Novel & Cerita Confession Of A Video Vixen Book

Suddenly,I heard a sound in the hallway which made me frese. "Vixen…I think someone is in the faculty lounge." I whispered, as my heart raced when I heard a door slam. Someone was definitely there. "Stay quiet then." She murmured as she drove her hips forward. The thick toy went deep inside me and stretched my tightness to their absolute limit. A muffled cry escaped from my mouth as my boobs were now pressed against the glass mirror. I looked very obscene at that moment wth my hands bound behind my back as Vixen grabbed my hair and pulled it back, forcefully making me watch as she penetrated me. Drops of saliva ran down my mouth as she pounded me.

“You will go to confession tomorrow. Real confession. Father Julian is a good man. He will guide you back to the light.” I almost laughed in her face. Good man. The same man who had fucked my ass in this very kitchen while she was at bingo. The same man whose cum was probably still leaking into my panties right now. “Yes, Mama,” I said sweetly. “I’ll confess everything.” That night I sent Julian a video. I snuck into the church bathroom during Saturday vigil, locked the stall, hiked up my dress, and spread my legs. Two fingers plunged deep into my soaked pussy while I recorded, moaning softly.

he said with a smirk "You drugged me and forced yourself on me!" She yelled "Drugged you, yes am guilty but forcing myself on you, its the other way round sweetheart and I have a video to prove otherwise", Amanda could not believe her ears, did he just say he had a video, what kind of person was he?, she thought, "Why did you do that to me Henry?" Her voice was almost breaking as she spoke, she only wanted to know where Daniel was, she did not sign up for something like this to happen to her

It was massive—thick, veined, and already rock-hard, far bigger than anything she had imagined or experienced. The head glistened with a bead of precum. She stared, mesmerized and intimidated. “Tell me what you are,” He said, stroking the heavy length once, guiding it to brush against her parted lips. “I… I’m sorry,” she whispered, voice shaking. “I was a stupid slut sending that video. It was an accident, but I… I got so wet knowing you saw me.” Victor’s hand fisted in her hair, not gentle. “More. Confess while you worship this cock that’s going to ruin you.” He pushed forward, sliding the thick head past her lips.

"So as much as I want to strip you naked, lay you down and devour you like the fucking heavenly treat you are-" “Maybe I just need something in my mouth then,” she whispers quickly before dropping to the floor and tugging down my sweatpants. Vixen. Spinning me senseless yet again. I'm now caught in her trap. My cock bobs in front of her, already rock-hard and glistening with pre-cum. She licks generously from the base, all the way up to the tip, torturously slow in places.

mostly out of curiosity and boredom. Then her face filled the screen. Long dark hair, full lips, wide hazel eyes that looked straight through the camera like she could see him sitting there in an old hoodie on a sagging couch. She smiled, not the fake, over the top smile he expected from that kind of video, but something softer, almost shy. The title underneath read: **Vixen Vesper – Exclusive Interview Clip** He paused the video and aared. He didn’t click play again that night. He closed the laptop, heart beating too fast for no reason at all, and went to bed feeling like he’d done something wrong.

“The vixen he has on the video is so hot. I suspect they would be a couple. The chemistry between them is just exhilarating.* Vixen, video? I was lost there Dean had not started making videos for his music yet, or were they talking about another Dean. Out of curiosity, I followed them back into the faculty building. They were chatting so loud that they could not even tell that I was following them. As they settled on a chair I snatched the phone from the one with blonde hair. “Hey, give it back.” She yelled. “Just a minute, I want to confirm something.” It was really him, Dean and a top notch model giving him a lap dance as he rained money on her.

She immediately paused, eyes widening as she realized what she blurted out. I closed my eyes in embarrassment, clenching my fist. The other guard returned, shaking his head slowly towards Olaine. She staggered back. Vixen stepped forward, turning on her phone. “Since this happened, I have no choice but to show you this.” She raised the phone for all to see, a video of Olaine breaking into Vixen's suite playing. “They're– they're cameras here?” Olaine asked in disbelief. “You came into my suite without permission, that is invasion of privacy. Then you planted false evidence in my bedroom to file a false police report.” Vixen turned to me. “Alpha Kael, I came to help your pack and this is how