Novel & Cerita Andre Garcia Porn

Garrick claimed my pussy, his size making me sob with need as he pushed in, stretching anew. Thorne and Buck flanked me, pinching my nipples, slapping my tits light—stings that made me hotter. The new double was rougher, Garrick’s girth and Draven’s depth syncing, one in, one out. I came again fast, harder, vision spotting, body quaking. They unloaded inside—Garrick’s massive cum flooding my pussy, mixing sticky. Draven’s cooler seed in my ass, trickling down.

Letting my curiosity win me over, I turn around slowly and reach into my bag for my phone. Opening the browser, I type his name into the search bar of the adult site. The very first video nearly makes me drop my phone. I stare, frozen, as I watch the image on the screen. Nico is completely naked, towering over a brunette woman. His movements are slow as he pumps his cock into her with a kind of reverence that nearly makes my now swollen center release a tear. And oh god. His length… it is the thickest thing I have ever seen. ~~~~~~~~

I tapped on another picture of me sitting against the wall in a set of black lacy lingerie with my legs spread apart. I was holding a small silver vibrator against my underwear. “Just send both, stupid!” She smirked. I raised my eyebrows at her. “What? Might as well. It’ll give him some different options when he looks at your pictures to, ya know”—she made a jerking motion by her pelvis—“come.” " You can't just leave the poor man to stare at just one photo, can you? There's a reason p**n videos are long and dynamic" Angela said, still staring at the photos, scrolling and swiping through the numerous photos we took.

“Ebony? Daddy kinks? Or BDSM?” Grace grinned a little. “Daddy kinks.” I picked a good video and started playing it on the big TV. The sounds of moaning filled the room. On the screen, a young girl was calling a man “Daddy” while he fucked her. I slipped my hand between Grace’s legs. She was already wet. I rubbed her pussy gently first, then pushed two fingers inside her. She moaned loudly and pressed her face into my chest. “That’s it,” I whispered. “Feel Daddy’s fingers.”

What if— I squeezed my eyes shut, exhaling sharply. Stop it, Audrey. There was nothing about Mr. Garcia that suggested he was gay. He didn’t have that energy, that vibe—he didn’t even look like the type who cared about relationships at all. But still… How could a man this sexy—this unbelievably hot—be single? How could someone with a face sculpted by the gods, a body that belonged in some high-end magazine, and a voice that could make any woman weak in the knees not have someone?

Nick commented and pulled his hand inside my hole, some semen clinging to his hand. "Noah Centineo, Jake Andrich, and Diego Barros, they all inseminate their sperm inside my hole. If I got pregnant I don't know who'll be the father." I replied jokingly at Nick and he just grins at me, I can tell that he finds it hot that Jake Andrich, Diego Barros, and Noah Centineo's semen are inside my hole again, he's looking forward to inseminating his semen inside my hole too.

"Um, sorry to barge in. The name's Lane Parker." I swallowed hard. Lane Parker? The porn star from out West? The porn star that got Drake drunk? "H-hi," I stuttered as my gaze moved to the woman standing just behind him. She was an older lady, but still as gorgeous as ever. Her long blonde hair reached her hips that were perfectly shaped like an hourglass. I noticed that she was skin and bones with the most voluptuous breasts I had ever seen. They were totally fake. Her gaze studied me just as much as I studied her. Who the hell was this too? My head wasn't in the right space to deal with more shit today.

I go to G****e and search for my favorite pornsite. There, I grin and go to my history where the premium videos I paid for lay in order. And then I begin to watch them one after the other. Joseph Garren, my favorite pornstar bursts into the room and sees his step-sister playing with her clit with the help of a six-inch dildo. According to the video, he’s been secretly admiring the girl. So, seeing her sprawled on the bed like a sacrificial lamb with thick fluid gushing from her pussy onto the bed, he figured

Aria gasped, her hips rocking instinctively as he pumped his fingers deep and slow, curling them against her G-spot while his thumb rubbed her clit. His mouth moved to her neck, sucking and biting while his fingers drove her closer to the edge. She was trembling, right on the brink, when the security camera in the corner blinked red — a reminder that it was recording. Damien didn’t stop. He kept thrusting his fingers deep and slow, his grey eyes locked on hers. “Be quiet,” he whispered. “Or the camera will catch exactly what a naughty little barista you are.” Aria bit her lip hard, trying to stifle her moans as pleasure built rapidly.

I'm spread naked with this greasy hair on my head, definitely not a sight I want him to see. Then his eyes fell on my private part, "Pussy so pretty, it shouldn't be fucked." It's like he's talking to himself when he keeps on staring at it. So I close my legs as a reflex. "Sure, hide it from me," the way he says it makes me want to open them at that instant, "I'll claim this one for now." He thrusts into my other hole in a swift motion, neglecting to give me time to adjust. I bite my lips when he speeds up, panting and moaning at the same time while he shows a smug face, certainly proud to make me behave this way, "Get how amazing it is to be gay now?"