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13 - SERVED TO MY PRIEST 1.

SERVED TO MY PRIEST. I kneel in the confessional, knees aching against the worn wooden kneeler, my mind racing with guilt and nervousness. The lattice screen is dark, but I know exactly who sits on the other side. Father John Benedict. Thirty-eight Broad shoulders that strain his black cassock every time he lifts the chalice. Hands that have lingered half a second too long when he pats me as I bow to greet him. Eyes that find me in the middle pew every Sunday and hold, just we enough to make my pussy clench. Staring like he could see through my soul. "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned." My voice doesn't shake. I've said this line a hundred times before. But the confession I'm about to make still lingers uncertain in my throat. "It's been four months since my last confession." There was silence on the other side of the c

13 - SERVED TO MY PRIEST 2.

SERVED TO MY PRIEST 2. His tongue pushed against mine in a filthy way, that made me lose my mind, his teeth scraping my bottom lip. One of his hands slid down, to grab my ass under my dress, his fingers digging into my skin, roughly. He squeezed my butt cheek hard and then slapped it once, the sound cracking through the room. I gasped into his mouth, and he slapped it again, harder this time as if gaining the approval he wanted. “Mnnn” I moaned, grinding myself against his thigh, craving urgent friction down there. He walked me backwards, dragging me through the corridor, his mouth never leaving mine. Kissing me hungrily, until my spine hit the donation table. He shoved up my dress, yanking it over my head and tossing it somewhere. My tit spilled free and he stared at it for seconds, as if conf

14 - RIDING MY CRIMINAL 1.

RIDING MY CRIMINAL.Ash.My friends said I was too soft for the badge. My ex, Kelvin, laughed when I graduated from the academy. Kelvin was a competent CEO by day, but having been with him so long, I've known he had other illegal side hustles. Tonight, I had a point to prove, and I was going to shut them all up. Every single person who ever doubted me. I kicked his back door open, my gun held out in front of me. The house was silent smelling of his unique cologne. I followed the sound of running water to the master suite. The steam was thick. I pushed the bathroom door open with my boot. The shower stopped, Kelvin stepped out, a single white towel wrapped around his waist. Water dripped down his chest, over the dark, intricate tattoos that covered his muscular arms and ribs. I didn't lower my gun, but I couldn't stop my eyes from roaming either. “Ash?” Kelvin asked, surprised to see me. He didn't look scared though, he looked kinda amused. “A bit late for a reunion, don't you th

14 - RIDING MY CRIMINAL 2.

RIDING MY CRIMINAL 2.ASH’S POV"Go sit on the couch, Kelvin," I commanded, my voice cold again. “I'm not done interrogating you yet”.He laughed, a dark, satisfied sound, and walked toward the living room, his cuffed hands resting against his bare backside.I followed him, the heat in my core burning hotter than ever. Kelvin sat back on the heavy leather couch. His hands were still locked behind hím. He looked like a king on a throne, graceful as ever. I stood over hím, my chest heaving. The power I felt was like a drug, better than anything sold on the street.I reached up and unzipped my tactical vest. I let it hit the floor with a heavy thud. Then came my shirt. I stood there in just my black lace bra and my police trousers. My heart was slamming against my ribs. I could see his eyes--those dark, knowing eyes tracking every move I made."Look what a bad officer you've become, Ash," he rasped, his voice like gravel."Shut up," I hissed. I reached for my belt. I unbuckled my trous

14 - RIDING MY CRIMINAL 3.

RIDING MY CRIMINAL 3 ASH’S POV. He shoved me backwards till my back hit the closest wall. My tongue pushed past his lips, claiming him just as fiercely as he was claiming me. Kelvin groaned into me, his hands dropping to my ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh, before giving it a hard squeeze. I moaned into his mouth, my hips jerking forward against him, already aching for more. But he wasn't done yet. His hand pulled back, only to come down hard on my ass, causing me to yelp out. He spanked me five more times, sucking and biting on my lips, while leaving welts on my but. His hand moved upwards to my heavy, milk-leaking tits. My nipples rock-hard and begging for abuse, "Holy shit, these udders" he growled, grabbing one roughly, pinching and twisting the peak. “You've had your

14 - RIDING MY CRIMINAL 4.

RIDING MY CRIMINAL 4. ASH'S POV. “That's right, you greedy little slut," Kelvin growled, his voice rough and commanding as he gripped his thick cock-still slick with our mixed release, veins pulsing under the glossy sheen. It twitched in his fist, already hardening again. "Get that tongue out. Clean every drop off Daddy's dick Show me you're mine.” I nodded eagerly, mascara streaking my cheeks, a needy whimper escaping as I leaned in. My hands gripped his thighs, nails digging in just enough, and I wrapped my lips around the cum-smeared head. The salty tang of his seed mixed with my own sweetness exploded on my tongue, making me moan and gag softly as I swirled around the tip, lapping up every sticky trace. Drool spilled down my chin, dripping onto my heaving breasts. "Fuck, yes-just like that," he groaned his eyes shutting close, and

14 - RIDING MY CRIMINAL 5.

RIDING MY CRIMINAL 5. Kelvin suddenly thrust into me brutally without any warning. My breath left me in a rush, as he stretched me wide. He let out a low grubble as he buried himself inside of me. My fingers dug into the thick muscles of his shoulder as I held onto him for dear life. Time ceased to exist, as we moved against each other, moans and incomprehensible words filled the room, as we got lost in the sensations coursing through our body. A second climax began to build up in my body as I gave in to the pleasure of his pounding thrusts in me. “Kelvin…., oh Goddd…. Ahhhh”“Yes, that's right Ash, scream my name. I love it when you're helpless and begging.” Each powerful stroke drove me further into ecstasy, my moans filling the air as Kelvin's cock pounded into my pussy, stretchi

14 - RIDING MY CRIMINAL 6.

RIDING MY CRIMINAL 6. “I can feel you gripping me… don't fucking hold back Ash, let it out.” I shook my head slightly, gasping, my fingers twisting in the sheets “unnghhh,... I can't…” “Nonsense. You're gonna cum once again, like the horny slut you are. This was what you wanted after all right?.” He growled as he shifted my waist to the edge of the bed, forcing my legs wider, higher until my knees pressed against his shoulders. My back pressed against the mattress, my body completely vulnerable to him. The head of his cock grinding against my walls deeper, sharper, rubbing against a spot that made my vision blur. He didn't stop, didn't give me time to adjust. He clasped my head in both hands, his biceps flexing as he fucked me like he was doing press-ups. His

15 - MY GIRLFRIEND MOTHER 1.

MY GIRLFRIEND'S MOTHER 1. DEREK; “You have no idea how happy I am, Derek. I'm so glad you're spending the weekend with us.” My girlfriend Sienna shrieked as she helped carry my bag inside. My eyes scan the house as we went up the stairs in search of her very jaw dropping gorgeous mum, Wendy I loved my girlfriend a lot, but I also wasn't ashamed to admit that her mum was way more sexy looking and prettier than she was. Apparently her mum had given birth to her at the age of eighteen, but the woman looked so young, beautiful, hot and petite with curves in the right places like a model.One wouldn't even tell she had given birth.Still so fresh with her silky skin and eyes that could make a man offer her his greatest treasure. “Yeah, me too. I'm grateful my boss gave me the weekend off. And I've decided to spend

15 - MY GIRLFRIEND'S MOTHER 2.

MY GIRLFRIEND'S MOTHER 2. My pace increased, thrusting in and out of her roughly. Her hand pressed tightly to her mouth, shuffling her moans. I slowly got off the couch without pulling my fingers out, careful not to wake Sienna. I crouched down before her, fingering her impatiently. My thumb rubbing against her clit. “Fuck, Wendy! You're so tight” I whispered, staring into her eyes. A light moan escaped her, and she glanced at Sienna, but she didn't even stir. I felt her pussy clench and tighten around my fingers, her orgasm chasing after her, her hips bucking up to rock against my fingers, and then she exploded, moaning out uncontrollably, no matter how she tried to stop herself. Her release slid down onto the couch, soaking my fingers, I didn't stop, I kept going for a few more seconds, until she came down from he

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