MasukShare
LUSTING FOR MY PRIEST HOLY COCK
Terakhir Diperbarui:
2025-12-12 19:21:22
Bab terbaru
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION CREAMING TO MY NEIGHBOURS COCK (I)
“Fuck, he’s got another slut tonight,” I hissed under my breath, standing at my bedroom window in the pitch dark, my eyes glued to Roman—my ultimate fantasy fuck. That retired pornstar body of his, those ripped abs, massive chest, and that monstrous cock I’d dreamed about splitting me wide open.My eyes fluttered and rolled back a little as I slid my trembling hands down to my soaked thighs. “Oh shit, not yet,” I gasped softly, crawling onto the bed on shaky knees and yanking the nightstand drawer open with a rattle.“VRMMM–VRMMM.” The vibrator buzzed weakly, barely alive.“Fuck, one bar,” I groaned, pressing the heel of my hand to my forehead. “Forgot to charge it again.”I grabbed my thick, pink, veiny dildo instead—almost as big as his—and my binoculars from the drawer.“Let’s get filthy,” I purred low, licking my lips slow and hungry.I snatched the bottle of oil, dragged the chair right up to the open window—close enough that if he glanced over, he’d see every bare inch of me—and
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION Public p**n: BBC THREESOME WITH A TATTOOED PAWG
CHRIS POV“Yoo… hold up, hold up. You see that pretty little thing right there? Fuck, look at that fat juicy ass sittin’ there all nice. C’mon man, let’s go say hey. I’m all bricked up just lookin’ at it.”“Aight, man.” Joe, my cameraman, said, already adjusting the camera on his shoulder.We walked up to her. She was wearing these tiny bum shorts that barely covered anything, revealing half her ass cheeks. Fuck. The way her ass was pressed against that bench, spreading just right. Couldn’t wait.“Hey, beautiful,” I said, stepping closer with my eyes locked on hers.“I’m Chris… this is Joe, my cameraman. Not sure if you’re familiar with our show. We bump into hotties like you and do a little interview. You up for it?”“Yeah, I’m familiar with your show. Can I grab it—Chris, right? Yeah, I fuck with your show.” She said, standing up from the bench. Fuck, look at the way her ass just grabs half of those shorts.“Aight, bet. So what’s your name?”“Delilah,” she said. Her voice was smooth
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION INTERVIEWING KING NASIR MONSTER COCK
So… real talk, King. Let’s get real,” I said, my voice already dropping a little lower, warmer, like I couldn’t help it.“Everyone wants to know the number. What’s your actual body count—on screen and off?”He leaned back into the wide hotel-suite couch, thighs falling open in that lazy, deliberate way men do when they know exactly what they’re showing off. Those soft grey sweatpants clung to him, doing nothing to hide the thick, heavy outline resting along his thigh—long, relaxed, but impossible to ignore. Shirtless, his abs shifted with every breath, the deep cuts catching the low light. His arms draped along the back of the couch, biceps flexing just enough to make my mouth water. God, I wanted those arms pinning me down. I wanted him inside me so badly it was starting to ache.His dark eyes stayed locked on mine, a slow, filthy grin pulling at his lips.“Um… lost count a long time ago, Lana,” he said, voice deep and unhurried, like he had all night. “On camera? Easy—couple hundre
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION LUSTING FOR MY PRIEST HOLY COCK
“Bless me Father, for I have sinned… against you.” My voice cracked before I even finished the sentence. I swallowed, my throat dry. “It’s been seven years since my last confession.” He let out a low, rumbling hum from the other side of the lattice, patient, waiting. “I… I used to be a stripper. Four years. And the habit never really left me. It wasn’t just work… it was who I was. I loved getting fucked. I love massive cocks down my throat. I thought it would stop once I got engaged. It only got worse. My husband doesn’t give me what I need, so I masturbate and I cheat on him with our neighbor. I liked it. I still do.” “Father—” “I prefer Daddy,” he cut in, voice suddenly darker, rougher. His breathing had changed—heavier, deeper, like he’d been holding it the whole time. “Daddy… those are my sins.” “Show me,” he said, low and certain. “Show me how you sin.” “Now?” “Yes. Now.” He stood. The confessional door creaked open on his side. “Show me how sorry you really ar
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION WRECKING MY TWIN FIANCÉ (IV)
“At long last… this damn wedding is over,” i mutter under my breath as I head barefoot toward the kitchen for something to eat.Tyler couldn’t seem to leave my side all day.I can still feel the warmth of his hands lingering on my waist when we danced. I can’t help the little squeal in my chest, like some foolish schoolgirl. Soon it’ll be just the two of us—him, his huge cock, his house, his yacht, his name. Everything’s finally going to be mine. A sly smile curls on my face.Footsteps ripple through the hallway, dragging me back to reality.Well, speak of the devil.Tyler appears, shirt half-unbuttoned, tie tossed somewhere forgotten, the faint burn of whiskey on his breath. Just as we’re about to pass, his hand shoots out, catching mine—grip firm, possessive.“Don’t forget,” he murmurs, low and rough, the kind of voice that makes my pulse spike. “Midnight. Your room. I need the truth tonight.”I step closer, close enough that the curve of my belly presses against his belt, heat rad
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION WRECKING MY TWIN FIANCE(iii)
Well. Someone finally got the dessert they’ve been starving for,” Jessica says, setting the tray down gently and pulling off the mitts one finger at a time. “Close your legs, sweetheart. You’re dripping on my marble.” I instinctively squeeze my thighs together; a thick drop of cum hits the floor anyway. “It just… happened. Tyler was drunk and ” “Tyler was exactly how I wanted him to be,” she cuts in, voice soft but steady. “I replaced half the bottle of whiskey with Everclear three hours ago.” Tyler did act drunk but not too drunk. He realized I’m not Jessica. So he actually wanted me. The thought punches me in the gut, a twisted mix of victory and guilt. “What’s this about?” I mutter, my heart hammering. She steps closer, her eyes flicking to Tyler’s handprint on my ass, not with anger but something sadder. “I needed you fertile.” Fertile? What the fuck are you talking about? “I needed the two of you to have sex,” she whispers, her voice cracking a little. “That’s
Anda juga akan menyukai
Accidentally Married
Swiftpen123898.9K DibacaThe CEO's Addiction To Love
Moonlight City950.4K DibacaThe President's Accidental Wife
Blue Fruity1.0M DibacaBillionaire's Ex-wife is Mommy of Twins
Lami274662.6K DibacaUntil You
Nikora Clegg394 DibacaRuined by Desire
DML240 DibacaThe Stolen Bride of The Ruthless Don
Christy195 DibacaThe Sound Of Ruin
Key Kirita259 Dibaca
