Adam Sandler Drip Novels & Stories

After settling it down, both of them took a breathe of relief. "Finally, its done." Skyler gulped the whole glass of watet in a gulp. Savannah signalled her to pass the water bottle to her. "How long will this Adam take?" Skyler was getting impatient. "Have some patience." Savannah tried to stop her getting impatient. Skyler phone pinged with a message. Before, Savannah could ask her she was out of sight. Savannah knew that it was Adam's message asking her to come downstairs that's why she ran like a rocket out of the room.

I nodded, smiled and flicked a quick glance at Adam Sandler who was looking at me intently. My eyes skated down to his boner, how had he hasten up with that so quickly? There was a slight curve to indicate a boner, but that shouldn't cause any worries though. But I was beginning to wonder what Mr. Reynolds wanted to talk about with Adam. ******* I splattered some water to my face as I stared at my reflection while in the toilet. I had let my deenses down. One touch and I completely forgot myself. I recalled hurling him to my body for a kiss_

“Oh yeah, I remember you. You’ve been around for a bit. I was just telling my colleague, Sade, how beautiful she is. Hard to believe she’s got four kids.” Adamo let out a tight chuckle. “Yes, she is. What company are you from again?” Trenton pointed to his name tag. “Adler. We specialize in topicals.” Adamo’s jaw ticked. “So, you’re a scientist or a salesman?” Trenton chuckled. “Scientist.” He turned back to Sade, flashing her a wink. “Don’t forget that number.” With that, he walked away. Sade exhaled, reaching for a drink. “Are you getting something?” she asked Adamo.

Adam pulled out his phone and dialed Dixon. "Hey, dude." Adam said, enthusiasm clear in his voice. "What do you want, Adam?" Dixon said, bored on the other end. "I think I found something you might be interested in." "What's that?" "I'm coming to your office now." "Okay. Can you please get me coffee from Starbucks when coming?" "Dude, get your own damn coffee." Dixon hung up before he could even finish talking. Rude. I will get you, Trevor, even if it's the last thing I do.

She said he looked familiar on purpose. She wanted to see if Adam would admit his identity. “Hello, Miss Caroline. I’m Adam Snyder, President Henry’s partner. Nice to meet you.” As soon as Adam finished speaking, Carol responded with a series of mocking remarks. “There is no need for such niceties, Mr. Adam. I’m just a woman who relies on men to support herself. You, on the contrary, are a young talent and self-made entrepreneur whose company is about to go public. You’re truly an exceptional talent.”

And soon enough, he came in her, emptying all of his cum in her mouth. Adam heaved a long sigh as he pulled out of her. Sandra smiled, reaching for the drops of cum at the corner of her lips and licking them as if they were the sweetest thing ever. While Sandra satisfied herself, Adam excused himself. He went to the adjoined bathroom in his office where he cleaned up. He splashed some water on his face, then dried it with a towel. Getting back to his office, Adam saw Sandra on the spot he left her. But she was on her feet already.

Ha, so much for me being in love, not possible babe, I am Adrian Sanders, king of the girls. He ended the caption with a winking emoticon. My fingers shook, there was an audio included in the post, I reached to play it but Christy stopped me, she shook her head but I didn’t listen to her. I played the audio and all I heard were my moans.

‘Taking a shower might help,’ he thought. Adam stood up and stepped into the bathroom. His toes flinched as they touched the chilled ceramic floor. He pulled her boxer down and took of his shirt. Bare naked, he pressed on the button and the water poured down from the shower. Water dripped to him, and his mind faded into dullness, and everything went as foggy as illusion. Adam welcomed the warm water onto his face, letting his eyes closed and relaxed. As soon as he shut his eyes, the image of his conversation with Chandler popped out in his head.

I'll give you a wedding everyone will be jealous of. This was probably the gentlest he'd been with me in seven years. I used to reply to his messages instantly. Now I never can again. Calvin deliberately waited two minutes. When no reply came, disappointment flashed across his face. "Petty." His lips pressed into a thin line. Then he transferred me $100,000. I froze at the string of zeros on the screen in his hand. He typed another message: [Get some rest these next few days. Use this for expenses.]

He keeps his hips moving while the fluid comes out, but the speed changes because now the capo's big body is shaking from the same massive release he gave the young man. "Oh yes," Goldie Lockhart moans. "That is it, Daddy. Fill me up completely!" The big capo is growling like a wild animal now, pushing his hips much slower, but each movement is a giant slam against Goldie's backside. When he is completely finished with his release, he pulls his shaft out of the wet hole and falls flat on his back right beside the young man on the sheets. His long shaft points straight up toward the ceiling, wet with their mixed fluids, and white cream oozes from the top hole and drips down the side.