Novel & Cerita X Tails

Jokingly I smile to Max while sipping my milk. "I'm already used to struggling with people" Maxine replies "Wow strong woman? hahahah" As Ella flexes her imagination muscles hahaha. I want to go to the restroom first so I could fix my make up, I feel like my face is haggard. Girls treat yourself with self-care. Love yourself. No, I'm not a BTS army sorry hahaha. We should be beautiful, like me. Jk just give me this chance to motivate myself.

He positions himself between her thighs, and without any warm-up, without any preparation, he's driving his entire massive cock deep inside her. Tanya screams. It's louder than before, more desperate, more completely overwhelming. Xavier's cock feels even bigger than last time...or maybe Tanya's pussy feels smaller, more sensitized, more completely filled. "Oh God," she cries. "Oh God, it's so deep, so big...." "That's right," Xavier says coldly. "And I'm going to pound this pussy until you can't walk for a week. I'm going to destroy it so completely that your husband is going to feel exactly how wrecked it is."

Mrs Tina's raises her head up after sobbing for some seconds. "Xa," she sniffs in watery nose and teary eyes. "Xander, if you were in my shoes, what would you do? Will you choose to leave your brother to pursue the lady, or will you try to reclaim what was once yours?"

Xavier had no other option but to watch gleefully, desire stirring in his lower region. When she hopped into the last box, that's when she stopped jumping and instead turned in his direction. Xavier felt it when his c*ck twitched in his pants, his fingers anxiously running through his hair. The 'V' shape of what should be her most private possession was prominently printed out in her tights, anyone who looked could see and Xavier wasn't sure if he liked that, but then again, nobody was around. Her breasts were stiff against the shirt and when she hopped forward, and they jiggled so marvelously, Xavier found that he couldn't f*cking take it anymore. She was just so…

There are all the pictures in the walls which are drawn with black spray color which all refers to only the bad signs. A picture of a skull and bones, devils, vampires, the words like Fuck off, hand showing middle finger. God damn! Does even a person live over here? And at one of the wall there is written, XAVIER! JUST DON'T LET THEM FUCK YOU FUCK THEM SO THEY DON'T GET CHANCE TO FUCK YOU!!! Who is Xavier? My eyes start to feel uncomfortable and uneasiness fills all my soul. Some meters away I see a T.V. playing and behind it is a huge couch. I can see the little part of the head watching in front.

Much like the man himself. I'd expected his colors to more closely resemble his brothers due to their genetics. I would have been wildly, dangerously wrong. Xander had more than the triplet of colors of his brother or Atlas. Purples, oranges, greens, blues, and reds, Xander looked like a tormented rainbow on the spirit plane. He also had more than the thread of pulsating black. His black was sheltered by a lacework of silver.

After a moment, it opened, and Xander stood in front of me with just a pair of low-hanging sleep pants on. His chest was entirely bare, showing off his chiseled body and those fucking tattoos that I loved so damn much. A few were some sort of tribal design, and it made him look even sexier. There was also some with sayings and names. If I thought he was ripped with a shirt on, it paled in comparison to this. There was a light brown trail of hair from his navel downwards into the top of his sweatpants. His Adonis belt was so defined that I wanted to run my fingers across it to see where it led.

Team XS’s uniform was a mix of red and white with the logo of a dragon sewn onto the baseball shirt made of natural silk, coupled with a white t-shirt and black sports pants. The design was the same for females. With the contrast of the bright red color, Xyla’s face appeared almost like a blossoming rose that was incomparably soft and smooth. Due to her excellent body proportions, even a casual outfit couldn’t conceal her fabulous physique. As Xyla stood in front of the dressing mirror, she pulled her hair back into a simple tall ponytail to match her overall appearance. The front section of her hair was all brushed up and behind to expose her shiny and full forehead.

~~~Next morning~~~ It was a few minutes past 5 am when Xavier walked out of his bathroom with a black towel wrapped around his lean waist. The droplets of water glistened on his well-toned muscles as the water slid down his sculpted torso, disappearing into the V-shaped waistline of his body. There was an intricate crown tattoo on his chest with a bullet wound below it, a stark reminder of danger and survival. The contrast between the beauty of the tattoo and the harshness of the injury created a compelling image, drawing in one's curiosity to unravel the deeper meaning behind this poignant juxtaposition.

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