Cameron Dallas Dirty の小説・ストーリー

I look straight into the camera, cum sticky and warm on my lips and cheeks, chest heaving, pussy still throbbing and dripping. “Happy... fucking... Thanksgiving, bitches.”

Anyone could walk in at any moment and see us, but none of us seemed to care. There was a certain thrill to it; the fact that we could get caught. We weren't doing anything illegal, but it sure felt like it. "You shouldn't be pleasured after your actions, yet here you are, enjoying it like a good little slut." I literally moaned. I'd thought dirty talk was overrated, but this… this right here was everything.

I come again, clenching tightly around his fingers and moaning, and Camden slowly removes his fingers, popping them into his mouth to suck them clean. “Now,” I say, looking down at his tented pants. “Now, fuck me,” I plead. Camden smirks and shakes his head, and stands up a bit unsteadily and walks into the bathroom. I can hear him panting and then crying out, and he returns sweaty and smiling sheepishly. “I wanted to watch,” I pout, and Camden chokes out a laugh. “You are a dirty girl, aren’t you?” he asks, crawling under the covers with me and I wrap my good arm around his neck to kiss him. He tastes like me and I moan into his mouth.

“I want this beach to know who this ass belongs to. If you keep bitching, I’ll toss the towel and let them all see what I’m doing.” “No! Oh God.” Cameron must have buried his head in his arms because his voice sounded muffled as he moaned, “Ohhh God.” He tasted delicious. Cameron possessed a fresh, clean scent that I couldn’t get enough of. It’s like he took extra good care of his ass in the chance that I might do something like this. Good boy. I licked Cameron long and hard. His soft pants turned me into an animal. Maybe I will fuck him on this beach.

She indulged in the fantasy that they were just an ordinary couple come to watch their friends play football - until Cameron pinched her arse. “If I win this game for us,” Cameron laughed, on a pre-game high. “I’m f-king our slut in the locker room.” Heath laughed and said something that she didn’t catch but he and Cameron bumped fists. “F-k you Cameron,” Aislen felt her cheeks heat and she looked around, knowing that too many people had overheard him. “And you think that I’m the one with a big mouth,” she said to Rhett, pushing away from him.

He inquired, staring at the cigarette in his hands. "Pardon?" I asked for clarity, as far as I could tell, my life was already over and done for. His eyes lazily darted to the window, "by the look of it, it's not yet midnight. There are two plain choices in front of you." He explained, taking calculated steps towards me. "One, you can choose to live your life in shame and knowtoe to others for as long as you draw breath. Or you can take the second option." He crushed his cigarette against the dusty window pane and placed his hands on his hips in a sexy manner.

His eyes would drop to my lap, then lower, like he was picturing exactly what was happening underneath my dress. “You’re still leaking, aren’t you?” he asked after a while, his voice low and rough. “I can see it in the way you’re sitting. Still full of my cum.” I swallowed and nodded, my face warm. “Yes.” “Good,” he said. His hand tightened around mine on his thigh. “I want you messy when we get home. I want that tight little hole still open and dripping when I bend you over.” He paused, then added, “Dante’s going to be there too. We’re both going to use you tonight. And I’m not going to be gentle with you, babygirl. Not after the way you took my cock in that bathroom like such a good little

Amanda wiped the sweat off her brows and tied up her honey, blonde hair into a loose ponytail. She waved heartily at the guys while I noticed how they all shot her perverted looks at how hot she looked in the short jean shorts and blue, spandex top. Her boyfriend, Darren, our football captain, typically, was still dressed in his full football gear making him look bigger than the rest of the guys. He removed his helmet to show his low cut, curly hair and coffee brown skin which always seemed to glow and I swooned. Darren was so hot, he deserved to have a highly flammable warning around his neck.

the voice replied. "What are you trying to impress someone special ? Oooo someone's in love" Jake joked back. "Yeah, yeah. Shut up, at least I---" the familiar voice was cut off when the door opened to reveal.. Cameron, wearing nothing but cut off gray sweatpants, sweat glistening down his chest, along his abs and his hair damp sticking up in odd places due to his running his hand through his hair. A woodsy, earthy smell was radiating off him and Olivia breathed in deeply, hmmm she will never get tired of smelling it. he must have come back from a run in the woods because he was dirty and had leaves in his hair.