บททั้งหมดของ Taboo Runs Wild: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 125

Hailey.He spread my legs wide with rough hands, knees forcing my thighs apart until I was completely open, exposed, dripping for him.
Leaning over me, his weight pinned me to the mattress, his cock (thick, heavy, veined) dragging slow from my mound up to my clit.
The fat head rubbed hard circles over the swollen bud, slick with precum and my own juices, every pass sending lightning bolts of pleasure shooting through my core.I swear I couldn’t stop the moans spilling from my lips—raw, desperate, shameless—even though his cock hadn’t breached me yet.
The teasing friction on my clit was torture, exquisite and unbearable, my hips bucking up to chase more.“You like this, huh?” he growled, mouth latching onto my left nipple, sucking hard, tongue flicking the peak while his teeth grazed just enough to sting.“Yes… fuck… aaahh, fuck me please,” I cried, wiggling beneath him, trying to angle my pussy to take him inside, the slow torture of his cockhead rubbing my clit driving me insane.

Emily. I had just finished packing my massage kit oils, towels, the foldable table, a few extras I definitely wasn’t licensed to use when the address popped up on my phone.
A Marine, twenty-eight, full lower-body cast, “therapeutic massage required.”
My pussy clenched so hard at the description I almost dropped the bottle of almond oil.
It wasn’t part of my nursing contract, but my cunt had stopped caring about contracts months ago.
It hunted now.
And tonight it had scented prey.I skipped the scrubs.
Instead I slipped into a thin white tank that clung to my nipples, high-waisted black leggings that looked painted on, and a tiny zip-up hoodie I had no intention of keeping closed.
Hair loose, lips glossy, a hint of vanilla oil at my throat.
Professional enough to get through the door.
Slutty enough to make sure I never left the same way.I rang the bell three times before it opened.He filled the doorway like he was built to block it—six-four easy, shoulders stretching a plain

Emily.He kept shooting his cock into my mouth, slamming into every corner with ruthless precision.
The thick head battered the back of my throat, threatening to tear the delicate skin inside my mouth.
I gagged hard, bubbles of spit and precum foaming at my lips with every brutal thrust, the wet, sloppy sounds filling the room like a filthy symphony.
My hands gripped his thighs, then his knees, desperate for support as he took complete control.
I wasn’t in charge anymore; he fucked my face like he owned it, one hand fisted tight in my hair, the other pressing my head down, forcing me to take every inch.My breasts pressed hard against his hips through my top, nipples aching as they rubbed with every jolt.
His cock filled my mouth completely, stretching my jaw, veins pulsing against my tongue, the salty taste of precum flooding my senses.Suddenly, a hot, thick load exploded into my mouth—warm, endless ropes gushing down my throat, spilling out the corners when I couldn’t swallow