about fifteen years old, not even with her hair tied into a messy bun, black heels on and heavy make up on could fool me from her age. He pulled out his cigarette from his mouth and headed it to the beautiful girl before him. She flashed a flattery smile before taking the cigarette from his huge hands. “Siren" the tiny voice interrupted me. I quickly pulled the half open curtain closed and turned to face the little creature behind me. “Kalo is awake.”

Lauren swallowed a lump of saliva to keep her dry throat wet. Why the hell did Malcolm not warn her about this? She hated trouble and these women definitely smelt like trouble. Grabbing a drink from a passing waitress, she whispered a thank-you with a smile. Taking a sip of the red liquid, she closed her eyes as she savoured its sweet taste followed by a burning sensation, ignoring the looks she got from the half dozen women in the room. “it looks like Malcolm got himself a new whore.” One spoke up.