Anime Lemons Novels & Stories

I love his taste; bourbon and a hint of cigar smoke, and it feels as familiar as breathing in his scent. Slipping my legs around his waist, I hold him closer and hear him groaning into my mouth. “One day, I’m still going to take you on this fucking counter,” he growls. “Eat you as my starter and dessert before I’ve even put my cock inside of you.” I pull his hair at the back of his head and he groans again. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Leonetti,” I say, and watch as a mischievous grin spreads over his face.

Chapter 841 You Are Not Allowed to Drink Anna made a slight gesture with two fair fingers. "Tell you guys a shocking secret! Liam's dick looks like a needle mushroom! You know, needle mushroom is tiny and short!" Liam's eyes blazed with anger, and his two fists were tightly clenched. Jamie had been looking on with interest but suddenly became nervous. "Anna, you're drunk. Don't talk nonsense." Anna waved her hand unconcernedly and smiled cheerfully. "I'm not talking nonsense. I've kept it bottled up for a long time!"

He pulled them aside and buried his face between her thighs. His tongue explored her eagerly , long, slow licks from her entrance to her clit, tasting her sweetness. Lila moaned, pushing back against his mouth. “That’s it… eat your waifu’s pussy. Make her feel good.” The roleplay made everything hotter. Alex licked with more enthusiasm, sucking her clit gently while his hands roamed up to squeeze her ass. He slid two fingers inside her, curling them as he flicked his tongue faster. Lila’s moans grew louder, her thighs trembling. She came hard, flooding his mouth with her juices, her body shaking as she cried out in that sweet anime-girl voice.

Then typed: Anaïs: It’s… complicated. Emma replied with six laughing emojis. Emma: Ohhh. Don’t worry. Leave it to your professional friend. Make sure to reduce the volume of your phone or use earpods. A second later, Several links and short clips arrived. Anaïs tapped the first one. Her eyes widened when it started. “Oh ah..yes suck my cock.” Anais almost threw her phone. She quickly shut it and put it aside. Her cheeks turned an impossible shade of red. Across the office, Lucero’s pen stopped moving.

They had finished their dessert and were sipping coffee, delighted to criticize the editorial male colleagues who stood by the wall, completely absorbed in heated discussion and pretending that they were working hard. Seeing Alex and Adam approaching, they completely ignored the chief editor’s presence and began to comment on their muscles. “I heard everything! End this discussion about me already!" Alex said as he entered the kitchen. Alex didn’t hide his joy, seeing the cupboard next to the microwave stocked with numerous containers of Chinese food and a cardboard box with the logo of a familiar confectionery, full of sweets and cups with fragrant coffee. Even though he wasn’t at all hungr

I reached over and squeezed Leila’s hand. “Okay, enough chit chat,” Amy said, getting down to business. She peered over her desk at Leila’s stomach and raised an eyebrow. “I take it congratulations are in order?” Leila smiled, and then looked over at me. “Yes, someone here has super sperm.” Amy laughed. “Oh? Is that what he told you?” she said, laughing as if it was the funniest thing that she’d ever heard. “Most vamps have ‘super sperm’, as he called it.”

he said when he turned to me, his cheeks were slightly red and his hand was on his nape. I bit my lower lip, preventing myself from smiling. His face was red as tomatoes and it made me want to kiss him. Damn. I really find him cute when he's blushing. "No. It's okay. This is fine.” I got the keychain from him and stared at it. It was a small figure of a famous character in a basketball anime Slam Dunk. It was cute. "Thanks for this, Lenos." "Are you sure you don't want to get that stuffed toy anymore?"

In the kitchen, he opened the cabinet and reached for the basket where they kept the lemons when he didn't find any. He picked a plump, bright yellow lemon from the sour fruit basket on the counter and placed it in a small wicker basket along with the tequilas. Satisfied with his selection, he added a small fruit knife to the basket. He then made his way back to the living room, where Ana was sprawled out on the table, her juicy, tight cunt on display only for him. He stood there staring at her with a satisfied smile. Watching her squirm under his gaze made blood flow to his cock, and he cursed internally as he glanced down, seeing it pulsate with need.