บททั้งหมดของ SECRET OBSESSION: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

It feels like we just might fit together after all," he whispered in Cecilia's ear. Looking up, he saw that Abella was still watching, a lusty grin on her face. She licked her lips at him, but Mike ignored her. "But only when you're ready.""Okay," Cecilia whimpered, her hips swiveling. Mike used his thumb to rub the folds around her clitoris-every time he touched it directly, the sensation caused his hand to flinch away. Cecilia was sitting upright now, eyes closed and mouth open, panting loudly as Mike teased her pussy. Several minutes passed, and Cecilia suddenly clamped her hand down on Mike's wrist."Hold still, you fucker," she said, pinning his wrist and forcing her pussy down onto his finger. He slid up into her, his arm becoming chilled as the heat left it, flowing up into Cecilia's snatch. She let out a loud groan, startling Mike with her sudden loudness."Won't the neighbor hear?" He asked, suddenly nervous."You know that won't be a problem," she replied. "Now give me anoth

The suds and bubble made the surface of the water impossible to see through. With a mischievous grin, Naia slid below the surface, vanishing from sight."Naia?" Emily rubbed the water from her eyes, a grin of her own forming. Sure enough, she felt them-hundreds of gentle fingers, working their way up her legs. Grabbing onto the side of the tub for support, Emily gasped as Naia's mouth navigated Emily's blonde curls beneath the water. "Oh, yes Naia!, yes!" She grabbed Naia by the back of the head, guiding her in between her legs.Naia's tongue swirled expertly in and out of Emily's snatch, fingers gently running up and down Emily's thighs. Naia broke the water's surface, kissing her way up Emily's stomach until she found her lips. Several water fingers teased Emily's pussy and ass-Emily slid up and down the tub's curved inner surface, moaning into Naia's mouth in delight.Naia broke her kiss, fixing Emily with glowing eyes. "Don't forget about me, lover.""I'm sorry, Naia." Emily's lip

Emily stood outside the greenhouse, Garrett's dead body lying in the grass."Sweet pea!" She called, opening the door. The Mandragora vines appeared, coiling around her arms lovingly. She was covered in Garrett's blood from trying to drag his heavy ass all the way through the yard. It had taken her some time to empty his pockets-he had been traveling with so many jars and vials stored in magic, room sized pockets inside of his coat. "I have a meal for you!""Help us get rid of the trash," Abella added. She stood next to Garrett, holding his magic wand. The Mandragora slithered across the yard, wrapping gently around the dead body. A thin vine rose to shoulder height in front of Abella , who handed over the wand."Make him disappear," Emily said, wiping tears from her face. The plant wrapped several vines around the magic wand, dragging it and its owner away into the greenhouse. Emily shut the door behind it, falling to her knees. The tears came in torrents now, soaking her face."Don't

She opened the case, the afternoon light from her window illuminating the contents within. She sipped once more at her wine, contemplating the collection of erotic dildos inside. They weren't just ordinary dildos-each one was drastically different, meticulously crafted into odd cocks that could only be found in the kinds of fantasy novels hidden away from the public. There were six of them, organized left to right by width, and top to bottom by length.She trailed her fingers across each one, shivering in anticipation. She needed something special tonight, needed to be paralyzed with pleasure, to shake until she collapsed. She pulled out the Delightful Dragon, nine inches of solid rubber, its head half the size of her fist with large bumps all the way down."You've come to take me away to your lair, haven't you?" she whispered to it, her voice tinted with the odor of wine. Holding it in her arms, she traced all along the head of the cock with her fingers, making circles around the nub

Beth let her hand run across the skin of her belly, finding the soft folds between her legs. There was no preamble, no desire for prolonged pleasure. She wanted to get off, to feel her body tense up and then release, let her emotions flow away from her like water. She used two fingers, tugging at the skin just above her clit, the sensation of her labia pulled tight sending sparks to her spinal cord. Letting out tiny grunts, she closed her eyes, circling her fingers at an increasing pace, her cheeks and chest flushed with heat. She set down the wine, using her other hand to squeeze her breasts, imagining Mike's hand in place of hers.What about him had changed? He looked no different, yet was somehow affixed to her consciousness. In her fantasy, he knelt between her legs, his tongue tickling her inner folds, teasing out another gasp. Her fingers pressed harder, occasionally pinching the skin and letting her clit pop in and out of its hood. Fantasy Mike traced her vaginal opening with h