Dr Emma Hall Porn Novels & Stories

She bit and sucked on his lower lips which elicited a deep groan from him, losing herself in the moment, in the way his eyes stayed focused on her like she was the most desirable female on the planet. Drakken's large hands held her in place to take more of what he gave, and Eleanor received it. Over and over. Then a loud knock interrupted them as Emma burst open the door. Her face fell in disgust at the sight of them. "You both must be out of your minds!" Drakken moved away from Eleanor who hurriedly dragged up her trousers in shame. "Couldn't you have let us finish?" Drakken coursed in pure irritation, stealing a glare at her.

she smiled at Ryder in an overtly friendly manner. “He’s a guest of mine.” I snapped irritably, hating the fact I couldn’t tear off her chameleon face. “Ryder Caddel. He’s a model I work with and I invited him to the party.” “Oh,” Emma jerked her head back. “I know you! It’s nice to meet you. I am Emma Hall, the wife of the CEO of Hall’s enterprise. Keagan Hall!” She offered him her hand which Ryder hesitantly took. The kids were now uncomfortable as they stared at the tension between our exchanges.

"No, no… please let me go… let me go…" Damien just looked at her and chuckled softly. He roughly spread her legs apart again, exposing her sensitive area. Emma was completely helpless. She couldn't close her legs and didn't want to see the scene before her. She covered her face and clenched her teeth. Damien's gaze lingered there for a long time. He lightly touched the spot, and the heat from his hand made Emma tremble. That private place was exposed to a man for the first time, and this man was her mother's husband. No matter how she thought about it, it felt utterly disgusting and unacceptable. But what could she do?

The other three participants were anonymous as the photo captured only their lower male organs, naked and erect. Emma was at the verge of puking. The sight of an unknown person's junk so dangerously close to her mouth made her feel all shades of disgust. She wasn't even conscious! " T-t-this! You did this! " Emma managed to say while pointing an accusing finger. She visibly shook and chills covered her skin. " Why would you do this? " From her voice, it was clear that she felt defeated. Exactly what gave her step mother a satisfactory smile.

*SCREAM!!!* Jeremy’s mom stood frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide with pure shock and disgust. The duvet had slipped off just enough to reveal everything — me on all fours, completely naked, Jeremy’s cock still buried deep in my ass, his cum already leaking out around where we were joined. “Oh my God… Emma?!” Aunt Linda’s voice cracked. “What the hell is going on?!”

The nigga behind her slammed in one last time and came deep inside her, groanin’ loud, fillin’ her pussy till it leaked out around his dick. They stepped back, still sprayin’ more cash on her collapsed body, laughin’ and zippin’ up. Emma laid there on the couch, breathin’ hard, covered in cum and money, a satisfied grin on her cum-glazed face. I let the curtain fall back quiet, heart racin’, pussy throbbin’ even harder now. Damn, Emma. Always livin’ her best life. But me? I still needed to find out why Ryan ain’t called.

Emma Richard nodded, having a hard time pulling a smile from her face because her mind was racing about Alex Roberts. "You don't blame me for not telling you in advance, do you?" A flash of nervousness flashed across the dean's face at the sight of her, "I was also thinking that it would have added a lot of stress to you if I had told you in advance." Emma Richard shook her head, a smile finally pulled out of her face, "No blame." As if she suddenly thought of something, she took a photo out of her pocket, "Dean do you see this person you are familiar with?" It was the doctor who left with Alex Roberts. Emma Richard now has an indefinable feeling that there is more to this matter than just t

she grabs the things and begins to clean my hands before stitching them. The knock makes me turn to look at the door. I watch it open, and Doc looks at me. "Someone saw us comin' in and told 'em," he says and moves back. I watch as Delcote walks in. "Well, looks like her husband was right," he says as he leans against the wall and crosses his feet. "I'll come back and check on her soon," Emma runs out. "Ya can get fucked. she's not even awake, so fuck off with ya questions," I shout.

Emma’s mischievous smile deepened as she thought of the shock that Steve was going to experience when he realized just how insatiable the Dragon truly was. Emma had once walked into a room filled with unconscious men and women whom Long had fucked to exhaustion. The thought of Steve passing out from fucking moistened her pussy. She did not even realize that she had been touching herself until a moan escaped her lips. The sight of Steve closing his eyes and trying desperately not to release his seed heightened her arousal. More cruel games played out in her head a she watched her Alpha grip Long’s soft and supple ass to slow down her cock slams.

staring at her number like it held the answers to something I hadn’t even known I was asking. Finally, I tapped it out. Connor: hey, how’s your Sunday? I waited. My fingers hovered over the keyboard like I was defusing a bomb, though it was only a text. Emma: hey :) it’s okay. helping my dad fix the bathroom tile. I laughed quietly. Bathroom tile? Connor: wait. like actually with tools? and… glue? Emma: yep. grout, hammer, the works. the tile was screaming for my help. Connor: damn. never thought I’d be jealous of a tile.