Misa blinked at the three tall men standing before her home. "Er, excuse me?"“A home inspection, Miss Davies," one of them, a dark-haired man, repeated slowly, looking at her as if she were stupid. His eyes moved down to her skimpy silk robe. “Carl, you speak blonde, right? Will you explain it to her?"Misa flushed, embarrassed. She was a natural blonde, and sure, that meant that sometimes she didn't get most people, but she wasn't stupid.Carl, who was blonde, stepped up, flashed her a smile, and repeated what his buddy had said. "Hi there. I'm Carl, that's Ray and Sammy. We're with the town council, and your home was listed for home inspection. This means we check if the floor isn't creaky, or the water is running, no mismatch in the pipes and wiring and-""I know what you mean," She cut him off, folding her arms. There was a vibration between her
"You're acting like a little slut," Colin breathed but continued fucking her pussy with his fingers. His other hand slipped under her shirt to cup the beauties that had teased him all day. She mewled when his fingers found her nipples and began plucking at them while shoving his fingers in and out of her pussy at a torrid pace."I'm gonna cum," Lucie whispered, jaw slacked with pleasure. "I'm gonna-""Right? What do you guys think?"Lucie blinked. Colin's fingers paused briefly as they looked at their parents in confusion."Oh, leave the kids out of this. What do you mean my mother's not invited for Thanksgiving?"They sighed in relief when their parents resumed arguing. Colin continued fingering her juicy cunt. His fingers were flooded, and she hadn't even cum yet. He withdrew his fingers and, while Lucie whined about it, trailed
"Aww, I can't believe Colin's going off to college already," Lucie mumbled, pressing up against her step-brother as the family moved his things into the car. Colin cleared his throat awkwardly, hoping to hide the boner in his pants. If there was anything about home that he would miss terribly, it would be seeing his step-sister.Lucie was a pretty little thing. Although she was a year younger, she was freaking sexy for a nineteen year old. Her boobs were soft and pillowy, all pressed up against his arm. His entire body stiffened when she began rubbing against his arm, mewling like a cat in heat. Colin pegged it down to her simply being clingy. She had always been clingy ever since their parents got married three years ago. She sometimes slept in his room when she had nightmares and those nights had been both bliss and torture for him."C
"Wooo, my boy, here's the birthday boy!"Charles curled his lips in annoyance at his friend. "I'm getting married, Nick, not celebrating my birthday."His already drunk friend scoffed, waving his glass of brandy in the air. "Whatever, man. Same difference."Charles' friends had organised a bachelor's party before next week's wedding. He didn't mind. It was an arranged marriage with their parents anyway, so he didn't have much of a say regarding the marriage.He would love to enjoy his few days as a free man before he got shackled to some billionaire heiress from Denmark.His eyes were fixed on the strippers they invited. There were two of them. They both had masks on but were dressed in gold frilly bikinis. They looked so fucking exotic it was hard not to sport a boner.They danced on the pole, rocking and
Miles gaped, watching me. I closed my eyes when the taste of his cum hit my tongue."Oh, Miles, you taste so good," I purred. He didn't say a thing. I didn't need him to. I just needed him to watch me. I unbuttoned the shirt I had on slowly, revealing my tits."You stole my shirt?" He asked, and I giggled."That's the only thing you see?" I pushed my exposed tits up for him to see, and he groaned."We really should stop here,""Easy for you to say," I taunted. "You already got to cum. I haven't."I pushed one of my tits up and leaned down to tease the nipple with my tongue."How do you know how to do that?" He asked, leaning closer now, watching me with interest."I have a cellphone?""You shouldn't be watc
Miles Numero became my bodyguard exactly four months ago, and that was the time I began having wet dreams about him. Right from the minute my daddy brought the hunk into my apartment, saying he did some bad deals with the mafia and got an ex-marine to be my bodyguard, I had wanted him. The thing is, he doesn't want me back.Oh, I had tried. I tried so hard. At first, I would tease him in just my towel, or wear a sexy bikini and ask him to tie the ropes for me. Sometimes, I would fake being sick just so he would have to pick me up because otherwise, Miles would never touch me.I didn't think I looked terrible, though. I had great boobs, all my friends said that. I had a good-looking ass too. Those were the only things that counted when it came to men, right?"So why won't he fuck me?" I hissed, watching the man in question through my hotel windo