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I giggled. "You know I can still hear you, right?" Dixon stated. I sniffled my laughter before meeting his eyes. He looked at me for sometime before looking away. I feel so bad for making him feel bad, and I feel even worse that I'm thinking of going to see Trevor. "Uhmm... not that I don't like it, but the sexual tension here is getting too much," Adam said, making Dixon glare at him. He shrugged and went back to reading the files in his hands.

It was as if she had nothing on her lower half at the moment. "Sorry Liam you've been waiting so long for me. Alright let's go" Emily said as she walked towards the front yard. Liam took a deep gulp of saliva when he saw Emily earlier. Well, the two words that came to mind at the moment... Sexy. Tempt. ***

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

I almost squeal in delight when I brush against his growing bulge. My walls crumble down around me, and I toss my anger to the side to relish in his godlike body. My fingers comb through the back of his short black hair, grabbing some in my fist. I tug at it, not to break our connection, but to get his sexy voice to talk to me. The one which makes my knees wobble and propels me to my limit. Pleasure surges through me as he hisses. His deep, raspy voice stirs the beast within me. “Ah… Tiffany..”

I want to expand my business and make it renowned globally. **************************************** After a week when I returned in the morning.I took a nap on my jet so I decided to hit the gym today.I workout almost everyday.As soon as I entered the gym I saw a beautiful woman.She had a curvaceous figure and tight ass..Shit!I'm really a manwhore.I started running on the treadmill.She turned towards me and said Hello in her magical voice.God she is really pretty..soft blonde hair in a ponytail,stormy grey eyes and those lush pink lips,I wanted to kiss those lips so badly.What is happening to me?She had an aristocratic nose and creamy white skin,and perky breasts..Fuck, kill me now.Suddenly

I pressed my fingers to the bridge of my nose, sighing, “And I guess my dad counts as well?” “Absolutely. Women too, it seems same sex is a trend now. The goddess approves of it. No one gets within five feet, deal?” “I had totally forgotten you’re a psycho. Why would you even think to suggest something like that?” “But you love me, don’t you?” Kasan looked over at me with a sudden blinding grin, ears perking and eyes dazzling like a dog waiting for bone. What’s with this cringe, cheesy, awful, utterly gross air all of a sudden?!

she gave me a knowing smile and held up her own piece, "what do you think?" "It's beautiful," I commented, running my eyes over the blue lingerie in her hand. "Then it's the wrong one," she said eyeing it with a frown. "It is?" "I'm not looking for just beautiful. I want sexy, daring, bold, tempting." she ran her eyes over the fabric in her hand disapprovingly, "I'm looking for a lingerie that lets me scream 'Fuck me hard' without having to say a word," she whispered the last part, thankfully Zoey was too occupied with my hair again to notice or mimick.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

One week later Desiré noire, or black desire, is what I call my leisure space for the city's wealthiest people. It is not prepotent to say that I have managed to make it one of the best in Paris. All the furniture, equipment and drinks are of the best quality, not to mention the lights and velvets that guarantee a touch of luxury, and there is even a stage where dancing is done to serve up sensuality and make the clients salivate like hungry dogs waiting for a reward.

It was too revealing and to top it all,it clung to her body like a second skin. She would have preferred to be tucked in bed, getting some sleep but here she was, getting ready to indulge Vee in another of her crazy ideas, afterall who could say no to her? Sheila emerged from the dressing room playing with the hem of her dress. She felt uncomfortable wearing Such kind of clothes. Vee who had been waiting patiently for her friend forgot how to breath upon laying her eyes on her bestie. Who said that seductive women were more sexy? She bet to disagree. Her best friend was the white rose type, pure and untainted but she was damn sexy in that black dress.