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“Show me your titties! Meg had great tits. She liked to change in front of her window every night to give me a show. She liked when I watched. Dirty girl.” He laughed obnoxiously and grabbed at his crotch. Nope, that wasn’t at all remotely creepy or stalker like behavior to get off watching a girl changing in her bedroom. He probably had photos and videos he’d taken of his neighbor also. But for weirdos like him, the Cobra Club was the outlet they needed to avoid breaking the law. So, he was a voyeur then. She could work with this. “Well, I would be more than happy to give you a private show in my room honey. Right this way.”

It was completely dark inside. Just when I kept my foot inside, I was grabbed quickly and pushed against the door. I felt a weight on top of my body. A hand clicked the knob beside me to lock it from inside. The intoxicating fragrance of lotus flower and heavy breaths were falling all over me. My wolf was almost losing its mind. I was still pressed against the door. I could feel Zen struggling with his wolf to keep it in his control. Suddenly he asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you think you're doing?"

“I would love to pull your hair while hitting you from behind while your tiny voice squeaks in the name of moaning.” My eyes widened in shock, 'what kind of man is he?.' I thought. “And Violet , I surely want to eat you up, your vagina must be creamy, but I would love to squeeze your boobs and suck on them, then spank that big booty hard and hear you scream my name loudly while I satisfy you.” What a very creepy man , I frowned at him not caring how much trouble I could be in, how dare he describe us as his sex objects. “There is only one way out of here girls.” He licked his lips, he gradualy strolled to his desk and leaned on it.

I shake my head. “You’re the ones doing it where anyone can find you.” I reply back to her like she’s stupid. “If anyone’s a pervert, it’s you. What’s it called… voyeurism?” Haeden laughs, the sound surprising me while Nadia glares. "Nah, that's the wrong one," Haeden states as his tongue slips out, drawing my attention like a moth to a flame. "The one you're thinking about is exhibition. Though I'm curious as to how a supposed ‘church girl’ would know something like that." He reaches down and adjusts his hard on, the silver ring on his hand glistening in the light.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. STRICTLY FOR 18+ AUDIENCE YOU CAN SKIP THIS CHAPTER. ................................................. Ahana’s POV I had pulled him closer to me by holding his shirt collar. He looked straight into my eyes and I placed an osculation on his lips to which he widened his eyes.

The woman was getting her pussy impaled by this scaly-balled animal from another dimension, but she could not deny the pleasure he was given her, and her screams testified this, as she reached down to rub her own clitty. Whilst viewing this amazing scene, Dorian’s mind wondered, and he thought about his own sexual fantasies. If he was being totally honest, he’d never really been into kinky sex, or dominant or submissive stuff, or even voyeurism.

The kind of app people used when they didn't want messages traced. Unknown sender. This message will disappear after viewing. I shouldn't have opened it. But my fingers moved on their own. "Fuck yes—ride my cock just like that—" A woman's pornographic moan. The wet, obscene slap of flesh pounding against flesh. "God, your pussy is so fucking tight—so much better than that frigid bitch would ever be—" "She's probably never even touched herself—that repressed little virgin—I bet her cunt is dry as a desert—" "Forget her—fuck—I'm gonna cum so deep inside you—"

“All right. I’ll tell you something about myself, then you can tell me about one of your fantasies. Do we have a deal?” “How about I ask you about the things I want to know, then I tell you one of my fantasies?” “Clever girl. Always ask for specifics.” I nodded my thanks. “Deal. But I start first. What’s one of your fantasies, Wren?” Biting my bottom lip, I stared him straight in the face when I said, “Voyeurism. I like to watch other people fuck.” He chuckled darkly, his cock jerking against my foot, where he still held it in his lap. “You’d love my club then. I can already see you dressed in lingerie, watching as another woman is pleasured by a man.”

Someone managed to click a picture of them kissing. "Fuckkkk". He cussed under breath. He looked for more and found someone blackmailing Zee to expose those pictures in return of some confidential information. That stated, it wasn’t only about money. ---- Tabby

Part of me wanted to run outside and put a stop the lewd display and part of me wanted to turn my heels and run away, yet there I stood. I moved to the side a bit to hide myself as best I could, but I watched with rapt attention. Even though I had enjoyed a decent sex life, I would not have called it remotely adventurous. On a couple of occasions, I may have done some heavy petting outdoors, but nothing like what my son and his girlfriend were doing so openly. I had never even viewed a p**n video, so this was the first time I'd ever actually seen someone make love. As weird as it was to watch my son and his girlfriend, a titillating thrill ran though my body at my overt

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