Crimble Crumble Novels & Stories

"Alex…" "Yea, that’s right, baby. Moan my name." He urges as he cups my face with his other hand while his finger moves inside me. He adds his middle finger while he plays with my clit with his thumb and I cry as I throw my head to the back, my eyes rolling. I grip his shoulder to not fall and Alex keeps muttering dirty hot words to my ear as he rides me out and it isn’t long before I reach my high and relief washes over me.

The creature's body was slime-like, yet it seemed to have short limbs and a small mouth that produces a harsh hissing sound when it opens. "Don't call them junk," the elderly professor replied. Struggling to stand up from sitting on his chair, he gently placed the book he's reading on his desk, which was also filled with empty laboratory flasks, notebooks and pens. There was a stain of spilled ink covering the upper corner of his disorganized table. His hair and beard are almost white, with visible streaks of gray, and along with his crumpled and stained lab coat, they all seemed to have been unattended for a long while now.

Brimworth yells at everyone. Their heads are lower in contrite. "Make sure our new team member feels welcome, and if I see that he is not, one of you will surely be kicked off this team. Got it!" "Yes, sir," they said, sounding like mumbles. Brimworth, tap me on the back and say, "Get change and let us showcase your amazing skill at swimming." I caught Lucas looking at me as he said so with a glare. There are scowls as Brimworth leaves.