Confession Of A Video Vixen Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

Vixen➡ Hey, Johnson, nice dick you have, I watched as you fucked the life out of Sophia, its really big, Can I see it? . Johnson ➡ Stop vixen, this is not the place..... . Vixen➡ Nonsense, besides we have lots of time to spare, and these ladies too want to see it. . Johnson ➡ No way, besides I'm spent. . Vixen➡ Okay suit urself, beside you will show it at the party, but before we reach there, here's a little something that will boost ur energy. . Johnson ➡ What's that? .

I had become a panting mess. "I think I'm close" The minute I said that, he stopped. "What the fuck?" I yelled, raising my head up. He smirked at me sheepishly. "I prefer you cum on my cock" "Still!" I argued, frustratedly. "Would you like to come on my cock, Vixen?" He pulled out a pack of condom from his drawer, picking out one. "Would you want me to rip you open, breaking down all your walls?" I bit my lips, nodding at him. "Yes"

Her ass was pointed straight at me, the skimpy bikini bottoms stretched taut over her plump cheeks. I knelt behind her, running my hands over her smooth skin as I admired the view. "You have such a perfect ass," I said, giving it a hard slap that made her yelp. "I'm going to fuck it so hard." Isabella whimpered in anticipation, wiggling her hips invitingly. "Please," she begged, looking back at me over her shoulder. "Stick that big fat cock in my tight little holes and ruin me for anyone else." I couldn't wait any longer. I ripped off her bikini bottoms and tossed them aside before freeing my aching cock from the confines of my boxers. Isabella gasped when she saw it, her eyes going wide wit

Suddenly the curtains at the end of the room, swiped open revealing a big glass with two girls inside. Squinting my eyes, I tried to figure out what they were doing. At first, they started by kissing each other sensually and then it digressed to licking their private parts. And boy! That made shivers run down my spine. It was so hot. Heat began to crawl up my body as I watched the brown haired girl latch her vagina to the other blonde girl's vagina, grinding slowly. Their sweet moans filled the air. My legs instinctively pressed together, my wetness soaking me through my panties.

You’re stroking yourself before you realize, hard as steel, cursing that her face stays hidden, a mystery that only makes you hungrier. Her videos are pure filth. One’s got her slick with oil, hands sliding over her perky tits, nipples hard as she teases herself, and you’re fighting not to blow right there. Another video pulls you under: Kat18 in an office chair, thighs spreading slow, no panties, her pussy glistening like she’s been wet for hours. Her fingers slip down, circling her clit with soft, needy strokes, and you’re mesmerized, cock throbbing in your hand. Then you see it—the carpet. That fucking diamond pattern from your cubicle, unmistakable, like a dirty little secret laid bare.

When the woman took off her skimpy bikini revealing her pinkish and perky nipples, Phoenix swallowed an invisible lump in his throat. The air shifted, burning desire started to envelope his senses. He wanted those nipples on the pad of his tongue and he wanted to devour every inch of her breast. For the first time in his thirty years of existence, Phoenix felt an intense desire for a woman. A kind of desire he never felt before. Eve continued to dance on the stage, and when their eyes met, she winked at him. At that moment, Phoenix knew he was doomed. “Damn!” he cursed. He cupped the front of his baggy jeans, he’s housing a massive hard-on in a public place! “This is a fucking disaster!”

“Everything. The way he takes control. The way he… fucks.” His fingers hooked under my skirt, pushing it higher. “Specifics, Miss Hayes. This is literary theory. Details matter.” I spread my legs slightly, inviting. “In that one video, ‘Professor’s Pet,’ he bends the girl over the desk, spanks her until she’s red and begging, then fucks her throat until she gags. Then he… he fills her pussy, hard and deep, making her cum over and over.” His hand cupped my mound through my panties, feeling the dampness. “And you watch that? Touch yourself to it?”

He pulled out his phone and showed me the video of me on my knees in the library basement, moaning while he fucked me from behind. “Strip, Lila. Or this goes out tonight along with the first video.” God! What have I gotten myself into? Will this ever end? Tears burned my eyes as I started unbuttoning my shirt. The stranger watched every move. And when I was completely naked, he pointed at the desk. “Bend over.” I leaned over Elias’s desk, breasts pressed against the wood, ass out. He moved behind me and kicked my legs apart. “Such a beautiful traitor,” he whispered. “Now tell me… does Voss know you stole his most private journal for me?”

Emily, pretending to be calm, said, “Anna, I didn’t want to make a scene. If you’d just agreed to donate the kidney in the first place, this wouldn’t have happened. I’m not asking for your daughter’s life—she still has one kidney left!” My eyes blazed as I scoffed. “And why should I save Mark’s illegitimate son? What makes you think you deserve that?” Just as I finished speaking, Mark, covered in sweat, rushed up onto the stage. He grabbed my shoulders, his voice full of worry. “Anna, what happened? Are you dizzy? “Come on, let’s get you checked out!” I pushed him away. “Now that I’ve been publicly shamed as the mistress, you want to act concerned?”

The collar clicked around her neck, followed by a soft hum in the headset. “You smell like library pages and heat,” he whispered into her ear. “Let’s make you readable.” The vibrator beneath the seat began to pulse. The other woman watched. Lips parted. Breathing shallow. “You’ll play by my rules,” he said. “No touching yourself. No closing your legs. Let her see what I do to you with just my voice.” Camille whimpered. The vibrations intensified. Her body arched. She clutched the edges of the seat. “Read the book next to you.”