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And perhaps alpha Eskaal was speaking the truth! ---------------- [Check out my smut/sex compilation book] Title: Lustful Delicacies

“Look what I have.” “Is this my book?” she giggled as she recognized the cover. “Where did you get this?” “Belkin was telling us how you’re an author. I got a copy. I am very excited to read it. No wonder you are so brave and heroic when you write such stories.” “You do know this is a spicy book.” “Spicy? Cookbook?” “No. Sexy. It’s got a lot of sex in it. The main character has two penises.” “Lucky man! Is the book explicit?” he made wide eyes. “Does he use both penises?”

She was about to run out of breath as she looked at his suddenly approaching handsome face. She took a step back, with the glass window behind her, there was nowhere to retreat. "These books aren't mine!" She defended. "And whose are they?" "I don't know..." Jeff opened one of the books, only to see men and women naked and folded over each other. Every part of their bodies could be seen. Especially the man's penis, the picture was very harsh. "Don't you like that too?" "Yes, I just like it. What's wrong?" Kourtney decided to answer honestly.

he added with a faint smirk. Adam closed the book halfway again, but like before, it wasn’t to stop, it was just a pause. “Yeah… this one’s all impulse,” he murmured. “No control, no structure… just heat.” He looked down at the pages one more time. Then nodded to himself. “Alright… what’s next?” And he turned the page. ______ Episode 5 – Threesome

He took an extra inch into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and bobbing his head, the hard length disappearing gradually. “Fuck” the man recieving the treatment gasped, his veiny hands moving to hold his head and his hips thrusting slowly. “Shit” someone cursed drawing my attention. Max, Jonathan and George were all stroking their cocks but Jonathan’s eyes were locked on me, his full lips plump and parted as he rocked his hips into his palm. The depravity of the action sent a chill down my spine and straight to my cock and a choke gasp escaped my lips.

“A bооk boyfriend hаѕ gоt to be very hоt, have a ripped bоdу аnd a face thаt wоuld take уоur brеаth away.” I wаtсhеd thе fluѕh rіѕе slowly іn hіѕ cheeks bеfоrе continuing. “Hе саn соmе іn аll different vаrіеtіеѕ, ѕwееt, соwbоу, аlрhа, biker, fighter аnd well, thе gеnеrаl bаd bоу.” “Sо which оnе appeals tо you?”

"Sir! We have an urgent situation outside!" a loud voice rattled the cramped space of the quarters. "You candy assed moron! Haven't I told you before to leave all matters to the able hands of my assistant! Leave! Now!" a fat man lodged at a comfortable chair while holding a book with sensual depictions on it. Its contents were of women doing different positions in the most popular technique in the history of evolution. The cover title was Secret to Long Life by Jeff Depthfinder.

She said she wrote the book to help other women avoid manipulative men like me. I watched one interview against my better judgment. The host asked Karen what she wanted readers to take away from her story. She said "I want women to know that powerful men will use you and discard you. That promises mean nothing when it's inconvenient. That I'm not the villain in this story. I'm a survivor."

Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other. “So, you also read that book-” “Yeah, I got into it after a friend of mine recommended it to me.” “Isn’t it a great book.” “Yeah, I got hooked on it after reading the first chapter.” “bla-bla-bla” Both continued to talked to each other and enjoyed their conversation. “I was feeling an awkward atmosphere growing between our table so I was gonna try to start a conversation but when you brought out your book, I was just surprised to see a person reading it.” The girl said.

She couldn't. The book tumbled to the floor as he yanked her thighs apart. No more patience. No more hesitation. Just the raw, desperate heat of her body clenching around him as he fucked her like the illustrations promised—hard, deep, unforgiving. Duy Nam fucked Ánh Nguyệt relentlessly—bent over the bed, her legs hooked over his shoulders, pressed against the wall with her silk robes shoved up around her waist. Every page of that damned book came alive beneath his hands, her moans growing louder, her body slick and swollen with need.