Banshee Moon Pussy Novels & Stories

Just like Alessandro, she's a dominant in bed. "How come you always know when I'm eating pussy?" She asked, walking downstairs in a white bra and leggings. "Maybe it's God telling you to stop being such a whore." Rachael came downstairs in sweatpants and a hoodie. "I'm not being a whore. I'm enjoying pussy more than others. It's not my fault that people can't get as much as I can." She shrugged and took Moon away from me, carrying her over to the couch. "You guys made up I see." Rachael's face was bright pink as she and I sat on either side of Serene.

Shit, somebody has to have some tonight, or our wolves are going to do some damage to the vegetation around here. "Harder," she demands. Moon Goddess. I see she just wants me to demolish her pussy, but I'm up for the task. My body is on fire, and it feels like the only way to put out the flame is to fuck her senseless until we're seeing stars together, and I have to carry her back to the house. With one hand around her neck and the other massaging her right breast, I pin her ass against my groin and plow into her like there's no tomorrow. Sweeping my tongue across the sweet spot of her neck, she moans even louder.

Her eyes were a strange color of icy gray, framed by thick lashes, with a long gray hair that flowed over her shoulders like liquid silk. She didn't move. Didn't glance at me. I wondered if she was even breathing. I blinked. Was she even real? She wore all black. Black tight fitted jeans, black ankle boots, and black leather jacket. The only visible skin was her white face. An antique reverse cross hung from her neck, which I found odd, and a Sapphire ring was fitted into her index finger. Everything about her was odd. She seemed like someone who didn't belong to this age. I swallowed.

said Dante. “Okay, the moon goddess is in water and so when I cannot shift during a full moon, I swim so I can be connected with the moon goddess. I was going to do it in my bathtub, but since I have your company, maybe I could do it in the pool. Will you join me?”

I click to the close-up of her tits and my cock, already hard from Nicole and mom, jumps up and starts clamoring for release. Susan's tits are better than I ever fantasized. They are round and full and large, almost touching each other as they hang proudly from her chest. Her nipples, clearly erect in this picture are as thick as my pinky finger and stick out about a half-inch from her large, dark pink areolas. I'm stroking my cock through my pants with one hand and clicking the mouse with the other. When I get to the close shot of her pussy, I almost cum in my pants. Her pussy is completely bald. Oh fuck! She shaves her pussy! I never imagined my sister would have a shaved pussy. Her puffy

well, that was pretty much it. With great dexterity and agility, Banshee threaded one foot through the rope web and over one of Shamira's powerful shoulders, then using the metal bar over her captive's head for balance, threaded the other foot through as well. The result was that she was straddling Shamira's shoulders, using the metal bar to keep her balance, and offering her sex to her captive's hungry, willing mouth. "Oh Clara, I believe you have taught this one some useful skills," Banshee murmured as Shamira's tongue parted her captor's labia and teased its way to the core.

Moon slipped his fingers completely off my pussy, and placed both hands on either of my thighs, to keep them open. I felt the rush of the night air on my exposed pussy. It caused me to clench my inner walls as I watched Moon with half-lidded eyes.

Just a little bit more before. "Fuck you, Selene," I could not help but curse the bloody moon goddess as I jerked, spurting out my cum. This was the moon goddess's fault. One thing is for sure: it would take more than a mate bond to take me down. I wasn't called a ruthless beast for nothing.

Even from lovemaking from the various women I bedded but never loved. I took off my shirt, showing my biceps and laying my godly body before her. A feast for her to savor, Remus whispered. “Am I alive?” I gave her a nervous laugh. “You can only see my dick when you’re alive.” She grinned. “Then I fucking am alive.” This was the night before the first day of the full moon, the Worm Moon. March’s full moon. Her smile faded into something, something that made my flesh jerked in reverie. I extended a hand out to cup her breath-taking face in my palms.

I looked down and noticed she was smashing her fingers in her pussy at a maddening speed. This girl was a super freak. I couldn't believe the Moon Goddess gifted her to me. I can't wait for her to really mate with me, so I could introduce her to my real sexual desires; the real ways I wanted to fuck her. Something told me she would love it. I felt my cock expanding, and I guess she knew it too because she sunk her throat down on my shaft and tightened her jaws around me. My cock erupted, sending ropes of hot white cum deep down her throat. My hips jerked as I emptied into her mouth. “Yessss,” I hissed.