All Chapters of Taboo: Ties and Sins - Fetishes: Chapter 101 - Chapter 105

Pedro couldn’t wait any longer. His cock throbbed painfully, slick all the way to the base with Letícia’s thick, transparent juices. He grabbed her by the hips, lifted her off the couch as if she weighed nothing, and carried her straight to the bedroom. Letícia laughed softly, breathless, her heavy breasts bouncing against his sweaty chest.He threw her onto the unmade double bed, the fresh lavender-scented sheets now mixed with sweat and lust. Letícia fell onto her back, legs spread wide, her pussy red and swollen, pulsing, the outer lips parted and glistening with so much wetness. Pedro climbed onto the bed, flipped her onto her side with a rough movement, grabbed her top leg and lifted it high, exposing everything again. Her pussy was wrecked from so much fucking: swollen, dark red, open, dripping a creamy mixture of her juices and saliva.He held his thick cock by the base, the head still throbbing, and pressed it against her hot entrance. This time he pushed in slowly, inch by in

Albert Monteiro was seated behind the immense dark mahogany desk on the 28th floor of the corporate tower that bore his surname. The office was a temple of power: glass walls offering a view of the entire city, ice-cold air conditioning that contrasted with the heat he felt in his chest every time a new female employee walked through the door. At 48 years old, Albert was the kind of man women looked at twice — not only because of his fortune or his position as CEO, but because of his still-firm body, the gray hair at his temples, his square jaw, and his dark eyes that seemed to read anyone’s soul.He had already fucked secretaries, interns, and even the wives of business partners. Mature women who knew exactly what they wanted in bed and young ones who melted with just a look from him. But none of them had the raw freshness he felt was about to walk through the door.The knock was light. Three timid taps.“Come in,” he said, his deep, hoarse voice echoing through the vast space.The d

“Mr. Albert... this... this isn’t appropriate,” she managed to say, but her voice came out trembling and unconvincing.He laughed again, this time closer to her ear. His hot breath brushed against the back of her neck, making the fine hairs stand on end.“Appropriate? Little girl, you’re in my office, in my building, working for me. I decide what’s appropriate. And right now, what’s appropriate is for you to understand that when you make a mistake — and you will make mistakes, because they all do in the beginning — I’m not going to give you a warning. I’m going to punish you personally.”He leaned in closer, his chest lightly brushing against her back. Cleia felt the hard bulge in his pants press against her ass for a brief second.“I’m going to put you on all fours on this desk, lift that skirt, pull down those wet panties, and spank that ass until it’s bright red. Then I’m going to spread your legs and lick that young little pussy until you cum on my tongue, shaking like a desperate