WICKED TEMPTATIONS (STEAMY COLLECTIONS)

The driver eyed her up and down; for how prissy and ignorant she was, she had quite the body. She was wearing a short black skirt with black open-toed heels. He licked his lips as his eyes moved from her pink toes to her dangling heel up, up her long milky, smooth legs, which were crossed, allowing him a small peek at her thigh. After a pause, his eyes moved up to her cleavage, where he could see the tips of her big, round, luscious breasts, just barely covered by her blouse and her silky light-blonde hair. As he saw her head move, his eyes darted back to the road. The airport was getting closer and he sighed a bit. His cock was rock hard as he imagined her naked, legs wide open, ready to be plowed. He wondered if she was clean-shaven or hairy, neither of which mattered to him at this point.As they got closer and closer to the departure area of the airport, he couldn’t get the image of her naked ass out of his mind. He parked and hopped out of the car, his cock bulging through his je

The tribesman with the long cock that was just in her ass had maneuvered himself around to her face, his long cock pointed at her face now. She hadn’t a moment of doubt as she stared at the long cock that had just fucked and cum into her ass. Audrey’s mind whirled back to the scene at the hotel, the black slut blowing her husband. She grimaced and opened her mouth, letting the dirty long cock that was in her ass now slide into her mouth. Audrey could taste the sweet and salty remainders of his cum as he began fucking her mouth.The small hut was soon filled with nothing but wet noises as all three men continued to pump into all three of her holes. She could sense that the man in her pussy would cum soon, his cock flinching with each thrust. Her sore pussy and ass felt spent, but her mind was still horny as ever. She came again, one hand digging her fingers into the powerful chest of the tribesman underneath her, the other hand stroking the remainder of the long cock that was smashing

He shook his head, “Give a lonely guy some relief. It’s been way too long and you look way too good. You have to play nice.”I set my glass down on the coffee table and looked him squarely in the eyes. Then, as he sat and stared, I slowly stood up and walked over to his loveseat, and sat down next to him, sliding right up next to him until our thighs were pressed together.“How nice do you want me to be?”He groaned and I swear I saw a twitching beneath the fly of his slacks. And believe me, if his cock wants to gain some attention, all it has to do is ask. Despite his seemingly innocent nice-guy exterior, Thomas is hung like a horse, knows exactly what to do with it, and loves to get creative.The waitress stopped by to check on us, and we ordered another carafe as well as more food. If I was going to keep drinking like this, I would need some substance to go with it. While we waited for the next tray of goodies, I went back to teasing Thomas. I ran my fingertips up his thigh and squ

Not that I don’t love my kids, but when the ex-husband finally does come through for his weekend with them, I do tend to breathe a sigh of relief. Sometimes it is nice to just not have to worry about entertaining anyone else and just to focus and worry about myself. Single moms do not get that chance very often, so we have to embrace them when we can.I planned for this particular weekend to be a combination of productivity and complete laziness. Productivity was always part of the game, and I could not avoid that. There was always something to do, from the house to the yard to the kids to the job. But I had also scheduled some downtime to just lay around in my yoga pants and eat ice cream.By the time I got home from work on Friday evening, the kids were already with their father, so I tossed my underwire bra into the hamper, added my suit to the pile that was overdue for a trip to the dry cleaners, and slipped into a tee shirt and yoga pants.My email confirmed the plans for tomorro

I wrapped both hands around the hips of the boy behind me and together we moved over to the panting redhead who was about to start finishing himself off. Without a word, I sunk my mouth over his longer cock until I felt the head touching the back of my throat. He gasped and mumbled something before burying his fingers in my ponytail.I sucked and licked like it was my last chance ever, and I could tell by the tenseness of his thighs that he was moments away. I did not let up, letting my tongue torment the most sensitive ridges until he lost his self-control.“Oh fuuuuuck,” he groaned.I sucked hard as I pulled off, and he gave himself the last few strokes, painting my tits with his jets as well.The young man inside me had slowed significantly, to either watch the show or to make sure he did not shoot off too quickly. I pulled my body off his cock and spun around in the water to look at him. His face was a mixture of urgency and need and pleading.I winked at him, “Don’t worry, we’re