Chrisesn Rock Sex Tape นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Chris looked at me again with those burning eyes. "Do you want us to stop?" I took a deep breath, my breasts barely moving because my arms were stretched so tight. "Please," I begged, "Please Master, please don't rape me, don't hurt me anymore. It's all too much for me. Too much cock! Please!" Chris grinned, obviously savoring my begging, enjoying my total submission. He shoved his cock into me. I came as soon as he entered me, feeling wave after wave making me shiver.

​I looked at the TV, and my jaw dropped. It was a sex video and the people in it weren't p**n actors. It was Vince's girlfriend, Chloe. She was completely naked and propped up on her knees in a deep doggy-style position. ​Gerald was positioned beneath her, holding her hips tightly and brutally driving his c*ck into her dripping p*ssy. At the same time, Hunter was knelt behind her, forcing his thick shaft deep into her ass. Chloe’s head was thrown back as she moaned but silenced when Vince knelt directly in front of her, shoving his own c*ck straight down her throat. Ralph was probably the one recording, capturing every single angle of the three of them ruining her.

‘Let me see you come again,’ he demanded. Rowena closed her eyes and gave herself over to his touch, but her flesh was tired and she couldn’t reach the peak he was asking of her. Infuriated, Chris knelt down and then she felt his tongue licking round the entrance to her vagina and the heat of an orgasm began to spread through her belly. ‘Yes! Yes!’ she whimpered,

"I know, right?" I watched from above recording every bit on my phone. Chrissy's body slid further down Mom's body. I could see Mom tense. Chrissy began to untie the straps on Mom's hips that held her bottom bikini in place. Mom was frozen. Chrissy gently pried Mom's legs apart. "Just relax," Chrissy said quietly. "Just think of Mark's fat cock. Think of his fat cock fucking you blind." "I...I...never...(gasp) oh shit!"

I groaned and screamed his name. “Chris.” What the fuck is wrong with me? I felt myself arching against him, bringing our bodies’ most intimate regions into contact. I took away his towel. This man, Jesus, was built like a tank. As our private body parts came into contact, I slid my hands down his powerful physique. My lips slipped into another moan. I heard a roar coming from Chris’s mouth. His lips brushed against mine incessantly. I felt his tongue slide into my mouth and I was carried away by a flood of yearning I had never imagined possible. I moaned as I felt his hand pressing against my lower region. His finger slid inside my core. He started rubbing in circles. In horror, I screamed

Chris motions for me to come over, using his index finger with a mischievous smile on his face, I know what he’s thinking, the man wants to be in my pants every chance he gets. I remain still and sit on the barstool instead earning a dissapointed look from him which he doesn’t hide. I am not in the mood right now, I need someone to help me get to the bottom of this, I can’t go snooping around myself. “So how did you get the video of the old man? Don’t tell me he recorded a sex tape.” I say and Chris laughs. “Yep and when Chester hacked his home system for any useful info, we found him unclad, licking his Dom’s feet while he was being whipped.” Chris says shaking his head.

The sharp burst of pain slammed the pleasure back down, forcing a startled yelp from my lips. “Beg for it, princess,” Chris said with a smug, satisfied grin. “Beg us nicely and maybe we’ll let you come. Or maybe we’ll just keep you on edge, jerk off all over your pretty body, and leave you dripping and desperate if we don’t think you’ve learned your lesson yet.” “Please,” I sobbed, hips jerking and twitching uncontrollably. “Please let me come… I need it so badly. Please fuck me. I need your cocks inside me. Please—”