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The ache from earlier came back stronger. “Angie, he’s texting dirty stuff,” I whispered. “Good. Reply dirty back. Practice.” I hesitated, then typed. Me: You can’t say things like that. I’ve never had anyone touch me there. Wesley: Fuck, Samantha. You’re killing me. I want to be the first. I’d go slow. Make you feel so good that you forget about essays and grades for a while. A soft moan escaped me before I could stop it.

“I’ve wanted this fat cock for months Ethan, every single time you smirked at me in the halls my panties would get soaked and I’d run home to spread my legs and finger my dripping cunt for hours thinking about you. I’d shove three fingers inside me pretending it was you pounding me raw, calling me your cum dump while you bred my slutty womb full.” “Goddamn you’re a nasty fucking secret slut,” he groaned into my mouth, his hips snapping up harder so his cock bullied that deep spot inside me over and over, making my toes curl and my thighs shake. “Quiet bookworm hiding a pussy this greedy and sloppy? Keep clenching around my dick like that, fuck, I can feel you creaming all over my balls.”

Rolled us spooning, cock staying in lazy thrusts, pain and pleasure humming. "Anytime means now, baby.. feel me own you slow?" He whispered dirty in ear: "Woke you fucking, now sleep with brother's cum inside. Tomorrow? More.... kitchen, pool, whenever. You're my forbidden slut." I moaned soft, wiggling against him, intoxicated still. He dropped wet kisses on shoulder, hand sliding to core, fingers circling clit gentle then rough. Buried fingers inside beside his softening cock, battling slow. "Ahhh... just like... don't stop fingering!" Screamed quiet. Saliva from his mouth on my neck, trailing down.

He thrust two fingers in instead of one and Alesa moaned louder , bucking her hips against his hands. For all the ones who wanted smut😂😂 Continued in next chapter..❤😂 Muah! ❤✨ Smut credit goes to guilloteen12 I can't really write smut so I asked her and I'm really thankful to her that she decided to help...❤

I blurted out in an attempt to kill the chain of thoughts rising in my head, as well as to offend him. “When you talk so dirty, baby, you turn me on.” He muttered through lips gliding awakening kisses down my neck. “You’re so fucking cute when you come on to me.” He nibbled and sucked on the skin, leaving hickeys. “That’s not what I was doing.” I protested with a struggle. How on earth did his smutty brain misunderstand the insult? “I ―” His finger silenced me, pressing my lips still. Another finger snuck past the hem of my pajama shorts. I sucked in sharp breaths as his finger slipped inside my panties and stroked my wet slit. Tingles erupt at the bottom of my stomach and my body shuddered.

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The words jumped off the page—raw, filthy, so unapologetically explicit. Oh gods, this isn't sweet romance. This is pure smut. Dirty, detailed, filthy smut. I should've closed it right then. Put it down. But my eyes kept scanning hungrily, my breath coming shorter and faster. Dorian's thrusts grew brutal and deep, claiming every inch of her possessively. "You're so fucking tight," he groaned loudly. "Milking my cock like you were made for it." Jean shattered around him suddenly, screaming his name as the pleasure crashed through her body hard.

“Suck it like you mean it, you dirty little prison slut.” I moaned around his thickening cock, the vibrations making him twitch. I pushed forward until my nose pressed into his trimmed pubic hair, the cool metal of the Prince Albert ring rubbing against my stretched lips. I held there, throat convulsing, eyes watering as I swallowed around the head. Spit bubbled at the corners of my mouth and ran in messy rivers down his shaft. I pulled off with a wet pop, gasping for air, only to slap the heavy, spit-soaked cock against my tongue and cheeks with obscene smacks.

Although the police are actively pursuing and preventing this crime, this criminal activity is still going on vigorously because the profits are too much. - It stinks. – Lucasta grimaced and frowned. - Yes, but after being marinated with chemicals, they will become delicious fresh meat and make Lucasta salivate. – Samson smiled, and wrapped his arms around her waist, preparing to take her out. - Are you still teasing me? Can't harvest anything. – Lucasta lightly pinched him, pretending to be angry. Before he took her away from the smelly warehouse, she took a few photos. She did not want her and Samson's efforts to be meaningless.

“Ever since I saw two angelic eyes staring back at me with an outstretched hand over the rock, ten years back, my wolf and I instantly fell in love with our saviour. I never knew my luck would shine so bright that I would get you as my mate. When I almost lost you during that night of the attack, believe it or not but a part of my soul died. It was the scariest time of my life and that is when I realized that I could not live a second more without you. So Samantha Stone- the mistress of my heart, Luna to my wolf, Alpha to my body, life giver to my soul, Yin to my Yang, and finally …. ” “Fart to your poop” “Flush to your toilet” “Frog to your prince” “Monster to your angel” “Stinky sock to yo