MasukBut... First things first.Her stomach grumbled.Right, she needed to calm her tummy’s protests before planning what to do. She looked at the time on her phone screen. 6:28 am.And the date, June 24th, 2027. Great. She still had some time to prepare. Not much, but it was better than nothing.Right now, she was still considered the rightful daughter of the Grakesons. That meant she had just 6 more days to do something with the bank card in her hands before that two-faced snake, Heather would arrive.Heading downstairs, she found Brian, her younger brother watching TV, left ankle draped over his right thigh.“Sis," he acknowledged, glancing at her for less than a heartbeat before fixing his gaze once more on the large screen. "Morning,""...Morning," she replied with a forced smile.This bastard, after knowing she'd become useless, even asked to be the one to take her virginity. After all, they weren't related by blood.But the others had kicked against it, asserting that it would
“No!” Calia screamed, abruptly rising from a supine position to a seated one in her bed.The back of her nightshirt clung to her back from sweat. Strands of her hair messily stuck to her face; droplets of sweat cascaded down her forehead.She quickly brought hand to her heaving chest as she suspired like she’d just escaped hell.Several heartbeats later, she was calm enough to start taking in her surroundings.Her eyes widened and a soft gasp slipped unchecked.This... Wasn't this the same room that she’d been living in for 18 years at the Grakesons’ mansion before their real eldest daughter was found in a remote town?She rubbed her eyes to make sure her eyes weren't playing tricks on her. That this was no illusion.She also pinched herself hard.That led her to hiss from the stinging pain.It fucking hurt!But at the same time, it helped her realise that this... This wasn't a dream.She felt her body. No wounds. No other place hurt other than her arm at the moment.This was fucking
"Cecilia,"The young man who had just entered the mansion's living room called out. He was dressed in a suit that had its tie already loose. There was a suitcase in his hand and a pair of non-medical transparent glasses sitting on his nose bridge. "Cecilia!" He called again, but there was no response. "Damn it!" He cursed. "Where is that old bitch? How dare she ignore me?" He said to himself angrily. "Cecilia! If I call you one more time, just know you're fucking fired, you hear me?!"At that, there was finally the sound of footsteps rushing down the stairs. It was a spiral staircase. The lady in question didn't wait to be seen by her employer before she started speaking."Sir... Sir, please forgive me." She said as she continued rushing down the stairs, a chaotic drum solo transpiring within her ribcage.Finally, she was at the base of the stairs, left hand on the intricately designed railing and another on her chest.And for a very good reason.Without even turning to look at h
His tongue proceeded to trace from her perineal raphe straight up to the glans of her clit, pausing at the start of its prepuce. Then his lips caught on her left inner lip, sucking gently. He did the same to the right before going on to suck on her small, distended clit.Right after, he sucked on both flaps of skin. Repeatedly. His left thumb soon proceeded to tantalise her clit while he lapped up her juices. “...fuck…!” she muttered, pinching her nipples even harder.Before long, she was trying to squeeze her thighs against his head. But he firmly kept them apart and continued cunnilingus.She finally reached orgasm, her body spasming, thighs trying to squeeze against him, to no avail. As her trembling subsided, he proceeded to lap up her juices fervently, ultimately planting a kiss on her clit.He gently brought her butt to the bed. Next, he slid in a finger, and eventually two. His thrusting pace was gentle enough, but the slutty princess wasn’t satisfied with that. “I want yo
The princess's head now rested on a plush pillow, fingers on her boobs, tweaking her nipples as her friend had instructed not moments ago.Her buttocks, however, were elevated. Her thighs draped over Gryeishann's shoulders, knees arched and ankles crossed.The latter's arms were raised, elbows arched, palms on her inner thighs.“Princess, it’s so beautiful.” he couldn't help but confess as he stared at the treasure between her thighs.“Hngh... Of course. Otherwise, my royal blood would be wasted,” she replied in a sultry tone.Her spent shaft was resting against her belly. And her blushing pussy looked ready to be 'worshipped'.“I can’t believe I’ll be your first.”"And hopefully, the only one,” she replied with flushed cheeks.~A/n: Princess Sunshine doesn’t have a testicular pouch. In place of that is a pussy with barely meaty outer lips and scallop-edged inner lips that form a pear shape. :)~"Yeah, I want to be the only one fucking this pussy,""Does that mean you'll make me yo
Gryeishann now sat astride the princess in reverse, elegantly riding her cock with a delicious-looking technique.“See how good I am, hm? Riding your cock with this much zeal... Aaghh~ I deserve a reward, right? Mm? Aaa… Aaah… Oh fuck…!”“Ah, fuck~ I love your hot cock so much. It's better than the one that deflowered my hole. Nnh… Ah… I love it so much! Aww, fuck~”Seeing her cock getting engulfed on repeat by that gorgeous dark ring of muscle was an absolute feast for bored eyes.The contrast between the two intimate places made it all the more lovely.And watching him roll that bubble ass on her cock with incredible skill…Watching him eventually twerk like there was some trophy to be won…Dang it!He soon straddled her, facing her this time without a cock inside him. Then, lowering his head, he buried his face between her massive twin peaks for a brief moment.Subsequently, he began worshipping her boobies with his hands, mouth and tongue.Soon, he teasingly guided her cock into h
"Mrs Kensington, congratulations! You are three weeks up the duff!"These beautiful and long-awaited words replayed in Evanna's head, even though a few hours had passed since she left the doctor's office this morning.This was real.After three years of marriage to Dante, her loving husband, she wa
After marking me on my left shoulder, he was finally sheathed inside me. Once I'd adjusted to his length, I gave him a go-ahead, and he started moving, his hands pinning down my wrists to the bed, my legs surrounding his waist.His initial pace was slow, but when I told him to be faster, he opened
Raylen had begun to eat me out. He was a virgin, just like me, but he did his best, and I still felt great pleasure. One of my legs was still on the bed, arched forward, the other was placed at his back, its heel softly sinking into his flesh. I could feel he had some scars on his back. I guess i
Instead of exploding like I'd expected, she heaved a deep sigh and returned to sitting once more."You know what? You're right, honey. I'm responsible for pushing your friend to her death. I didn't just happily bed the king, knowing that she'd suffer; I often paid your friend visits and made sure t







