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He closed his eyes, his fingers flexing into the material on my skirt. For a moment, I was worried that he was going to rip it off me like he had the shirt. Instead, he undid the button before letting it slip down my hips and onto the floor. I was bare in front of him and I wanted to bring up my arms. To cover myself even though he had seen me naked and more intimately than anyone else ever had. His eyes opened and I knew that I wasn’t looking at a man anymore. This was the dragon, the one that had claimed me. They seemed to glow from within. “I want you to kneel, hands behind your back.”

We both giggled and snuggled closer together as she continued, "I only care that I have your love and your trust. I have an Onlyfans for god's sake, if you want to look up pictures or videos of any inch of my body it is on the internet. I mean my butthole is currently trending all over the internet after I did that gaping scene for True Anal where 2 guys came in my ass and another girl licked it out that was just released. If that doesn't scare you off then I don't know what will, but if you are ever uncomfortable with something let me know and I will do my best to address it."

Even now, staring at my phone, I couldn’t believe I’d actually done it. The Dragon. I didn’t know his real name. Almost no one did. But women knew the name Dragon. I certainly did. I’d discovered him online completely by accident—or at least that was what I told myself. One video became two. Two became five. And before I knew it, I had fallen down a rabbit hole I definitely wasn’t supposed to know existed. Women talked about him like he wasn’t real. Like he was some sinful fantasy given a human body. The Dragon didn’t promise romance.

Lana’s POV Zoey was a parrot. She needed to have her lips clipped so she stopped embarrassing people who crossed her. The little evil doer knew about my feelings for her brother and had threatened to reveal it all because I had told her parents that she wanted to sneak out to climb into the neighbor's house all because the son had pranked her, and she wanted to get back at him by splashing his clothes with ink. Now, she was smirking and staring pointedly at me with her eyes full of deceit and Drake’s question did not help. He knew nothing about my silly crush, and it needed to stay that way.

Zoey had to get up several times to either relieve herself or get a drink for her dry throat, but she halted the DVD while she did it each time. After the third time she got up, she stripped off her clothes and left them on the recliner…she had never been so horny in her life. She lost track of the times she had cum, but the lust wouldn’t leave her, she wanted more. Briefly, she wished for the latex toy she kept hidden in a box under her bed at home, she needed a penis, even if it was plastic. Desperate to try another way to ease her yearning for physical contact, she lay on her back and raised her slim legs above her head, locking her ankles behind her neck, a flexibility exercise in gymna

There were no awful whispers, no condescending looks, and no sneers pointed her way. She sniffed hard before touching her face. At some point, she had begun crying. She didn’t know when that happened. “So, I can’t be sure if the full video will be leaked,” Zoey said. That video was like a sword of Damocles hanging above her head, ready to fall at any time.

Zoey made her way over to me slowly, like she wanted everyone to see, Damian following a step behind, his expression unreadable now, closed off in that way that always meant trouble. “Well, if it isn’t the charity case,” Zoey said sweetly, fake smile stretched too tight, eyes raking over my dress. “Wow. Cute outfit. Did you borrow that from someone or did you finally upgrade?” I didn’t answer. I refused to give her that. She laughed anyway, leaning in closer, her voice dropping just enough to feel intimate and yet poisonous. “You know, Damian told me all about your... Car sexcapades. How you like to pretend you’re better than you are. How you bounce between cousins like it’s nothing. Tell me

Bringing her orgasms to orgasms. Her legs were shaky and she could barely stand. He went one more round, this time, he gripped her hair, using it as leverage to aid his thrusts. She was literally screaming as she had another orgasm. His release followed and he pulled out, spilling his seeds on the floor. Zoey was struggling to catch her breath as he let her go. She pulled up her skirt and pants, and her shaky hands grabbed the pen again. She scribbled down the words. I'M SORRY. I'VE BEEN A BAD GIRL.

"A banking error. It happens." "Zoey," Kian barked, not taking his eyes off me. "Talk. Now." “You don't get to yell at her like that.” I countered but he ignored me. Zoey looked at me, then at Kian, her loyalty torn. But when Kian used that tone, people didn't just talk—they confessed. "It's Elijah," Zoey whispered, her voice shaking. "He... he did something to her accounts. They’re frozen. All of them. She can't even buy a coffee, Kian."

I just love being hidden, off social media or anything called fame. Zoey i*******m was marked official after it went viral she's Calvin's wife... Nova and Camila were also marked official with millions of followers.. They were models for British Vogue and other famous Vogue... Ambassador to famous designer companies. I stepped into the pool and moaned at the cool feeling. Back to the night I had a one night stand with a stranger... Have been cracking my brain to remember his face,,, even his voice seems disappearing in my head.