Novel & Cerita Afterburn Aftershock Dirty Sexy Saint

My toes curled and I lifted off the edge of the sofa as my orgasm crashed over me, wrecking me and turning me into a moaning mess. I screamed as Saint kept licking, taking everything I was giving him. He didn't stop until he had licked me clean and it was all too much to bear. My whole body trembled as pleasure overwhelmed me and overturned my senses. A minute passed, before my eyes opened to look at Saint. He pulled his fingers out of me and popped them into his mouth. He licked them without moving his eyes away from mine. My lips parted and my chest rose and fell. He moved closer to me and kissed me, giving me a taste of myself. He leaned back and smirked. “The next time, I won’t be using

My nails raked down his back. "Fuck...Sandra...i'm gonna..." Damon's rhythm stuttered. He drove in one last brutal thrust. His cock pulsing as hot spurts of cum flooded me, painting my walls. He groaned my name like a prayer, hips jerking with each thick rope he pumped inside. We stayed locked together. Sweaty. Shaking. His cock still twitching inside me as aftershocks rolled through both of us. Finally he eased out. A gush of warm, sticky cum, dripping down my thighs. He collapsed beside me.

I'm left in my panties as my large breasts are now exposed, my brown nipples hard and pointy like it's capable of cutting through diamonds. I grabbed the towel, hanging on the towel rags, wrapping the soft cloth around my body, securing it in place, then walked out of the bathroom to find Saint unbuttoning his shirt. I caught him staring at me, silently as I worked my way around the room gathering all my stuff. Once I'm done I turn to face him. "This honeymoon is a disaster because of you." I told him. Saint chuckles softly, his laugh bitter and dark.

And yet, all I could think about was the way he looked at me, the way he dropped to his knees on his own dining room floor and handed me the key to his life, and that massive, unimaginable length between his legs that had stretched me open last night in a way no man ever had. "You stupid, desperate, nasty bitch," I cursed at myself, digging my nails into my jeans. "You disgusting, hypocritical little slut. You stand there crying to him about your mom and your principles, and then the second he pulls you close, you melt right into his chest like a pathetic, horny teenager. You're so dirty. You're a sick, wretched, shameless bitch, Sophia. You're falling for him. You actually have feelings for

They remained joined in the water for a long time afterward. Eventually Damien carried her out, laid her on one of the lounge chairs, and looked down at the absolute mess he had made of her — cum streaked across her breasts, drying on her stomach, still leaking steadily from her used, swollen cunt. Cream and cum coated her inner thighs all the way to her knees. Her lips were swollen, her eyes glassy, her body marked and claimed in every way he had promised. He leaned down and kissed her slowly, thoroughly. “That’s every surface,” he said against her mouth. “And we’re still not done for the night.” Anita looked up at him, wrecked and open and completely his, and whispered the only word that s

no, his fist—stroking in desperate, uneven motions was almost too much. I came hard across my own stomach with a broken moan, legs shaking around his head, every muscle tightening as the pleasure washed over me in waves, leaving me twitching and oversensitive and completely done in. Thick streams painted my abs and chest; the aftershocks kept pulsing long after the peak had passed, leaving me gasping and half-laughing at how thoroughly dismantled I felt. Julian stayed right where he was until the last of the aftershocks had me sagging back against the wet sheets, then pulled back just enough to wipe his mouth on the inside of my thigh with deliberate care.

Cheetah cried out, undressing herself quickly till she was naked. "Who's that- Cheetah? What the f**k, what are you doing!!" Saint exclaimed in disgust. He was just coming out of the bathroom and he had a towel round his waist. Cheetah staggered towards him and grabbed his d*ck through the towel. "Please f**k me" Cheetah begged and Saint's eyes widened. "What the!! Get off me!!" Saint pushed her off but she pounced on his again, attempting to kiss him but he dodge.

The sensation of being filled again—marked, owned—sent aftershocks rippling through me. We collapsed together, chests heaving, bodies slick with sweat and cum. For a few long moments the only sound was our ragged breathing. I turned my head, meeting his eyes in the dim light. That familiar smirk tugged at my lips even as my body trembled with aftershocks. “Still hate you,” I whispered, voice hoarse. Aiden’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t pull out. His cock twitched inside me, already half-hard again. “Good,” he muttered. “Because I’m not done breaking you tonight.”

We go upstairs, walk through hallways, open doors we definitely shouldn’t be opening, laughing a little at first like it’s a game, like there’s nothing serious behind any of this. We reach a door at the end of the hallway, closed, and Sofi stops beside me, hesitating just enough for me to notice, but I can’t stop, not now, so I reach for the handle and open it without thinking. And there he is. Mateo, against the bed, with a girl, his hand slipped between her legs, his mouth on hers, both of them completely absorbed, like nothing else exists, like the world isn’t about to crash down around them.

R-Rylan" He increased his pace groaning, he was nearing his release too . She shudders and cummed massively on his dick . " Fuck " he swears and releases his seed in her . Crystal gasps feeling her legs sore , sh couldn't even feel her pussy anymore. " That was awesome, now lemme clean you up " he mutters kissing her neck and carries her up in princess style She snuggles closer to his chest inhaling his after sex scent . After clean up....