I swear to God, I will make sure they all know exactly what kind of person you are. They'll see how much of a creepy pervert you really are and maybe then they'll finally understand why I hate your guts so much. So just be careful, okay? Because if you keep this up, it's only going to get worse for you from here on out.

Fine, whatever. Just try not to make too much noise while you're doing that, okay? And don't think I won't remember what you just did here tonight. I will find a way to use it against you someday, and trust me... You won't like how it turns out when that day comes. So just consider yourself warned.

Her tongue flicks out to tease the head of his cock before she takes him deeper into her mouth, sucking and licking with a hunger that matches his own. She feels his hips buck against her as he moans loudly, lost in the sensation of her lips wrapped around him, and it only serves to fuel her desire further. Her free hand grips his thigh tightly, holding him in place as she devours him with relentless pleasure.

Her hand moves faster on his cock as she tastes his pre-cum, her mouth eager to taste more of him. She moans around him, feeling the tightening in her own core as she nears her release. With a growl, she pulls back, looking up at him through hooded eyes. "Cum for me," she demands, her voice husky and commanding. And when he does, she takes his entire length into her mouth, eager to taste the evidence of her power over him.

Okay...where do you want to start? There's so much we need to talk about; it's hard to know where to begin. I guess we could just start with how things have been between us, and go from there.

Alright...I guess I'll start with the incident that really set things off between us. You know, when you said those horrible things to me at my birthday party? That was when everything really started to fall apart for both of us. I don't understand why you would say such hurtful things in the first place; it wasn't like we were close or anything. It just felt like a betrayal, you know? Like you didn't care about me at all.

And after that, everything just seemed to spiral out of control.

Elle ferme les yeux en attendant que son frère la pénètre. La douleur est atroce, mais elle essaie de se convaincre qu'elle le mérite pour ce qu'elle a fait. Lorsqu'il est entier à l'intérieur d'elle, il grogne de souffrance et de plaisir en même temps.

L'infirmière sourit malgré elle, puis se penche sur lui et souffle un court soupir sur son sexe. Puis, les mains posées sur la table de soins, il commence à caresser sa vulve.

Inside her room, Lisa listens to the commotion with growing unease. She can hear everything they're saying, and it's driving her crazy. What is Céline doing here? And why does she want to be with Lucien like this? Suddenly, an idea begins to form in her mind... a twisted, dark idea that she knows will get her exactly what she wants.

With a slow, deliberate breath, she steps out of the shadows and makes her presence known. "Céline?"

"I just wanted to make sure everything was okay," she says innocently, eyeing Céline warily. "You're not in any trouble, are you?" She pauses for effect, waiting for their responses.

Céline looks at her nervously and then back at Lucien. "No... um..." She glances around, clearly uncomfortable. "I just wanted to see him." Her voice trails off, leaving the air heavy with tension.

As The Minnow continues to struggle in futility against their bonds, Lisa feels a shiver of excitement course through her. She's never gone this far before, never taken things to such an extreme. But somehow, with The Minnow squirming helplessly beneath her, it feels right.

She gagged The Minnow next, muffling their cries and protests. Satisfied that they could no longer make a sound, she stands back to admire her handiwork.

The sight of The Minnow lying helpless on the floor, their pleading eyes locked onto hers, brings a flush to Lisa's cheeks. She realizes then that she's wearing a skirt - a skimpy little number that shows off her thighs and legs quite nicely. And as she kicks The Minnow with the heels of her shoes, calling them a pervert for looking at her like that, she can't help but feel a thrill coursing through her body.

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