All Chapters of The Slaved Virgin Offering: Chapter 1111 - Chapter 1120

"Why? I already grabbed a hamburger on the way home." He noticed her crestfallen expression, and then hurriedly appended his statement, trying to lift her mood. "Baby, I didn't want you to feel like you had to hurry and fix me something when I got home. I thought it would help you out."Why don't we go upstairs..." A suggestive caress of her shapely bottom. "I could really use a neck rub."Giving them their privacy, I busied myself by clattering dishes about in the sink and ignoring their footsteps as they left the living room.The house was still as I crept back downstairs for my weakness: a handful of Oreos that I would heartily enjoy despite my attempts of maintaining a healthy diet as often as possible.When I approached the kitchen in my usual soundless manner, I became aware of two things. Firstly, Claire had not heard my progress downstairs. The angle of the kitchen entryway was just such that she would not see me until I actually set foot in the room. And second, she was more

By the time I made it to her hips and thighs, she had turned her face toward the window, her gingery hair veiling her features as she panted. She moved with subtle entreaty, and when my hands approached the apex of her thighs, I could feel the anticipation she was enduring.When I ran a fingertip over the shaved mound of her pussy, she actually gasped, and another shudder made her back arch, even with its considerable burden. I leaned in, kissing her belly, inwardly amazed as something beneath the skin struck my lips. Claire giggled, reaching up to rub her tummy as I kissed down it toward where she wanted me most.I took a pillow and gently urged her hips off up the blanket. Stretching out before her, I basked in just kissing and nibbling her thigh. She smelled like flowers and vanilla, and as I moved further up, I caught a slight hint of her feminine essence. It added its own delicate note to the sensory bouquet of Claire's body, and I truly had to force myself to slow down and take

"Good morning," she cooed, setting the plate on my desk, smiling as it rested on top of the bag of cookies. "I have to go out and apply for some apartments today, and Dave's already left to go job hunting. I just wanted to bring you some breakfast and tell you that I don't regret last night at all."In fact," she walked fully into my room, reaching down to gently flick my cock with her index finger. "If we get the chance, I'd love to do it again. You're so much better in bed than your brother. See ya later, Alex."I was glad she left then, because the erection her words caused would not be subdued. It took a good dollop of shampoo and a lot of determination in the shower to beat my cock into submission, but replaying the mental loop of last night worked in short order. As I dressed and readied myself for work, I felt almost giddy. It was a bit embarrassing, really, but I was as randy as a sailor on shore leave now that this final barrier between Claire and I had been breached.The day

Best friends forever with a bond that will never be broken.Enjoy..*******Life had been good to Chloe. She was perfectly aware of being a cliché Southern Belle but felt this only accentuated her already irresistible qualities. Petite, with a cascade of golden hair that rippled like dawn on the Mississippi, tiny gravity-defying breasts, and a constant tan, she never wanted for dates or doting from her parents. Mama was proud that her daughter had inherited her own stunning beauty, and Daddy was sure his little angel would go on to be a strong and successful Southern lady.Brett had struggled to keep his head above water, determined to live up to his family's standards even if that meant he had to work a lot harder than most kids in his family's income bracket—born to an industrious and driven businessman and a kind yet meek mother, he had made a Herculean effort to please his father and live up to his mother's unspoken but obvious wishes.Naturally, once he began school, the embodime

He tried to kiss her into silence, avoiding the unwanted attack of her words. Yes, she was gorgeous. Yes, he longed to have sex with her. But did he want to be with her for the rest of his life?The sudden and jolting malaise that assailed his thoughts soon spread to his body. He felt himself growing soft in Amy's hand, and his ears began to burn."Awwww..." she cooed, letting go of him to fling her arms around his shoulders. "Are you cold, poor baby? Let's get back. We can go for a drive."Gaining a sitting position, Brett listened as Amy made her way over to her clothes. She paused to give a soothing pat to Caesar, and then started to dress. Reluctantly, he got up and folded the blanket, preparing for their ride back to the house.Night expanded all around them, giving the leaves a silvery quality and making tangled shadows on the forest floor. Brett hoped she took his silence as delighted wonder at her confession, but he was stunned and inexplicably disappointed. He just turned eig