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"Come in." The door slowly opened, and Angeline, the prettily innocent assistant walked in. I looked up to her as she broke into a smile, one that was just as innocent as hers. I did have a thing for innocent girls, but...innocent like Cora. The sort that could go completely wild for me. That image of her lying on her stomach, my name tattooed on her back, her skin reddened with the fingerprints. The flesh dipping everywhere my fingers roamed...

As if seeing through her thoughts, Lance cocked a brow in her direction accompanied by his usual annoying smirk. Roxanne scrunched up her face in disdain and even though she wanted to take back everything she had just thought, they were all true. She quietly sighed and turned back in the direction of the two morons just in time to hear them say. "...but then again, did you see the mistress's tits?" "Yeah, it was a fucking turn on through that wet shirt. Almost as if she was asking to be fucked." At their words, as if on automatic orders, Roxanne looked down at her drenched white shirt and realize that her entire dress was completely see through now that it was wet and her red bra was a clear

I pushed the heavy wooden door open just a crack, peering inside. There they were—four of my devoted nuns, their habits discarded in a heap on the floor, bodies entangled in a frenzy of sin. Sister Maria, the eldest with her full breasts and curvaceous hips, lay on her back on the altar cloth, her legs spread wide. Sister Elena, younger and lithe, knelt between them, her fingers plunging deep into Maria's slick pussy, pumping in and out with wet, rhythmic slaps. Maria's head was thrown back, her mouth open in a gasp as Elena's thumb circled her swollen clit.

"Is she the one in the other photos?" "Not that it's any of your business, but yes," Cole said sternly. "I thought you had information for me?" The priest shifted his focus back to Cole. "Right. The news reports claimed you saw a woman in the room with the victim. Did you notice anything odd about her? For instance, did she have tattoos of large bat wings on her shoulders?" Those were not tattoos of bat wings. Those were actual bat wings, and a long tail. However, the similarities were entirely too coincidental. Did this man know about Zafira, and what she actually was?

The heavy weight of Darius’s cock rested against my soaked pussy like a promise and a threat. He dragged the thick, veined length up and down my clit, coating himself in my shame while twenty-five pairs of eyes devoured every twitch of my body. I was naked from the waist up, black mourning dress bunched uselessly around my hips, legs spread obscenely wide on the cold marble altar. My full breasts heaved with every shaky breath, nipples tight and glistening from his earlier mouth.

He squirms wanting to touch himself as watching two beautiful women kiss is a super turn on for him. His hand inches forward to his crotch as Missy releases Ellie and says, "Tsk tsk there will be no touching yourself as you watch." Ellie watches in amazement as Missy produces another white sash and uses it to tie her submissive daddy's hands behind his back. "That is better, as will be this..." Missy says as she slowly starts to undo her robe. She is wearing a tight black leather corset that makes her already large boobs look simply huge, along with a pair of black fishnet stocking, while her matching black lace panties are crotch less.

Some naked women tied to guillotines and suspension rigs. I cut my gaze back at her, shrugging. “Where did you get this?” She asks. “I saw it attached to my car earlier. Didn’t even know I came with it.” To my surprise, Maisie squeals, kicking the air. “What’s the fuss about?” “I’m stripping there tonight! Sin House is the most elite sex Club in L.A. That’s where the big fishes in the city do their thing, flower girl!” “O-kay? That’s good news, I guess?”

Busty MILFs (2) The room smelled of séx and expensive lotion. Sweat. Perfume. Cúm. Three naked bodies tangled on the king-size bed. Sia on my left. The other woman, her name turned out to be Mara, Sia’s older sister and silent partner in the company, on my right. Both are still breathing hard and are marked. Red handprints on their asses. Bite marks on their necks. My cúm leaking from between their thighs.

She began to explain everything to her, answering all of her questions, and Carnation nearly had a heart attack when she realized what kind of place she had entered. "Mr. Lust is a member of the Seven Sins Association, which is part of a larger organization called the Underground Society.... And all of our customers in Casa de Lujuria are members of the Underground Society." This was the only thing Mist told her that stayed with her. And she realized only one thing: when she signed the contract, she would receive one hundred thousand pesos. Carnation placed the paper on the wooden table. She took a deep breath and quickly signed the contract before returning it to Mist.

He spoke through them, each word measured. “Shameless. Everyone already knows you fucked Miguel Renard. Everyone has seen the leaked nudes with Lucas, my friend, the one who learned what happens when he touches what is mine. You drag that history into a restaurant and swing at the only people who still answered your messages. You make my name look like a brawl in a parking lot. Me? Kai Lennox?”