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I was breathing hard as I laid down there and just thought of what I did, I was so fucked and it was the fault of none other than the 6'5 muscular green eyed handsome man next door. I got up and used the bathroom and cleaned myself up Well the smut, was rather really smut 😩😩😩 I'm just trying tho

I'm grateful for the government of the day and for this opportunity to hear from the people but we shouldn't open our doors and our ears to hear crabs and nonsense from gangsters. He spoke so calmly due to his age as he stretched his hands to Jefsexy and his crew. “How on earth do you ever imagine a man fucking a man and it seats down well with you?." “The anus isn't meant for fucking but for you to used it for your damned poop.” “ It's so irritating and disgusting when ever I hear a man will have the audacity to fuck a fellow man man.” Mr. Kitty said a little bit loud as his voice began to show his anger gradually.

he says with a goofy smile, “Everyone else can suck my dick. They already think we’re fucking anyway.” That’s true. “Nobody is going to be sucking your dick but me,” I snap, and Bram’s eyes go very wide, “I mean… that was supposed to sound sexy, not insane. I mean, I totally don’t want anyone sucking your dick but me, but not in a crazy way. In a chill way. I can be totally chill. Just don’t… let anyone near your dick.” “I won’t,” he finally says, laughing outright now. “God, you’re fucking cute. Have you ever had a fuck-buddy?”

He didn't let that happen. Smirking, he grabbed fistful of his hair and forced his head up, causing him to gasp. Taking the advantage of that his mouth was now wide open, Hashmuk spat on his mouth and that’s all it took before he got more aroused as he cummed, shoting his load against his stomach, failing to control himself.

Smith rubbed his fingers across my slit vigorously, the ache between my legs began to build that I clung to him - gasping. "Of course, you don't want me to leave. I'm the only one who knows how to turn you up," he said, flicking his wet tongue on my nipples. They tingled and ached. Smith jerked up slightly, taking off my panties. The duvet cover that had concealed the lower part of his body rolled off revealing his grown fat cock.

Dorian's P.O.V My brows furrowed as the name struck a chord. Smashr….Smashr…where had I heard– It suddenly hit me like a pile of bricks. Smashrs was a fucking gay hookup site. The kind where guys traded dick pics like Pokemon cards and set up quick, meaningless fucks in parking lots and seedy hotel rooms. I stared at the notification for a long time, my stomach churning with rage. So this was why he ignored my tests after he ran out on me and hid behind a fucking light pole instead of talking to me. Rage and curiosity boiled something bitter in me and I pressed the home button, frowning as the lock screen popped up. It was a six-digit passcode.

That made me smile. “Do you really need this?” Grace asked holding up the salted caramel flavor lube. “I thought you enjoyed your naughty bathroom activities,” grinned my best friend. “Oh, I did,” I said a little too enthusiastically as my best friend laughed loud and long at my reaction. “Okay, I’m glad I came over early because you were definitely spiralling,” Grace smiled. “If you want to have sex, you have sex. Use protection and enjoy it. You can let loose and make noise this time, too,” grinned my best friend. “It’s not like you will be getting your groove on in public this time.”

I dropped the call and sent her some money. A couple came to my studio on this particular day. The lady wanted a full body massage while the guy wanted to have a haircut. “ This isn't the hairstyle I wanted, you spoiled my hair and you must fix it.” I was inside my office when I heard someone complaining, he wasn't talking slowly at all. I had to intervene before it got out of hand. “Good afternoon sir, what is the problem?” I gently asked the customer. I recognised him the moment he turned to face me, he was the man I slapped at the club the other day.

“This is the only place that hides your scent. The wine and alcohol are great for hiding an alpha preparing to enter his rut.” Adam's face filled with disbelief. I thought to myself, that explains the madness. Adam's embarrassment grew as Damien kept talking. “No worries. Your scent is not that strong. I'm guessing something triggered it since it's barely noticeable.” Adam and I stared at each other without meaning to. Adam's face went red and he spoke in a low tone. “I was sure I wasn't close to it yet. I have a week more.” Damien started chuckling. I covered his mouth fast. He stopped. I released his lips. Damien talked again. “I was kidding. I didn't expect you'll fall for that. Except…”

I shared too much with someone who had genuine feelings for him. “It’s not a sexually transmitted disease,” Ortega said after she cleared her throat. Still blushing, but at least she had composed herself well enough. “And no, it's not because he penetrates deeply. To tell you the truth, nobody knows the exact cause, but there are several factors that are known to play a role. Genetics, high levels of male hormones, stress…” “I’ve been pretty stressed lately,” I admitted. “For months now, actually. I haven’t had a good rest ever since…” I paused, catching myself. The doctor still doesn’t know I’m the crown princess. “How do I get rid of it?”