Boss Deeper And Deeper Novels & Stories

Hit the floor hard. Flames jumped all over me. Only my gear kept me from lighting up like a match. "Captain!" "Captain, you good?" I waved them off, dragging myself up. In the background, Axel was still losing it, screaming like a maniac. The fire kept getting worse. I had no choice. "Evacuate!" Axel grabbed one of my teammates. "What do you mean you're leaving my stuff? Those are my memories with my wife! If I lose them, I'll just die here! I'm not leaving!"

“You are almost there.” The sound of his voice, the warmth of his hand, it was the only thing keeping me steady as I let him lead me deeper inside, blindfolded and trusting.

“You mean he came already planning to get rid of his attachment here?” “Planning to try.” “Son of a bitch!” “Language.” That had to be Ann. “Sorry, ma’am.” Meanwhile, on screen, Brandon Price had come down the stairs in alleged total darkness and he already showed on the static cam field. He started talking about the oppressive energy that filled the basement, reaching out with his spare hand to feel it. As he walked into the quiet room, weird taps and knocks seemed to lure him deeper in, toward the central pillar. “What’s that? The boiler?”

Not yet. He pushed in a few more inches. Just enough to cloud my mind with the sounds of big cock smearing against extreme pussy slick, inside a pussy. I moaned. “Go deeper, please daddy,” I begged, my pussy bleeding out more slick, my creams coating his cock. Then he pushed in a little more, increasing his pace, increasing the depth his cock reached. My breath caught when it finally touched my core…my base And he wasn't even balls deep yet. He pushed deeper.

It was hidden and silent—like it didn’t belong to the same noisy, crowded club below. The door swung open, and we stepped inside. The room was luxurious—so lavish it almost felt unreal. My eyes scanned everything, but the fear in my chest never faded; it was like a tattoo that could never be washed off my skin. We stopped. Derick bowed his head in absolute submission as he spoke. “Boss, here she is. The stripper you requested.”

My vision blured and the world tilted sideways,the sound of flowing water disappeared. Then... Darkness. I saw the depths as the water became more dark,my body was being dragged deeper. [DING] System maintenance complete. Rebooting complete. Host rebonded Host! Am back. Ohh-

He projected his Divine Sense, reaching it into the Tetrachy Cauldron, down its four feet, and deeper and deeper into the ground. He reached more than a thousand meters below when something made his expression change – the image of a dark and wide abyss appeared in his mind. The hole reached straight down into utter blackness with unfathomable depth and the width of the gaping pit reached as far as a thousand meters. His Divine Sense crept further down. Even after the three-thousand-meter mark, there was still no sign of the bottom. Yet Chu Xun looked more and more somber; the foul aura was only getting thicker and thicker, the deeper he got, rolling upwards in thick plumes and tendrils as i

“Baby I need you to express yourself, I love hearing those moans when I'm doing my job. Can I trust you on that?” A nod was all I got from her and I resumed my bangs. The faster and deeper I moved inside her, the firmer she gripped on the dinning table. I hit every spot with my dangerous banging and Jasmine repeatedly moaned out my name. I felt her Walls tighten around my dick and the last thing I want is for her to come while floating in the clouds, everything I'm doing and what I'll do to her all through her stay here is not for pleasure but to frustrate her.

She stops at the head of the table. “Good day gentleman. You can all stand up. The Boss will be entering now” she says and her voice sounds familiar but I just cannot place where I have heard it before. The Boss enters the room with a black cloak covering his face. He walks around the room and takes the seat at the head of the table, right below the vent where Lilliana and I are hiding. The Boss places his hands on the arm rests and I notice a ring on his left small- finger. Johnny has told me about these rings, he has one just like it. The rings are a symbol of your position and rank as a Mafia boss. This Boss has the same symbol on his ring that Johhny has. It carries the engraving of a fa

“I can’t stop…I’m almost there…” Michael said as he slammed his fist on the pillows and groaned deep and low. Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead unto the valley of the woman’s breast. The woman beneath him screamed and moaned louder as he thrusted his hip in a faster and harder rhythm.