Novel & Cerita Afterburn Aftershock Dirty Sexy Saint

Scarlet and I didn't manage to have a single bite, but all was well. After the men were happily fed and satisfied, they gradually began to reveal their true colors to Scarlet and me, ferocity showing on their faces as they eyed us with lustful intent. However, before they could pounce on us, one of them suddenly began groaning out loud. A loud fart echoed through the room, followed by a foul-smelling puff of air. The stench was so pungent that we all turned green-faced in disgust. The first man immediately clutched his stomach and quickly rushed into the bathroom like he had a stick up his ass.

The danger made her wetter. Saint reached around and pinched her clit hard between two fingers. “Come on my cock like the obedient little sister you are.” She shattered instantly—cunt spasming, squirting in hot, messy pulses that soaked his abs, his balls, splashed up onto the mirror. Saint kept fucking her through it, relentless, using her orgasm to slide even deeper. He didn’t stop.

i moaned softly. I pumped my fingers faster imagining his taunts. “You're a dirty girl” he'd say and I'd agree for him, I'd be anything. My clit throbbed under my thumb as I got close again as Jared’s rejection twisted the pleasure with pain… my stomach churning. He was engaged. Older and my late dad's friend. Wrong on every level yet I couldn't stop. “Fuck you, Jared Harlen,' I gasped fingers plunging deep. “ i want you so much and I am going make you want me even more” I cried as my body shook. My orgasm hit waves crashing over me.

I then glanced at Connor Greene, a golden boy in Brookhaven, who was standing there with a check for 50 million dollars. It was then that I realized that I had been reborn—sent back to the very day I discovered that I was pregnant. Upon noticing my silence, Julie grew visibly anxious. She took my hand and said earnestly, "You ought to know that money isn't everything, Queenie. If you sell yourself out for just 50 million dollars, then you're no better than those escorts working in clubs. "You must not keep this baby—it's a disaster waiting to happen and will eventually destroy your whole life.

The warmth and the taboo of it sent me over the edge, my fingers flying on my clit as I came hard, my body shaking, screams echoing in the room while his piss marked me, soaking my skin and the robe, the scent filling the air. “Yes, Father, cleanse me with your holy piss, I’m your dirty sinner,” I cried, wave after wave of pleasure crashing through me, my ass clenching around nothing now, but the aftershocks making me tremble. He pushed back into my ass while still pissing a little, the wetness making his thrusts even sloppier, pounding me through my orgasm until he groaned loud, spilling deep inside me, his cum filling my hole as he collapsed over my back, both of us panting and spent.

Saint barked one last time before he ended the call. And then he roared with rage. Not wanting to keep wasting time now that I was certain he had ended the call, I knocked, and a few seconds later, Saint yanked the door open. He was slightly surprised to see me, but he got over it quickly. “What do you want here?” He asked me harshly. I ground my teeth and shook my head. Saint was a motherfucking bastard. A few hours ago, he had been making sexual advances on me and pretending to want friendship only for him to be talking to me with a harsh tone. This was one of the reasons I strongly detested him.

I feel so dirty right now, so wanton and wild – all because this devil and the heaven he brings. The rapid heaving of my chest reveals just how much I want to explode. “Damn, Sera. You’re so sexy right now,” he whispers in a strained tone, moving forward and kissing my neck, biting softly, intensifying the pleasure even more. I try to push his arm away, feeling overwhelmed. A sensation rises in my chest, tightening my core. My pleasure climbs to a height I’ve never experienced, and I'm terrified of the aftermath. Would I lose my mind and morph into a sex-hungry teenager? Become addicted to him and the dirty things he can do to me?

We already both look like we escaped the apocalypse with all the marks that we've given each other in our sex fest. The person at the door seems to want to bang the door open with the hard knocks, and I couldn't care less as the orgasm rushes as violently through me as Alessandro's cock. Alessandro bites my neck as he stiffens and comes inside my convulsing pussy, his groans matching my moans. "God woman." He grunts out. "You're gonna fuck the life out of me." The bite in my neck is burning and he licks the wound soothingly. Luckily, it's winter, and I can just cover it up with a turtleneck or something

He lifts his head and presses a kiss on my forehead with a smile. "You can get out of me now," I joke and he slowly pulls out as I hold my breath. "That's sore," I say and he looks down to my asshole with an apologetic look. "It's a little swollen, we should probably be gentler," he says and I slide off the counter and stand on my own. My lower back hurts and my ass is stinging but I still loved it. "You are good at sex," I say and he thanks me as he cleans the cum off my chest.

She commanded and I went deeper and faster. "Antonio ... .I think I'm cumming" she screamed. "Then let's cum together" I replied. "Arghhhhhhh" I screamed and released inside her. She cummed too as her legs couldn't stop jerking. "That was fantastic" she screamed after she had regained herself. I rolled off from her and laid beside her. I was already spent. "Yes, it was. You'll forever be my slutty bitch" I said, kissing her forehead as I sat up to untie her.