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“More touching, less talking. Hurry up and get naked.” [Smut scene was cut here and made available only to pa+reons for USD1 per month. The total length of this chapter is 3k words. Kindly support me as the creator for value-added content. No amount of complaining will make me publish it for free because the smut scene will not affect the story-telling. Unreasonable insults to the author without justified reasons will also not be tolerated and will be reported. Thank you for the support and if you're alright with regular content, please continue enjoying the rest of Time Cross Academy.]

While smiling, Gina says, “Uhm ... that package hasn’t been delivered” Gina slides her hands gently from the ground, grabbing her breasts, massaging them, filling them with the newbie’s semen. “Can you come in and finish the delivery?” sliding one hand upholding her neck and the other lying on her crotch, Gina smiles, saying, “Please give me that huge package.”

In the dark confines of Sharon's expensive office, the ambiance was electric with smug satisfaction. Sharon leaned back in her chair, a smug smirk playing on her lips as she swirled the glass of red wine in her hand. Facing her, Eva sat perched on the edge of the desk, her legs crossed, an equally sinister grin carved across her face. Our little problem, Olivia, is finally out of the way," Sharon said, her voice dripping with malice. "I have to admit, the execution was

SUMMARY: A horny woman leaves the house with no panties, just stockings, heels, and a filthy need she can’t ignore. On a packed train, things heat up fast when a stranger touches her the right way. One bold move turns into another, and soon she’s chasing that high with every stranger who gives her the look she craves. No names. No feelings. Just pure, unapologetic sex with anyone willing to take her right then and there. [Author's Note: This is pure fiction. Sex with strangers should always involve protection. Stay safe.]

She swallowed it all greedily, her tongue milking me dry, not releasing me until I was a trembling, boneless mess slumped against the wall. She popped off with a wet smack, her tongue darting out to lick the last drop from her swollen lips while locking eyes with me, her gaze pure fire. "Better, baby?" "That was... fuck, I can't even think," I panted, my brain fried, but she just smirked, that predatory gleam making my spent cock twitch.

She is smirking into his skin, her body limp and heavy with satisfaction. The dining table is crooked, the floor is messed up and stained, and the shattered pieces of the vase are scattered like diamonds across the floor. This is what our pride looks like when it’s laid bare. This is the wreckage of two men who tried to out-burn each other and ended up setting the whole house on fire. "You got what you wanted, didn't you?" Adam says. His voice is a ghost of a whisper, a low, gritty rasp. He doesn't look at me. He just keeps staring at the ceiling.

He hovered above me, his eyes glowing gold with lust. Thunder erupted outside, clashing with the storm of lust brewing in those eyes. I tried to sit up, to slide back, but it made me rub my legs instead as he was so close. Rubbing my legs made my cum drip out of my cunt. I took my head backwards, moaning softly as I bit my lips shamelessly.

“My pussy is dripping at work. I need you so bad.” “Please baby… just one quick visit?” His replies were short and frustrating: “Miss you too. Work is killing me. Soon.” By the third night, I was losing control. After my shift, I skipped dinner and went straight to bed. I stripped completely naked, my skin flushed with heat. I positioned the full-length mirror at the foot of the bed so I could watch myself like a desperate slut. Legs spread obscenely wide, I worked three fingers in and out of my soaked pussy while my thumb circled my swollen clit. I was dripping everywhere juices running down my ass and staining the sheets.

Bram starts walking forward, and I laugh. "It didn't work because what we did wasn't meant for you. That was just for the wolves. For you, we have something special. I want to kick your ass before you die." I glance at the bunnies, and they walk with me down the steps. We all have our demons, and being able to get rid of them is a group effort. Above all, we're sisters by something that connects us deeper than blood. We circle around Bram while he laughs, looking up at the misfits.

he says with a smirk plastered across his face. “Please no …no. Stop.” *SMACK* “Ahh…I'm a whore. One” *SMACK* “Ahhhh.. I'm a whore. Two” …..Five,....SIX…..Ten…... .Twelve….. Nineteen. “So this is the final deal” Clover fondled her head gently stroking her hair and caressing her ass cheeks with the stick. Her ass was all red and bruised. *SMACK* “Ahh.. I'm a whore. Twenty.”