Drake Dick Flash Novels & Stories

Dianne thought to herself. “Hello Mother.” Drake called, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he lifted his sunglasses up. “I just wanted to thank you for my present. I didn’t know a mother cared so much about her son’s sex life to send him a third.” If Dianne had a drink she would’ve choked on it. “I’m going to love watching Lydia go down on Jessica as I fuck her from behind.” Drake stated not bothering to lower his voice. Dianne’s face flushed seven shades of red, and before she could respond to Drake’s comment. He gently touched her shoulder, a Cheshire cat like grin on his face. “See you later mom.” He responded jogging away from her to catch up with Lydia and Jessica.

"My dick doesn't get handed out that easily. I have a TASTE and none of that tastes like you....so I had to fix you with someone in your situation that could understand your moans." Something about the way he said it made my fists tighten. I could tell exactly how good he was at this game, at chipping away at a woman until she doubted herself. "So are you going to hit me with the car, or drive past me quietly and pretend you have some restraint left?" His smile turned cold. "You're right. Just so you remember you don't get to threaten me. I'm DRAKE MACHORACE. And I do exactly what I say I'll do."

The monster within demanded to be unleashed, and Pulmez was the perfect victim. He swung a jab aimed at Maddox’s chest, but the man was just as fast. He dodged his strike and countering with a kick to Wulfric’s legs. In a flash, Maddox tackled him to the ground. They grappled, rolling across the filthy alley floor. Their struggle only ended when Rufus finally managed to drag Pulmez out of the fray. Breathing heavily, Wulfric shoved Maddox off him, leaving his friend sprawled near a dumpster as he scanned the alley.

Ashford said, taking out a white bottle with no markings and shaking it outside the car window. Elena raised her eyebrows, saying, "The Gray Group collapsed, I couldn't be happier, how could I possibly lose sleep over it?" "Ms. Jennings really doesn't need it?" Ashford chuckled, then added, "The amount of medicine here is enough to put a person to sleep forever, never to wake up. I gave you so much at once just so you could have a good sleep. Don't finish it all at once, don't make me carry the guilt of a murderer."

Silas’s ankle buckled, but he kept his feet, spinning around with a dark, terrifying growl. "Is that all you fucking got, rogue?" Silas roared across the ice, his voice carrying over the roar of the crowd. He spat a mouthful of spit and ice right onto Drake’s skates. "You hit like a soft fucking she-wolf!" "Shut your arrogant mouth, Blackwood!" Drake barked back, his yellow eyes flashing feral as he raised his stick. "I am going to take your head home as a trophy today!" Every time Drake landed a dirty hit, a sick part of my human mind cheered.

she sarcastically said. Drake’s jaw clenched. He tightened his grip on Emily’s arms. ‘Let him be, Emily. He’s affected,’ Leia thought through her mind. “I didn’t know you’re that affected without my presence—” He cut her off by slapping her face hard. “I’m done with your shits, Emily!” Drake shouted nonchalantly. His booming voice echoed in the special room. “What? If you’re done with my bullshits, well, Drake. . . I’m done with yours too!” she growled. “Slap me? Go ahead. I don’t fucking care at all!”

" Steph angrily wiped her face with her hands. " I told you I'm scared of frogs but I'm more scared to see your ugly face, hahaha" she giggled and burst out to laughter again. Drake was tossing like a coin on the couch. His face smiled while his eyes were closed. He was sleeping. Until a woman with a perfect body came into him and put her butt on his lap. He felt the greatest sensation running down through his nerves. Someone was grinding on his lap and he felt that his hardness was inside someone's wet area.

Without arguing further, I pulled out my phone and opened my payment app. "This is a custom-made hair clip my husband ordered from Froise. It cost 8,800 dollars," I stated matter-of-factly. "But since we're all friends here, I'll round it down to 8,000 dollars. You can Venmo me." Isabelle froze, her face pale as she glanced desperately at Elliot. His friends erupted in outrage, practically spitting in my face as they shouted at me. "Are you kidding? 8,000 dollars for a hair clip? You've got to be making this up because you're bitter about Eli's confession!"

Drake was grinning gleefully even as he listened to the crowd's comment. Glaring at Frank, he barked, "Now, die!" Frank simply shook his head. "You would have had a chance if you reached Birthright rank… you're too weak as you are now." With that, Frank suddenly unleashed his pure vigor, the around him bursting away as he kicked Drake in the chest!

Over my dead body! "I still have all the dick pics that you suddenly sent me in the middle of the night! Are you going to force me to release them online?" Drake got furious at being exposed, and perhaps a little terrified as well. He soon got into a huge physical fight with Stella, clawing at her face and drawing blood in an extremely gruesome manner. And with that, they put on a wonderful dog-eat-dog show right before my eyes. However, I couldn't feel the least bit disturbed about the scene and kept my calm all throughout. I couldn't even feel a ripple of emotion anywhere.