Novel & Cerita Afterburn Aftershock Dirty Sexy Saint

My orgasm exploded through me with the force of a supernova. I screamed his name as waves of pleasure wracked my body. My inner walls clenched rhythmically around his fingers as he continued to stroke me through the aftershocks. As the intensity began to ebb, I sagged against the bedpost, panting heavily. Holy hell, that was intense. I shuddered as the aftershocks of my intense orgasm rippled through me. Sebastian's strong arms encircled my waist, steadying me as my legs trembled. "You alright there, princess?" he murmured, his breath hot against my ear.

The disgust filled her seeing her stomach covered with his semen. Her body was screaming to lay down and rest but she grabbed a heavy robe and walked inside the bathroom. Peeling off her clothes she turned the shower on and let it clean her. She slowly sat down in the running shower hugging her knees. She burst out in heavy tears. The regret of enjoying such a sinful thing was breaking her. She was becoming a sinner like him, doesn’t she? She enjoys his touch. She enjoys what he does to her. Is she becoming like him? A sinner.

He caressed my face and stared at me for a while. 'I missed you, Clea.' He said with a smile, damn. I miss that smile Saint... 'I was so worried about you...' I almost whispered, he smiled at me and brought his face closer to mine. And our lips locked in. But before I could even respond everything turned pitch black. But I knew I was just wide-eyed, I groped for Saint and I felt cold when I felt that he was no longer by my side. Where is he? Suddenly everything became bright and I was surprised by what I saw. It was Saint, in the ring of fire. He was lying there and bathing in his blood, I looked around and everyone in the area was cheering.

Marking me inside. He stays seated deep for a long moment, breathing harsh against my neck. Then he pulls out slowly, deliberately, watching his cum leak from my swollen, abused pussy. I collapse onto the sheets, trembling, wrecked. Legs shaking, ass red, throat raw and body humming with aftershocks. He rolls off me, and lights a cigarette. The cherry glows in the dark. He exhales smoke, voice cold and amused. “We’re not done, little trespasser.” He stubs the cigarette out. “Not even close.”

Although her clothes were not revealing, because her figure was too hot, even an ordinary round-neck shirt had A sexy taste. "Heh..." Morgan Blackstorm looked away slightly, and looked at Ashley, "I've already seen everything that should be seen, so what should you cover?" "You... Morgan Blackstorm, you're dirty." Ashley's face flushed with embarrassment, even though she had an intimate relationship with the man in front of her in the previous life and this life, she still couldn't hold back when he said that. "You also said it was an accident, and I had no other choice." Morgan Blackstorm said innocently.

The feeling was overwhelming dirty, intense, and addictive. “Harder, Kai,” she moaned, pushing back against him. “Fuck my ass harder.” Kai’s control snapped. He fucked her ass with rough, powerful strokes, his hand reaching around to rub her clit while he railed her. The sound of his hips slamming against her ass filled the room. “Take it, baby,” he groaned loudly. “Take my cock in your tight little ass. You’re such a dirty girl for me.” Isabella came hard, screaming his name as her body shook violently. Her ass clenched around him, pushing him over the edge. With a deep, guttural moan, Kai buried himself deep in her ass and came hard, flooding her with thick, hot cum.

The obscene sounds of your arousal filled the room, spurring him on. *With a few more targeted strokes to your clit, combined with the delicious stretch of his finger inside you, you came undone. Your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, your vision whiting out as ecstasy consumed you.* *"Sebastian, yes, fuck!" you keened, riding out the aftershocks against his hand. Tears of relief pricked at the corners of your eyes, your chest heaving with ragged breaths.* *Sebastian watched in awe as you came apart in his arms, your beautiful face contorted in pure bliss. He continued to stroke you through the aftershocks, gentling his touch as you slowly descended from your high.*

Yet her body still hummed with aftershocks, already craving more. Damien wasn’t finished. He shifted her slightly, freeing his massive cock from his trousers. The thick, veined length sprang up hot and heavy against her soaked folds. He rubbed the broad head up and down her slit, coating himself in her cream, teasing her oversensitive entrance. “Not yet,” he said, voice strained with control as he notched himself at her opening. “But soon. I’m going to bury every inch inside this greedy cunt and ruin you for anyone else.”

Couldn't admit that I was so desperate I was willing to sell my body to strangers just to keep breathing. "I just want to do something thrilling for once in my life," I lied, forcing lightness into my voice that I didn't feel. "I don't want to die a virgin, you know? Figured it was time to take some risks. Live a little." Cynthia laughed, "I'm so proud of you! Seriously, Eva, this is amazing. And don't worry about anything, okay? All the men who participate in the auction are thoroughly vetted. They're young, hot, rich, and clean. No weirdos. No creeps. Just successful guys looking for a good time with consenting adults. You're going to have an incredible experience, I promise."

It was so dirty and sexy. "Clean me up," Krista whispered. Callista didn't need to be told twice. She climbed between Krista's legs and put her face into Krista's body. Callista desperately started to lick the combined cum and spit off of Krista's body, starting by sucking it out of her bellybutton and drinking it down. She tasted the strange earthy flavor of cum on Krista's hot, salty skin and it was better than before. She licked Krista's stomach, her tits, her neck, and even her chin. When she finished, they were sloppily kissing, strings of spit and cum connecting their dirty mouths.