[Sub-Mission complete!][Points gained: 700][New total taboo Points: #####]Tristan was excited to see that his points had gone up. He had successfully completed the mission. Though he was filled with extreme joy, it wasn't because of the points. It was for another reason entirely.He had been with professor Wynters, the most beautiful professor on campus. He had fucked her!“It feels like a dream.” he couldn't help but say out loud, his face glued to her body as she dressed. He couldn't believe he had gone between those legs, fucked her and even came inside her. If he were told that one day, he would fuck her in her office, he would never believe.“What is like a dream?” she asked him at once, snapping him back from these thoughts.He was stuck, unsure of what to reply to her.“Come one, put you on your clothes. You're the one who wants me to go to class, are you not?” she asked him.“Yes, yes, yes!” He yelled at once, immediately scrambling for his clothes to join her in dresses. I

The way he had rushed out the moment the lecture ended was like he was definitely avoiding something or people. Added to the fact that he didn't sit with them. That told a lot of stories and no amount of excuses was going to hide the fact that he didn't want to be with them.“You know, it's not easy for us girls to throw ourselves on you like this. It's better to stop making a fool out of us. If you don't want us, then just say it. I'm tired of trying to figure out my place in your life,” she said to him. She was serious, and it was all written all over her face. She was usually very playful and teasing in her words, but all that had disappeared. It was replaced by frustration born of uncertainty.“How can you say such a thing?” He asked her, leaning back slightly as though struck by the sudden sharpness of her tone. “Is that how I make you feel?” He asked again, trying to make her say more, so he would know how deeply his actions had pierced her.Tracy was smart. Unlike the other gi

She had a smile on, a smile that was not only toxic, but filled with the promise of violence and anticipated humiliation. If the Miles sisters dared to push the issue any further in the closed space, they would be torn apart by Avery and her sisters.The Miles sisters were struck with fear, their knees feeling completely weak under the heavy weight of the threat. The few days of momentum and newfound confidence they had gained had made them completely forget the very reason why they feared the Harold sisters in the first place, the ruthlessness and brutal power they held over anyone who crossed them. Their wars were usually fought when watching eyes were few. The stories would always eventually tell themselves with no reason evidence to pin them down.“You'll be reminded if that's what you want,” Camille told them, her eyes watching each of them as if they were weak prey. No word could escape the mouths of the miles sisters again , their throats completely dried up and their initial

Before long, Jayson who had been alerted was already on his way to Harold's Hotel in the hired helicopter he still got from the company's money. As Tristan later sat across Freya at the garden waiting for Jayson to arrive, his eyes rolled over her body, detecting sexy parts he had always wanted in his past life but he never gave her. “I'll take it now in the presence of Jayson.” He mumbled within him. Freya shared two striking properties with her mom, Kayla. A thick booty and big tits that aligned perfectly to her body line. He was imagining fucking her mom right after her. “Sir,” she lulled him out of his thoughts. “Jayson is ten minutes from arriving.” Tristan smiled and nodded. His erotic eyes continued to graze her body such that even when Jayson arrived and greeted him, he didn't reply. So he confronted Tristan. “Heyyyyy sir, you're looking at my fiancee…..that……wayyy?” “Yessss,” Tristan replied firmly. “Anything wrong with that? Your fiance is beautiful. I'd love to have

She had a smile on, a smile that was not only toxic, but filled with the promise of violence and anticipated humiliation. If the Miles sisters dared to push the issue any further in the closed space, they would be torn apart by Avery and her sisters.The Miles sisters were struck with fear, their knees feeling completely weak under the heavy weight of the threat. The few days of momentum and newfound confidence they had gained had made them completely forget the very reason why they feared the Harold sisters in the first place, the ruthlessness and brutal power they held over anyone who crossed them. Their wars were usually fought when watching eyes were few. The stories would always eventually tell themselves with no reason evidence to pin them down.“You'll be reminded if that's what you want,” Camille told them, her eyes watching each of them as if they were weak prey. No word could escape the mouths of the miles sisters again , their throats completely dried up and their initial