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Sinful Deepthroating(VIII)

Author: Ms.Mari
last update publish date: 2026-08-02 00:20:32

“Do you like what you see?” Mr. Blackwell’s low, velvety voice wrapped around Kensie like warm silk, startling her out of her dazed trance.

She whipped around so fast she nearly lost her balance, her cheeks burning bright red as the vibrator she’d been holding slipped from her fingers and clattered loudly onto the hardwood floor. The sound echoed through the otherwise silent master bedroom like an accusation.

“Mr. Blackwell! I—I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to—” Kensie stammered, her voice shaky a
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  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Sinful Deepthroating(VIII)

    “Do you like what you see?” Mr. Blackwell’s low, velvety voice wrapped around Kensie like warm silk, startling her out of her dazed trance.She whipped around so fast she nearly lost her balance, her cheeks burning bright red as the vibrator she’d been holding slipped from her fingers and clattered loudly onto the hardwood floor. The sound echoed through the otherwise silent master bedroom like an accusation.“Mr. Blackwell! I—I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to—” Kensie stammered, her voice shaky and barely above a whisper. Her heart hammered wildly in her chest as embarrassment flooded through her.He leaned casually against the doorframe, one eyebrow raised and a knowing smirk playing on his lips. His tailored suit hugged his broad shoulders and athletic frame perfectly, while his dark, piercing eyes bored into hers with an intensity that made her knees feel weak. “No need to apologize, Kensie. Curiosity isn’t a crime,” he said smoothly, his tone rich with amusement.She swallowed hard,

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Sinful Deepthroating(VII)

    The phone buzzed on the glass coffee table, but I was already sprawled comfortably on the plush couch in my penthouse, one leg dangling lazily over the edge. I sipped my chilled apple martini, the crisp, tart flavor cutting through the warm afternoon light streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Laura sat across from me, her golden blonde hair glowing in the sunlight like a halo. We had built this escort empire together, turning it into one of the most exclusive services in the city. We were the queens of this glittering world. But tonight, something felt off. A dark tension hummed in the air.“Danielle’s out,” I said quietly, swirling the olive in my glass. My voice stayed calm, but the atmosphere in the room thickened instantly.Laura froze, her own glass halfway to her lips. “Out? As in… out of jail?” Her green eyes widened with disbelief.I nodded, meeting her gaze steadily. My hazel eyes reflected the mix of anger and caution I felt. “Yeah. She’s free. Walking around the

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Sinful Deepthroating(VI)

    The phone buzzed on the nightstand, pulling Farrah from her lazy late-afternoon scrolling through social media. She glanced at the screen, and her lips curved into a small, knowing smile when she saw the caller ID. Work. She swiped to answer, her voice smooth, warm, and professionally inviting.“Hi, this is Farrah.”The voice on the other end was confident and mature, carrying the easy tone of someone who knew exactly what he wanted. “Hello, Farrah. My wife and I would like to book an appointment with you tonight. We’ve heard wonderful things.”A couple. Farrah stretched her long legs across the bed, her interest immediately piqued. Couples were always more intriguing than solo clients—the dynamics, the shared energy, and usually the better pay made them worth the effort. “Of course,” she replied. “When were you thinking?”“Tonight, if you’re available. Short notice, I know, but we’d make it worth your while.”She ran a hand through her hair, thinking quickly. It was last-minute, but

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Sinful Deepthroating(V)

    The phone buzzed sharply against the cool marble countertop, pulling me out of my thoughts. I glanced at the screen. The number was unfamiliar, but it came through our private line—the one Laura and I reserved only for clients who understood the meaning of discretion. I took a steadying breath and swiped to answer, keeping my voice smooth and professional.“This is Brandi.”“Hi, Brandi,” the man on the other end replied. His tone was calm, almost polished, like he had done this many times before. “I’m Bob. A friend gave me your number and spoke very highly of you. My wife and I are looking for something… special tonight. A couples massage with a little extra. Are you available?”I paused for just a heartbeat. That familiar flicker of caution always lingered in the back of my mind, but with Sam and Danielle temporarily out of the picture, turning down good money didn’t make sense. “Of course,” I said warmly. “Text me the address. I can be there in about an hour.”The house was exactly

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Sinful Deepthroating(IV)

    Behind me, I heard Slick unzipping his jeans, but my focus stayed on Carrie. Her fingers trailed down my curves, tracing my hips before slipping between my thighs. I gasped sharply as she rubbed me through the thin fabric of my panties, her touch teasing, skilled, and full of intent.“You really are as beautiful as he said,” she murmured, her breath hot against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “No wonder he talks about you so much.”I barely had time to respond before she hooked her fingers under the lace and slid my panties down, leaving me completely exposed. Her hand returned, fingers gliding directly over my slick folds. I whimpered as she slipped two fingers inside me, curling them perfectly against that sensitive spot.“Fuck,” I breathed, my hips rocking instinctively against her hand, chasing the building pleasure.She worked me expertly, her free hand caressing my breast. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Slick stroking his hard cock slowly, his gaze locked on us wit

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Sinful Deepthroating(III)

    The call came as Laura and I were splitting a plate of warm truffle fries at our favorite little bistro downtown. The golden fries, crispy on the outside and perfectly seasoned, were one of the small luxuries we allowed ourselves between jobs. My phone buzzed insistently on the wooden table, vibrating against the half-empty glasses of iced tea. I hesitated, not wanting to shatter the rare peaceful moment with Laura. But she gave me that knowing look and nodded toward the phone. “Answer it, babe. Money always comes first in our world.”When I saw Slick’s name flashing across the screen, my heart skipped a beat. Slick wasn’t just another customer. Over time, we’d built something deeper—a genuine bond that felt rare in this line of work. Sure, he was a drug kingpin with more enemies than friends, navigating a dangerous world of deals, loyalty, and betrayal. But he treated me with real respect. He remembered the little things: my favorite flowers, the stories I told about my rough days, a

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   COLLECTION 2: SOAKED IN SIN

    I glanced up from my crossword puzzle as the bell above the shop door tinkled. A man, broad shoulders, bright white smile and wearing black wraparound shades, strode into the warren of dusty shelves and cabinets. He moved with purpose, the material of his jeans hugging the tops of his long thighs an

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Teaching My Younger Husband Sin(III)

    She was watching him towel off, fresh out of a hot shower. Marie’s eyes travelled the length of his white body, taking in his curly pale hair, blue eyes, thin pink lips. She always lingered on her favourite parts of him, his thick, firm fingers, his long, curved cock. Then Gavin’s eyes began to li

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Teaching My Younger Husband Sin(II)

    So, maybe the car was gone. Maybe she had spent the money on some outrageous thing. Maybe he’d one day know what it was and maybe he wouldn’t. But for now, Gavin thought, fuck the car, and fuck the walk. Gavin was going to fuck his wife in this old-fashioned swing that hung from this big oak tree

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   COLLECTION 1: Teaching My Younger Husband Sin(I)

    If you called her a cougar or whatever hot-to-trot name the kids had come up with these days, Marie was liable to curse you out. She was anything but anybody’s cradle robber. Marie was simply Marie, an older woman who happened to be married to a younger man, and who happened to still have the goods

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