جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 5

Part One: Zachariah Hunter ZOEMy name is Zoe Daniels, and on the day I turned eighteen, I became an Only Fans model. My mother, who had just lost her husband a few years ago and was still reeling from the aftermath of taking care of an only daughter who was very rebellious, lost it.Without batting an eyelid, she gave me a choice. If I was going to become an Only Fans model, then I wasn't going to do it under her roof. And so on the day I turned eighteen years old, I left my father's house, my head held high, acknowledging that I had chosen my path. Three years later and my Only Fans career had kicked off successfully. Sex was something to be enjoyed, something that one didn't have to be ashamed of. I was happy to be the one to show people that they could enjoy sex and other activities patterning to it without having to wear the cloak of shame which society had sewn for us. I had my own apartment, I paid my own bills and had two cars that I was conflicted on some occasions abou

ZOE“Oh fuck, Zoe…you never cease to amaze me.”I smiled at Tristan, watching his eyes twinkle in delight as I swallowed his black, uncut, ten inch penis whole. What can I say?I was good at my job. Throat goat, cock gobbler, soul snatcher. There was no title I hadn't been called by my subscribers. And no, I wasn't going to disappoint them after being called such tantalizing names. They deserved the best. I caressed Tristan's testicles with my free hand as he thrusted into my mouth with the length of his manhood, his entire body convulsing with pleasure as he shoved his penis in between my lips time and time again. My other hand was on the lips of my wet vagina, steadily slipping two fingers into it and switching to three whenever his cock hit the back of my throat. Sex with Tristan was amazing. Since I began content creation, he was the only creator I was comfortable with, the only man who made sex what it was. With him, it wasn't just acting, it was reality. Sex with Tristan

ZACHARIAH “Oh, Zach…go faster.”My wife's voice was a slippery moan as my barely erect manhood rammed into her from behind, the sound of flesh striking flesh renting the air. I closed my eyes as I tried to imagine that it was someone else but not my wife, Nadia, that I was fucking in the semi dark room. I mean, don't get me wrong, I loved my wife. She had an excellent sex drive, one that matched mine. But the reality was that no matter how hard I tried, I was never sexually satisfied by her. “Oh, Zach, there! Right there!”I felt the insides of her pussy clench as I dug deeper, my eyes slightly closed, my hands grasping her waist as I did what I would call my husband “duties.”She let out a primal sound as I increased my pace, unaware of the fact that my eyes were closed, that I was in the room with her, but at the same time, I was somewhere else. My eyes shut, I imagined that I was in a hotel room, a slim, sweaty brunette behind me, her fingers deep inside my ass hole as her o