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His large erection stood bold and tall like the forth person in the room as the blonde finally stood up, my eyes followed her perfectly slim waist and flat tummy down to the curve of her lips and then long legs that seemed to flow forever. That was the kind of women Mac would be attracted to, ofcourse, she was standing here naked with the room door flung open and she didn't even try to hide her body or cover up from my poking eyes because what did she have to cover? Mac wasn't being suble either as his gaze followed every bounce of her breast. This felt like a movie, one where a girl catches her boyfriend cheating with someone way out of hear league but she is so struck by the intensity and

"And you are like an annoying daughter I can't wait to get rid of." "Unfortunately for you, I'm worse than a leech." "Agreed." "Now where's my Luna?" Mack walked over to me and kissed my cheek. "Oh hi there Miller." He burped and waved at Miller who slightly bowed to him in return. "Good evening Alpha." "Oh calling me that already?" Mack laughed. "Not going to lie, it feels so unreal." I noticed how silly Mack was acting and I sighed. "You are drunk aren't you?" "A bit tipsy but I'm fine." He replied and hiccupped. "Alright then, imma leave you two and go have some fun! Alpha rocks!"

he drawls. I rise from my crouch, pausing to wipe my wet hand on my jeans before crossing over to him. When I glimpse the folded towels beside him, I shake my head. “We’re in a public forest. I’m not letting some hikers see me naked.” Finished emptying the rucksack, Mack gets to his feet and holds his hand out to me. “The only one who’s going to see you naked is me.” I narrow my eyes at him. “But you don’t know that. It’s the middle of the day, which makes it the ideal time for hikers to be stumbling around in the forest.”

One glance of her big slutty tits in my face and my arousal instantly dissipates. “Hello.” Chelsea fakes a smile. “Hi,” I reply as I cut into my chicken. Angela smiles warmly as she puts her hand on my leg. “God, Mac is like an animal with you. I’ve been watching him.” I swallow uncomfortably. I’m a ho. “Mac is an animal with all women. You should see him with me,” Chelsea murmurs sarcastically into her wine glass.

The woman he was cheating on me with had her conversation sitting at the top, proudly displayed as if she was his queen. I tapped it. The chat opened. My eyes darted quickly to the most recent messages. What I saw next made sweat pour from my skin like I was trapped inside an oven. She had sent him nude pictures. There she was, on a kitchen counter, completely naked. She opened her legs wide to the camera. One finger in her mouth, the other deep in her vagina. Bold. Shameless. Another picture showed her bare buttocks turned to the camera. And beneath it, Abraham had commented.

"Quinn, we broke up a long time ago. And if anyone here knows what cheating looks like, it's you." I wasn't trying to spare her dignity. Quinn's face turned scarlet as her pretense cracked in front of her "rival." She tried to recover by stumbling over her words. "It's not like that, Mateo. Chad and I are just friends, okay? You've got it all wrong." "Friends?" I scoffed. "Do friends sleep in the same bed? Do friends kiss? Do you think I'm stupid, Quinn?" Layla's hands clenched into fists at her sides. Her knuckles were white.

Her head tipped back, and she inhaled a sharp breath. Then she looked back at the camera, flashed her middle finger, and stuck out her tongue. "What do you say, Squirt? Don't you want Harley Quinn to fuck with you?" She leaned back, and I realized her phone was on a stand. She was sitting on the floor in black fishnet stockings with no shoes. Her legs raised, and she pointed her delicious toes at the camera. I sucked in an uneven breath as she slowly spread her long legs, revealing tight blue and red boy shorts, just like Margot Robbie's character in the movie. Except Mac was even hotter. Her middle finger moved down to her crotch and teased around. I was helpless.

The heat of the warm stream felt amazing on my back and neck, and the only thing that could make my muscles better would be a pair of strong hands trailing along my skin. The light on my phone flashed, and it was Mack trying to video chat again. Licking my lips, I gave in, angling the phone so it wouldn’t reveal my naked breasts, and only allow him to see my shoulders and face, and now slicked back hair. I regretted answering the moment I saw that I had some makeup running underneath my eyes. My palms flew to my eyes, quickly rubbing at them before the connection was full, and a scowling Craft appeared on the screen. His brows quickly rose when he saw my face, most likely thinking I was goin

We walked past a dense coconut grove until we arrived at a modest log cabin with an outdoor kitchen. The three of us girls proceeded to settle ourselves on the wicker chairs while Noah adeptly put on an apron. Annie rested against Rosalia’s shoulder and exchanged hushed whispers with her. The pair would sneak glances at me from time to time. When Noah was turning around to grab a carton of milk, he happened to make eye contact with me and suddenly stopped mid gesture. It only lasted an instant before he turned away, but I could see his shoulders trembling slightly. After a few seconds, he put a hand over his face. I could faintly hear a suppressed sob escaping his lips.

Mike nodded. He looked up at Iris. "I can't stand guys like him. I'm a man too, but I look down on men who cheat." He paused, anger bubbling up. "When I saw him kissing another woman, I got mad. It felt incredibly disrespectful to you. So, I went to his house and splashed his door with feces to disgust him. Did he look for you?" "Yeah," Iris replied. "Did I cause you trouble?" Mike asked. He had calmed down now and realized that he may have been too impulsive.