Semua Bab Flesh And Fire: Bab 311 - Bab 320

“You’re perfect,” he murmurs.Before I can respond, his mouth is on me again, his hands claiming every inch of my body as the stairwell becomes our private escape.“Yes, yes, right there,” I pant, lifting my chest. “Suck my tits, baby.”“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groans, his voice hoarse as his hand slips beneath my skirt, finding the edge of my panties.My pulse quickens as he pulls them down in one swift motion, the fabric pooling around my ankles. His fingers trail up my thighs, teasing my folds, his touch both deliberate and maddening.I clutch his shoulders, my nails digging into his shirt as he circles my clit with just enough pressure to make me gasp. “Harry,” I pant, my voice desperate. “Please. Don’t tease me.”He doesn’t answer, just slides a finger inside me, then another, his movements insistent and hungry. My hips move instinctively, seeking more, needing him to fill me completely.“God, you’re tight,” he whispers, his forehead pressing against mine as his fingers work me

Good...I had their attention now. I had to make my move. I sauntered to Cameron and before he could make any further protest — however weak they were becoming — I sank to my knees and sucked his cock straight down my throat. Cameron startled but within seconds, he lost whatever battle he was fighting and his fingers threaded themselves through my hair, gripping to the scalp in the most deliciously possessive gesture as I bobbed on his thick nob. I heard groans from behind me as I palmed Cameron’s nuts, making sure everyone got a good look at my mouth as I slid up and down on that thick shaft, toying with the tip, pushing my tongue into the hole to invade his cock as if I were searching for that cum I knew was building in his balls. “Oh Jesus,” he breathed almost painfully, plunging his cock deeper into my mouth. I took it well, after all I was no stranger to sucking cock. I sent a coy look toward Josh who appeared antsy and ready to join the fun and suddenly I had two cocks to cho

I have been a stay at home mom since my two beautiful children were born. But when they both grew up to teenagers, they moved out to study in a college three states away. My husband, Mark didn't pay me as much attention as I would have liked. He was a college lecturer who left the house at seven thirty every morning, Monday through Friday, and most days I wouldn't see him again until after six pm. On those rare occasions my husband had free time, he was a lover of tennis. He would go to play with some of the other professors and this too would make him be gone for hours and hours with no care for me or my needs. I guess you could say that I was kind of lonely.In the living room that night, I lay back on the plush couch stretching myself out. I pointed the television remote at the large flats screen television mounted on the wall and began to flick through the channels. At this hour, there wasn't much on that I cared to watch. Suddenly, large bouncing breasts filled the screen! A

I looked like such a hot bad bitch. I knew it, my pussy knew it too. It remained to be seen if Mark would see and know it. I would be lucky if he even noticed the difference in my dressing. "Miranda, you look amazing! Have I forgotten something? It's not our anniversary, is it!?”Mark looked both happy and worried upon clocking my appearance when he walked in the door.At least he noticed... I laughed out loud. “No, silly!” I exclaimed, “Just want to make a good impression on our new neighbor!”Oh yes! Yes, I did!“You're right!” Mark said sniffing the air, “That meatloaf does smell good! Let me go freshen up! I won't be too long!”Mark headed in the direction of the bathroom to get ready for dinner and just then, the doorbell sounded. Jameson was here and it was exactly six thirty. Punctual too! I opened the door. “Good evening, Jameson! Come on in!”He eyes trailed the length of my body. “Wow... Um, I mean hello!” he said. I ushered him into the kitchen. “Miranda, you look phenome

Zainab's POV Everyone has been in love... I know that, but have you ever loved as deeply as I loved? Have you ever been in love with the one person that hated you with a passion?He hated me. He had said it to me over and over again one cold night that I would never forget no street how hard I tried and yet... I loved him. I had feelings for Mark for so long it was a part of me now. I have loved him with everything that is within me, but because his father married my mother, I knew there was no chance of us ever being together. We couldn’t cross that line. I wouldn’t for fear of ruining our relationship. But then my mother betrayed his father, destroying our family and ripping Mark from me. Hurtful things were said, things that broke my heart. I never thought I’d see him again. It was an unmeasurable pain. And six months later, I found myself having to turn to him, the man I loved.... the man who hated me. He agreed to let me stay with him until