Villainess Marked For Her Alpha Chapter 147: You Want Me Jerking off in the Damn Bushes Like

Emily’s swollen tits leaked warm milk in steady pearly streams down her flushed curves as she fucked herself ruthless with the three thick dildos, hips grinding sloppy desperate rhythm.

The black veined monster stretching her throat with wet glurks and gags, saliva bubbling frothy from her plump lips wrapped tight around the base, drool cascading to mix with the milk pooling sticky on her belly.

Her hands worked the other two toys rciless—girthy pink knot-dildo slamming deep her sopping pussy with obscene squelches, folds gripping tightly every thrust as slick gushed fresh flood of slick and cum soaking her thighs and mattress black, dildo popping in-out with lewd pops.

Purple ridged anal beast plunged her tight ass brutal knuckle-deep, pucker clenching pink greedy around ridges dragging burn, her limp legs splayed wide with the help of her hands as she scissored both holes filled full.

Fingers pinched her leaking nipples vicious twist-pull, milk squirting fine arcs from the abuse till she shattered again.

Her body seized bowstring tight, muffled moan vibrating the cock in her throat as another orgasm ripped violent, pussy walls milking the toy spasm after spasm, thick cum-slick drooling heavy from her wrecked cunt in creamy ropes to puddle beneath.

Panting wrecked, she yanked pussy and anal dildos free with twin schlicks—holes gaping empty winking slick—but kept the black one lodged deep mouth, bobbing her head slow now for a proper sloppy blowjob.

Cheeks hollowing suction as tongue swirled the veined length, throat relaxing to take it balls-deep gag-free with wet glucks, eyes rolled hazy bliss.

Fumbling blind to the supply-corner again, she snatched two small bullet vibrators—egg-shaped humming beasts—suction-cups gleaming.

She pinched one leaking nipple hard, slapping the vibe direct over the puckered peak till it latched pop suction-tight, buzzing ruthless on high sending milk jetting wild from the assault.

Second vibe clamped the other nipple sa brutal—vibrations thrumming deep into her chest as milk sprayed twin fountains down her torso, tits jiggling bounce with every pulse, her free hand fisting the oral dildo harder now as whiny moans choked around it.

Hellen slamd the tablet feed shut fast with a sharp snap, snatching it clean from Reyes’ and Ivory’s gripping hands before they could blink, screen going black instant on Emily’s debauched heat haze.

She could no longer control herself if she continued watching the feed continuously.

"What the fuck are you doing—give it back now?!" Reyes snarled first, lunging half-forward fists balled, cedar-steel spiking thick rut-fog. "I need to watch more!"

"We were watching her—my oga!" Ivory growled close behind, chili pheromones flaring hot offense, hand twitching for the device. "She was giving us a show!"

Hellen snarled back feral low, honey-citrus rolling dominant wave to drown them. "You pervs were gawking at her private heat monts like filthy voyeurs—eyes off my girl!"

"Don’t preach high when your dick’s straining rock-hard tenting your pants like a desperate mutt," Reyes shot venom, eyes raking Hellen’s obvious bulge shaless.

"You can’t talk shit either, Hellen—sa throbbing problem bulging your jeans," Ivory added rough laugh, palming her own front subtle. "You want to masturbate with your tiny prick, right?"

"Mine is not tine! Yous are!" Hellen scowled deep, jaw ticking tense. "And what if we all snap lose control full feral? I sll her pheromones thick already—sweet scent choking air even through these damn sealed walls miles off."

The other two fell dead quiet instant—nostrils flaring confirm as Emily’s heat scent seeped faint but potent, slick-need pulling their cocks twitch harder, ruts clawing brain edges raw.

"Tch! Fine—truce for now. But point to a damn bathroom close—I need to pee bad," Reyes grumbled shifting thigh-to-thigh, voice strained.

"You fucking want to jerk your prick raw, admit it—you fucking shaless mutt," Hellen called blunt, eyebrow arched mocking.

"Don’t act like you don’t crave the sa fist-pump relief yourself. And stop calling out so damn loud like that—everyone hears!" Reyes snapped back red-eared and flushed, all three alphas shifting restless on their feet, pants strained tight and uncomfortable with throbbing bulges pressing hard against fabric.

"Tch! Shaless pervs like you need calling out loud and clear—no hiding it!" Hellen fired back sharp, honey-citrus scent flaring a spike.

Ivory sighed long and tired, rubbing her temple with one hand while pulling a slim cigar from her uniform pocket with the other—flicking a lighter click to ignite the tip, inhaling deep as cherry ember glowed bright, smoke curling lazy from her nostrils.

"Enough bickering already—get rid of that fucking drum, will you? I don’t wanna stare at Viktor’s dissolving slop bubbling in there anymore, reeks too much."

"That’ll be done real soon—acid’s churning fine," Hellen snarled low promise, turning on her heel to stride off down the dim hall, boots thudding purposeful.

"Where the hell are you even going now?" Reyes called after sharp, arms crossing tighter.

"Bathroom—gotta pee bad, holding it too long," Hellen threw over her shoulder casual, not breaking stride.

"You’re the shaless mutt here, Hellen! Hope your dick never stands up hard again—may you suffer erectile dysfunction forever!" Reyes yelled vicious curse, eyes flashing an.

"What the actual fuck?! I hope a rabid dog chews your balls off raw!" Hellen roared back instant, spinning half-turn middle finger high.

"I hope your balls swell up full of stones—crushing pain always!" Reyes bellowed louder, stepping forward aggressive.

"I hope your balls burst into bloody pieces—ssy end!" Hellen countered vicious grin.

"I hope your dick never pees straight again—dribble forever!" Reyes spat fire.

"I hope your dick only pees pure blood from now on—red river curse!" Hellen yelled final, slamming the bathroom door bang behind her as sarcastic laughter mixed with curses echoed down the hall.

Ivory flicked her cigar stub to the grimy floor, grinding it out under her boot heel with a twist. "I’m taking the car—keys are mine. You find your own spot sowhere else to handle business."

"You an you want jerking off in the damn bushes like so animal?!" Reyes snarled incredulous, eyes flashing hot as she shifted thigh-to-thigh again, bulge still straining painful.

"That’s your problem to solve, soldier girl—figure it out quick. You survived worse than blue balls in the field; hope you sniff a good private hole," Ivory replied dry smirk, patting Reyes’ tense arm firm once like battlefield camo before striding off casual toward the parked black SUV, keys jingling loose in her pocket.

"Fuck you straight to hell!" Reyes bellowed after her back, spinning to glare at the shadowy bushes lining the lot—thick cover but degrading. "Emily, I will rut you rcilessly for this. Even if you plead for rcy, I won’t stop."