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******* Damian was leaning against the table busy in reading the files when his office door got opened. He frustratingly closed his eyes and looked at the person. A beautiful tall woman with model like slim figure was standing in front of him, her long blonde hair was falling on her back in perfect waves, she was wearing short white dress which was showing her cleavage and long slim legs, her makeup was on point highlighting her features perfectly and her red painted lips was curled in a arrogant smirk... "Get out, knock on the door and then come in..." Damian ordered her rudely unaffected by her beauty...

I did not know whether or not to like it, but I knew that since she was injured I should not be overreacting. Delilah turned to me, her eyes scanning me like she was trying to memorize every detail. Then she gave a soft nod. “It’s a pleasure to meet you… you must be Damon’s…” “My mate,” Damon said firmly, stepping beside me, his hand grazing the small of my back as he looked directly at Delilah. “The mother of my child and my woman, my pride and my glory.”

she screamsl as he found her soaked panties rubbing her clit. "You're killing me baby girl. I just want to have myself buried deep in you, kissing you as Damon plays with your clit. Taking turns fucking you senseless and you moaning our names as we keep fucking you till it's only us you ever think of." Damian breaths huskily to her ear as he rubs faster coercing her hips to make rhythm with his fingers. "Pl... please more, dont stop." She says breathlessly.

“Yes. There are some jobs that require me to intervene. However, it's all settled, and now I can focus on you.” “Thank God. I'm glad you came home healthy,” Damelza said, with a blush on her cheeks. She looks adorable in a pink knit sweater and a long white skirt. Her blonde hair was left flowing beautifully up to her waist, and her face was naturally beautiful, untouched by makeup. “I'm home for you,” I whispered in her ear. My lips crept up to her neck and bit her skin, leaving my bite marks. The sound of her ethereal sighs slipped melodiously in my ears, and she pressed her body even more to me.

she sobbed, her pussy gushing juices down his shaft. Across the room, Chelsea and Damien approached the missionary statue. Chelsea's heart pounded, her small frame trembling as she lay back on the floor, spreading her legs wide to reveal her pink pussy, already slick from the room's influence. Damien stripped off his shirt, his muscular chest heaving, and dropped his pants to let his long cock spring out, veined and throbbing. He positioned himself between her thighs, leaning down to capture her lips in a rough kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth while she kissed back hungrily, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Damien rubbed his flattened tongue from her perineum, from end to end of her slit. He tried to separate her labia by only his tongue, but he found it challenging. He has never seen such a beauty so sealed like this, like Flora's. Her vagina was like an image of a cut into half coffee bean with a fleshy pink complexion. The light from the ceiling and the bright light from the lantern he brought inside the room to make sure his job was done with a clear view and precisions added to brighten the whole room despite the darkness due to the weather. He can see all of her exposed and hidden beauties.

"Please, fuck me." Damien groaned, positioning himself at her entrance. "I'm going to take this slow," he promised, teasing her with the tip of his cock. "I want to savor every moment." Amelia whimpered, trying to push herself onto him. "Please, Damien," she begged. "I need you." Damien smirked, giving her what she wanted. He slid inside her inch by inch, filling her completely. Amelia cried out, her walls stretching to accommodate him.

He paused dead in his tracks when he saw Natasha Bratva, very much conscious, with her hands akimbo, and a scowl on her face. “You bloody, fucking bastards! You piece of shit, demons! You arrogant fools! How dare you lock me up!” she cursed venomously, with eyes that glowed blood red.

Something's not adding up' Amaria thought. “ Don't worry, we will help this town, and we will get rid of that daemon boar” Amaria said, the elderly lady smiled and nodded slowly as she stood up and said,“ thank you” and left the room. “ Are you out of your mind? ” Dove asked Amaria. “ Why would you promise her that? How are you so sure we are going to get rid of the Daemon boar?” Dove asked again. “ I just told her what she wanted to hear,” Amaria replied and sighed.

Of course, I declined at first, reminding him that I have my own money but he insisted and I caved 'cause who I am to decline such blessing? “Hi, I'm Meredith. How can I assist you today ma'am?” “I want three pairs of your store's most expensive shoes in size six and color red, black, and white” “Well, erm… Aren't you going to cho—” “I trust you. Now, go and make it fast I have to be somewhere.” I said making a shooing motion with my hand while my eyes were still glued to the hurrying form of Matias. “You can make your pay—”