Chrisesn Rock Sex Tape の小説・ストーリー

Claire and I screamed in unison, our bodies arriving at the same time as we squirted everywhere. The climax left us both shaking and incoherent. “Get on your knees.” Chris commanded Claire and she almost fell on her face as her knees were wobbling. When she finally got on her knees, Chris started stroking himself with his dick infront of her. Jonathan didn’t bother telling me to get on my knees, he just started stroking directly over my pussy. “You want me to come on your face, don’t you, you little slut?” Chris rasped, his voice cracking

He grabbed himself pumping fast, moments from exploding himself, begging me to fuck him harder. I felt waves rush through my body and I thrusted harder with a deep groan until my toes curled and threw my head back, squeezing Chris' ass tighter in my fingers. "Fuck!" I grunted hard as I pulsated all my seed into him. Chris lost all control watching me come undone. His eyes squeezed shut then popped back open wanting to watch me find satisfaction in my mate. "Fuck yes, come for me, Alpha." Chris screamed out just as his stomach twitched and his hand slowly milked his own release that just poured out from feeling my seed swim inside him.

Chris smirked as he moved his laptop and some pictures into his drawers. “Well then, come here, and we’ll see what’s wrong,” Chris said, I stepped right in front of him when he grabbed the back of my thighs and lifted me onto the desk. He kissed my neck and muttered against my skin, “I may have to give you a shot.” I giggled and moaned as he reached under my shirt, grabbed my breasts, and fondled my sensitive nipples.

He had to respect her fire. Knox's expression remained stoic, but Serena could feel the displeasure thrumming through him like a livewire. His amber eyes bored into Dimitri's, silently demanding he continue his report. Dimitri swallowed again and shifted his weight nervously from one foot to the other. "That's not all, Master," he admitted reluctantly, running a hand through his disheveled dark hair. "There's...there's a sex tape. Of the madam. It's trending all over the internet and going viral as we speak."

“Get us some pretty and sexy girls for lap dances. One for each of us. Make them good.” A minute later, four girls came over. The one who picked Chris was tall with long dark hair and a tiny outfit that left nothing to the imagination. She started dancing right in front of him, moving her hips slowly and touching her body. I watched her grind closer to him and something ugly twisted in my chest. I wanted to be the one on his lap. I wanted his hands on me instead of her. But Chris just sat there like a block of ice. Arms crossed, face blank, not even smiling. The girl tried harder, pressing her tits against his chest and whispering something in his ear. He didn’t move. Didn’t touch her. He di

The thing that I could finally have that one thing that I have always wanted excited the hell out of me. I had imagined sex with him and I wondered why he wouldn’t touch me. When I grind my molds against him again , I heard him let out a low groan but this time I felt every inch my body reacting to his skin against mine. His breath got thick with every moment that passed by . Our eyes ran into each other . “Ch ... .ri…s” I moaned out silently as I grind my waist against his touch again. “Fuck diasy, fuck” Chris groaned as he drops his legs as he tighten the towel around before placing both his hands on the wall while he covered me fully and this time only our eyes ran into the other.

Chris’s hand moved to Ryan’s thigh, then higher, brushing against the obvious bulge in Ryan’s jeans. Ryan groaned softly. “You’re really turned on right now, aren’t you?” Chris swallowed, face flushed. “I… yeah.” Ryan’s voice dropped lower. “Want me to teach you more?” Chris hesitated only for a second. “Yeah,” he whispered. “Show me everything.”

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. What was I going to do? This man evidently wanted me. And I was more than a little turned on by him. He was attractive, and I’d missed the contact and intimacy. But he was also manipulative and looking out for himself. Could I handle that? “No, I’ll cooperate,” I said, eventually. “Good,” he replied, grinning before one hand deftly yanked my knickers down while the other reached under me to grab a breast again. “I thought I wasn’t meant to be having sex before my unveiling,” I said, automatically trying to wriggle away. He lowered his weight even farther, pinning me beneath him as he laughed at me again.

They moaned softly, their voices blending in quiet pleasure. Alex tapped my lap, signaling me to lie flat on the bed, which I did. He spread my legs wide and thrust into me at a steady pace. “Oh fuck! You’re so sweet!” he confessed, slapping my thighs from the pleasure that consumed him. He soon pulled out, and Chris slotted himself in again. He banged me like I wasn’t his girlfriend. I cried and begged but he covered my mouth with his palm, his other hand on my throat, gently strangling me.

The most important thing was satisfying myself after such a frustrating morning. “Damn, Jack…” “Shit, Zoe. Your pussy is driving me crazy! I want to touch it!” Jack growled, and I knew he was also doing something to his dick. If he were here, I’d gladly do something for him with my tongue and lips. “You can touch it…” I sped up my finger movements and knew I’d soon get what I needed, “Please touch me!” “Yes, Zoe. I’ll do it…” Shit, I was about to climax just from my fingers and Jack’s voice on the video call.