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"No! I haven't even begun. That was just a taste. I want to taste more! I want to taste all of you, I want to explore your body further and make you cum until you can't cum anymore. I want to make love to you, and when we cum together I want to sink my canines into your neck and mark you forever mine!" Cyrus' voice was so thick and deep that Tristan gulped and bit his lip. Tristan leaned toward his mate but stopped and began looking around at the sound of screams and cries that rang out around them.

"Damn... I'm gonna fuck you hard and rough... I hope you don't cry in pain, but you can moan in pain!" Tricia could feel that Tristan's dick is getting harder as he was thrusting her back. She turned around and put her hand inside his boxer short. "Damn it... you are really a gifted Tristan!" "Oh shit... I like it," he aggressively kissed Tricia on her lips down to her neck. Then he stopped for a while. "Actually I like girls who have a fetish on cum... I'm sure you already know what I mean!" Tricia smiled. "Of course I know what you mean to say... to spit or to swallow that's the question, isn't it?"

"Mr. Lambert, what's your problem? Do you think I'll go easy on you just because we haven't seen each other in a few years? How would I not understand? Look at the way Branden is acting. He's like a man possessed. Is that normal?" Hearing that, Triston snorted. He took a swig of his drink to mourn his lost youth and scolded Aidan thereafter. "If you can get me a girlfriend like Catherine, I'll give you a makeover." Triston thought, "Aidan is clueless. If one meets the person he likes, anything goes." Taking him as an example, he had preserved his virginity for so many years, and now it was gone. He felt miserable. It was extremely miserable for him!

"Give them to me too!" "Don't forget about me! I want them too!" Tristan suddenly said, "Sorry, I can't give you guys anything. I'm not into guys, okay?" The crowd sent a bunch of vomiting emojis. Suddenly, Grayson received a personal message from Tristan. It was a bunch of links to different videos. Tristan then sent a message that read, "I know you're too much of a pussy to admit that you want these, so here you go. Study them and have fun. I wish you a good life!"

Damien was the youngest at twenty-five, built like a linebacker, quiet but with intense green eyes that always seemed to see right through me. “Goddamn,” Louis said, circling me. “Look at her. Tied up like a proper family fucktoy.” Damien didn’t speak. He just reached under me and squeezed one of my hanging tits, pinching the nipple until I gasped. Tristan unzipped his pants. I felt the thick, hot head of his cock nudge against my pussy lips. He was huge—long and girthy. Without warning he slammed in balls-deep in one brutal thrust. I cried out as he stretched me open, my walls clenching around the invasion.

“You taste incredible. So wet and sweet. Come for me, Scarlett. Let go.” The orgasm crashed over me hard. I cried out his name, thighs trembling around his head as pleasure pulsed through every nerve. He didn’t stop until I was shaking, then he rose up, shedding the rest of his clothes. His cock stood thick and hard, the sight making my mouth water. I reached for him, stroking slowly. “I love how big you are. How you stretch me so perfectly.” Tristan positioned himself between my legs, rubbing the head of his cock along my slick entrance. “Look at me while I take you.”

They seemed so curvy and sexy that even Rey couldn’t help but stare at them from time to time. He consoled himself with the fact that he wasn't alone in admiring them; it seemed everyone couldn't resist stealing a glance at Trisha's luscious thighs. He had caught several boys and even girls gawking at Trisha’s tanned thighs. ‘And now they’re in sight…’ Rey swallowed hard, his gaze lingering on the captivating sight before him, savoring every moment he could. "Hey! Are you even listening to me?" Trisha's sharp voice snapped Rey out of his daydream, forcing his attention back to her face.

His torso glittering at me. “ So, Krystal told you I might crash another night, so come calm me down” he said, sitting dangerously close to me. His hands had crawled up to my thighs, stroking it gently. I nodded at me. “ So do it then” “ Do what? “ “ Calm me down” “ Tristan I –” I slipped a match from his back. “ You know what I planned tonight? “ “ What? “ I trembled. “ To set the pack grounds on fire, no one enjoys blood moon eve without me and my mate”