Todos los capítulos de Nextdoor Hotties : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

“Help me out man. Miss Valeri’s lawyers are out for my neck claiming I used the expired iv fluids during her surgery. Even Mr Neil has asked me to tender my resignation letter if I have any dignity left.” Alan lamented over the phone to Joel, his office best friend, as he paced in his living room, ruffling his hair in frustration.“I’m sorry man. Mr Neil red carded me off the case and I can’t afford to lose my job by being your witness in court. Truly sorry man.” Joel said, and the line went dead.“Joel! Hello man, don’t fucking do this to me, hello!” Alan called, taking the phone off his ear. He noticed Joel hung up and furiously dialed his number over a hundred times, but Joel’s line was unavailable.“Shit. The bastard blocked me.” Alan cursed, hurling his phone on the couch, then he leaned his forehead on the wall with shut eyes. Reliving the last surgery operation at the hospital that had inexorably led to his misery, a distressful migraine shot up his skull.On that disastro

“Get out before I call someone.” Gia voice was hushed as she bucked her hips vulnerable to the small circles Alan’s finger was drawing around her cunt with her arousal slimes. Tugging her panties further to gently plunge his two thick fingers knuckle deep, Gia's thighs quaked mildly as she slumped on the couch, writhing in pleasure. “Right there, I’m so full.” She purred. A smirk of victory grazed Alan’s lips as he instinctively leaned over her, caging her lips in a hot, hungry kiss. “I’ll make you only scream my name when I’m done slut. You’ll beg for my cock.” Alan said breathlessly in between hot smacks as Gia half fought to tear away from his soft lips. Yet the honey nectar he was filling her with made her toes curl, mesmerizing her being. Gosh the bastard tasted like paradise, she admitted inwardly. Panting, they stopped to lock eyes on each other, exchanging silent communication of lust. “How can I trust you’re not hiding your doctor’s camera just to capture my act and sc

Veins protruded from Alan's neck, muscles strained as he plunged deeper into Gia’s swollen pussy while her shrill cry of pleasure shook the ambiance of the room. “Fuck Alan, don't- writhing underneath him, her words choked in her throat, her eyes rolling at the back of her head as her hips arched to meet his hungry, feral thrusts. Meeting her needy stare with the marching hue of lust, a mischievous smirk stretched the corner of Alan's lips. “Don't what, baby? Say what you need.” He managed to grunt out his words whilst maintaining the rough ramming of his veiny, thick cock deeper into the raised, bright red skin of her pussy lips. With her toes curling and her quivering thighs wrapped tightly around his sexy waist for dear life, she cried in bliss as he hit her deep in all the amazing places. “Don't stop- “Stop what?” Alan asked, meaning to sound teasing, but it came out in a breathy tone as he rolled his hips, allowing his length to hit every inch of her G-spots where it felt

“Someone please call him, or we won't have jobs to go back to by tomorrow!” Kiara snapped at two of her junior colleagues as she paced in the spacious conference room, using a finger to massage her temple. Both of her junior colleagues exchanged wide-eyed, worried glances as they almost scurried outside.“Hey, you're going to cause an inferno in here if you don't calm down.” Beyonce said, looking over her shoulder at Kiara's poor colleague's agitated demeanor.Then she returned a questioning look to Kiara as she walked into the room.Ruffling her bob blonde hair, her jaw clenched as she slapped a file on the desk,“It's Dante. He's-“Running late? Seriously, I mean we still have thirty minutes before the presentation. Cut the dude some slack for once.” Beyoncé cut in, but Kiara's murderous glare caused her to blink slightly.“Hey, don't look at me like that. Everyone knows he gets to you all the time.” Beyonce shrugged, moving a step backward when Kiara approached her with folded arm

The heat of mortification coursed through her veins as she pressed her thighs together, staring wide-eyed at where her cum dripped on the floor.Immediately, she washed up and took a long shower before slipping into a pink bathrobe.With a matching pink turban wrapped around her head, she took her sweet time at the dresser in applying her nighttime skincare in front of the mirror. The image of Dante's massive dick soon appeared in the mirror like a tempting candy, and she had to slap her cheeks to snap out of it.“I don't want his dick.” She repeated it like a mantra while she massaged some moisturizer on her face.Then she felt a forceful ooze of squirt down there, and her walls tightened as her sixth sense mocked her for lying to herself.Liar, liar, the tiny voice sang out.To be honest, she had only reciprocated Dante's hate on her and hadn't really been truly offended by him. On her first day at work, he had been nice and cordial to her and even gave her free orientation wh