Fanny obeyed, placing her hands on both sides of her pussy. She used her fingers to spread her labia apart, showing him everything—her inner pink folds that glistened with her juices, the slit that led to her hot, tight walls that were currently clenched and unclenched with need, her rapidly swelling clit.
"What do you know about Aphrodite, Fanny?"
Fanny frowned. Really? He wanted to quiz her now when she had her cunt a few inches away from his face? She was too wet, too hot for him, and prayed that he would cover the distance between them and place that talented mouth on her cunt.
"Do you not know her, Fanny?" Valter asked, pursing his lips. He blew hot air over her cunt and watched in satisfaction as she gasped, writhing from the several jolts he sent up her spine.
"I-I do," She trembled, wanting him to repeat that action. "Goddess of Love...
Jason pressed her against the door, which he had shut behind her. While his mouth slid on her throat, he slid his hand under her skirt just as if he knew she wasn't putting on panties. She never puts that on whenever she's coming to their place.“I see someone is so eager," Kayla murmured. Her nails dragged across his chest while she slipped his shirt over his head.“It's been fucking two days." He grinned.“Shhh–poor thing," she teased him. She watched him slide his finger over her thigh.“I'm still fucking wet from this morning." He hissed.Before she could say a word, Mason walked into the room. He had gone to the gym. He dropped his bag quickly and didn't flinch when he saw what they were doing. It was normal to him.“You both started without me, huh? " he asked, placing his hand over her hips.
Ella Hartley heard the familiar sound of the delivery truck pulling up.He was right on time.She moved to the front window of her quiet suburban home, pretending to adjust the curtains. But her eyes were on him.Sully Rivera stepped out of the truck, tall and solid in his navy uniform. His muscular forearms looked like they could lift more than just Amazon boxes.For a mailman, He moved with some kind of easy confidence that she would never expect a mailman to have and for Ella, that meant he had to pack down there. Only a man with a good cock and terrible job could move with as much confidence as Sully did.Ella had only exchanged a few words with him since she moved back after her divorce, but she knew his name, his schedule and how good he looked carrying packages. She stalked him so hard she started to send mail to herself
Everywhere was dark. I had no idea where I was. My eyes were tied with blindfolds, but I knew I was sold off to an alpha king to pay off my step-parent's debts.I felt nothing but hate for my step parents, selling me off to the cruel Alpha king, Tristen, like I meant nothing to them. They had no conscience. I cried and wailed before I arrived at Alpha King's bedroom. No one listened, no one pitied me.My mind battled the thought of how cruel this Alpha king could be, or how he looked. Was he a monster? Everyone talked so highly of him, but I had never set eyes on him.I heard the door open and started to fidget on the bed. “Who's there?”I asked, scared as I wrapped my hands around my legs.Someone climbed into bed, and I couldn't see who it was. Suddenly, the blindfolds came off. My gaze fell on the mighty frame of a man in front of her, his chest bare. He was
Liam and Maya are friends who know each other well. They have always been inseparable since college. They bonded over failed relationships and late-night ramen with some inside jokes they only understood. Now in their mid-20s, their connection only became stronger.It was Friday night, when they usually hang out.Like on their usual nights, they play board games, drink, and then laugh at slight jokes. The laughter shook the walls of Liam's apartment. Liam sat with his legs crossed on the couch, sipping his wine slowly, while his toes brushed against Maya's thigh.“I want you to fuck me," Maya said suddenly, with a bold voice. She just made it look like she was tossing a random conversation.The room was quiet for a while until Liam burst into laughter.“I think I should be honest with you tonight," Maya said.“Wait, you're serious? You w
I wasn’t even supposed to be in the living room.The lights were off except for the faint glow from the hallway, and I was curled up on the couch, scrolling through my phone, pretending I wasn’t listening to the laughter outside.My dad and his friends were on the patio, drinking, talking loudly, and throwing around old jokes. I could hear Mr. Dale’s voice the clearest, that deep, smooth laugh of his. I closed my eyes for a second, exhaling slowly.God, I needed to get over this.The patio door slid open. I sat up quickly, pretending to be adjusting the blanket.He stepped inside, shutting the door softly. I could smell the whiskey on his breath before he even said anything.“Hey, I didn't think anyone was still up.”I tucked my legs under me. “Couldn’t sleep.”He walked over, a little unsteady but
It was already past midnight when Evelyn Lane, a woman in her thirties, stood by her window, looking at the city skyline. The house was bright, but not until she pulled the curtains.She pulled off her heels before walking towards the bedroom. She was tired; she had a very long day. She opened the door slowly as she got to the entrance of her room. The first thing she did when she got to the room was stare at her corporate pants and silk blouse in the mirror.She had to put on dresses like that every day to impress her clients. One could tell she had it all: beauty, intelligence, and success, yet she returned to her quiet home every night, feeling alone as ever. She had lost her husband, had no kids, and she didn't remarry after that. She still looked so young in her thirties. Young guys kept asking her for dates, but she settled for Edward. He was decent in bed, but she wasn't getting enough.