Android 18 Ecchi 소설 & 이야기

My nipples ached against his chest. The repairman’s voice crackled again through the speaker: “Fifteen minutes, sir. Hang in there.” Adam’s grip on me tightened. His cock twitched against me, now fully hard and enormous. I whimpered softly into his shirt, thighs pressing together, terrified and unbearably turned on at the same time. His hand finally slid down and cupped my ass, squeezing once, hard. Fifteen minutes suddenly felt like forever. Adam’s hand stayed on my ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh through my skirt. I could feel every inch of his thick, hard cock pressed against my belly. It throbbed with his heartbeat. My pussy was dripping, soaking through my panties, my thighs sl

he said, his voice rough. He pulled her wet shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside. Her bra was next. He unhooked it with one hand and threw it away. Her breasts spilled free, nipples tight and sensitive. Jake lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the hard peak. Mira gasped and arched her back. The sensation shot straight down to her pussy. She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain.

Hey future readers! This a different book complimation. Containing several books of this series. Atleast containing up to 30-40 different books. Same Genre, Same Trait. Note all pages has an hint on the erotic part. Strictly for 18+. ************* Juliette tried not to stare when Louis entered the kitchen only wearing a towel. He was just out of the shower and his short brown hair was slicked back. He had a beautiful, tanned, muscled body. She’d become his private chef three months ago, and she was after all in his home, but she had still not gotten accustomed to his perfect six-pack, or the muscles rippling down his back as he leaned into the window and looked up at the sky.

CuteBabyAtHome: [This is terrifying! I just saw the news yesterday, and today I turned off and boxed up every smart android in my house! Who can guarantee that such a cold-blooded, heartless developer hasn't buried some horrible Easter egg in the Android's program? What if it teaches children bad things? What if it secretly collects private data? Return it! It must be returned! (Beside this user ID are "VIP8" and "Return application submitted" tags)]

TRIGGER WARNING: EXPLICIT SEXUAL MATERIAL. THE FOLLOWING SCENE DEPICTS THEMES OF SEXUAL AGGRESSION AND SITUATIONS OF NON-CONSENT. THIS CONTENT MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR ALL AUDIENCES. PLEASE BE ADVISED. 18+ ONLY. ********************************

Elena sat in the empty stairwell on the third floor of the library. It was late afternoon and most students had already left campus. She pulled her skirt up to her waist and spread her legs. She propped her phone against the wall and hit record. Her fingers slid into her soaked pussy immediately. She bit her lip to stay quiet as she pumped two fingers in and out. Her other hand rubbed her swollen clit in fast circles. She moaned quietly, eyes half-closed, as she fucked herself harder. When she came, her thighs shook and her juices dripped onto the concrete step. She stopped the recording, fixed her clothes, and uploaded the video to her anonymous account.

A minute later she closed I* and opened a black icon on her home screen: ECHO. ECHO was an anonymous app. No names, no traces of who own the app. Just 3 rooms: Confessions, Rage Room, Secret Vault. People dumped their ugliest thoughts there and no one ever knew who posted. Beatrice had used it for months. She tapped Rage Room and held the mic button. Voice note 1: “His name’s colt and every time he opens his mouth I want to slap him. A mechanic? Talking back to me like I’m nothing? Zenni lost it if she actually likes him. Ugh!”

"Mam, Amir will be here in a few minutes" Eschia nodded and watched the sunset on the horizon. Her eyes glistened when she saw the beautiful gradient of reds, oranges, and purples which reminded her of the artwork that she did when she was in high school. She stopped from reminiscing when a croaky voice from nowhere got her attention "Hija, do you have some bread?" The old woman asked