Her name was Juliette Vernier. Late 40s. French-American. A strategic consultant with a reputation for fixing companies—and breaking egos. She wore tailored suits, bold lipstick, and always had a glass of…
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Ava wore power like a second skin. Her curves, her sharp tongue, the click of her heels against the marble floors—it all drew attention. But she never craved it. She commanded it.…
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Jasmin’s hand trembled slightly as she reached back and turned the lock on Tyrone’s office door with a sharp click. The sound echoed in the room like a trigger. When…
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The room was thick with anticipation as Casey's ample ass jiggled in the center of the room, her boyfriend Mason's eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and trepidation. He'd…
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Tyrone stood at the top of his empire—6'2" of pure dominance wrapped in a tailored charcoal suit. Sharp eyes, smooth voice, and a commanding presence that made boardrooms go silent.…
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Everyone online wonders “Where is Tyrone?” Sitting behind his desk, He lights another cigar… watching his kingdom submit… “Let’s give them a mega show…It’s just past midnight. Rain taps against the…
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The twenty five black men around Jenna could no longer contain themselves. They moved towards her, their cocks hard and ready. Jenna moaned as they touched her, their hands roaming…
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The cuffs stayed on. Faith stayed on her knees, breathing hard, chest rising and falling, her massive breasts completely exposed, glistening under the grimy loft lights. Her short frame trembled—not…
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Jenna, a stunning older woman, was the center of attention. Her body was a masterpiece, her curves begging to be touched, her skin glowing under the soft light. She was…
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