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She knows I want it too. Ebony stands up and turns to face me. As she seductively walks over to me she pulls her top up and over her head. Her long black curly hair bounces and cascades down her back, almost to her ass. She cups one of her small pert breasts and plays with her small, dark nipple. Her head is tipped down slightly, to watch her own hand play with herself. She makes sure to look at me through her long thick lashes, her green eyes show she wants to play. My cock is hard and the pain of it being trapped in my trousers makes me grunt from the discomfort. She takes that as her invitation to drop to her knees and open my zip. Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she tugs my trousers do

The sight of her full breasts made him ogle at her, that he couldn't stop himself from smacking his lips mischievously. "Christ! These fucking titties are making me go crazy as fuck. I can kill my wife over these jugs. They're way too large for your small body, Ebony. How do you carry them around without getting tired? But, it's your lucky night, girl, I'm gonna relieve you of that burden." He curled up her mini skirt in a rush, and stood straight to unbuckle his belt with the girl locked tightly between his knees. "Isn't tonight my lucky night?"

“Listen here, mister. I don’t know why you came but the young alpha only said that we needed to raise her. We did. He didn’t specify how so whatever we made from raising her, it was ours. You don’t know how hard it was to raise a monster like her. It’s not like I am calling you monsters but that girl, she had nightmares all the time. Her personality changed sometimes, as if I was looking at a calculative villain. She needed therapy. I spent on her a lot. She is sick in the head. I did my best and when it was time, I brought her where she belongs. I don’t owe you anything.” “She isn’t sick.” “Then mister, you didn’t read all the reports. Moreover, you want this kept a secret, right? I think y

Why does it seem like he's guilty of something? Before I can ask what he's so guilty about, Ebony's small voice speaks up. "M-mama... I-I'm not small anymore... I'm seven... almost eight." I break my stare and look over to her and Zoey. "B-but... you saw the monster who took Sky so please... please help him..." tears come to her dark eyes.

Lisa Warden (P.O.V.) She had perfectly styled, shimmering black hair. Her smooth, tanned Brazilian skin was immaculate, and her body... it was mouth-watering. She had these massive, smooth, succulent bre*sts, pouring from her slim, stylish black dress. And her a*s was everything you would expect from a Brazilian woman, perky, and round and full... just amazing.

One of the men nodded his head, and by his smile, Tayson could tell he was impressed. "Me too." "Count me in." And the room soon chorused in a charter setting the grey eyes man in a truce. Even a single veto would have served as a hindrance to his proposal. Personally, Tayson highly admired the artist Ebony, and the fact that his mother was a fan of that secret covet artist made him want to discover her. He was sure that it was a woman. Because Ebony expressed a kind of pain that could pull the strings of hearts, a kind of darkness that could lure you into the endless night, a kind of sensualism that could tingle your bone.

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"Yes Master." With that I turned and with Barbie's hand in mine, I headed upstairs to let my beautiful new slut wash me off. And maybe get me dirty all over again. I almost blew my load when the sexy coed pulled her tube dress over her head. Her tits were magnificent. Huge and round a little turned up at the areola and the nipples were the size and color of a ripe cherry. Deep red almost purple and round. "My God how big are your tits?" Barbie blushed and it was the cutest thing I'd ever seen because with her creamy white skin it flushed all the way to those beautiful breasts. "I'm a forty double E."

My aunt Valerie has been the center of every filthy fantasy I’ve had since I hit puberty. She’s a true BBW goddess—six feet tall, thick everywhere it counts, with a massive, heart-shaped ass that jiggles with every step, heavy 40DD tits that strain against every top she wears, and thighs so plush and powerful they could crush a man’s skull in the best way. Blonde hair that falls in loose waves to her shoulders, piercing blue eyes that sparkle with mischief, and those big, glossy, cock-sucking lips that always look freshly glossed and ready. She’s the kind of woman who fills a room just by walking into it, and I’ve spent years obsessing over her.

Even though pregnant Goddesses were in high demand around that place. Ebony was beautiful in a way Amber never would be. A natural beauty with no make up and zero fucking effort involved. Her black skin gleamed, her tight bronze curls bounced around her face, her tits were perky, her body the perfect shape. Her chest bulged, her waist narrowed, then flowed into thick thighs and a teardrop ass women paid to have. Ebony had been a loyal friend and tough competitor over the few years Amber had known her since she came to the club. She was also honest and didn’t tend to sugarcoat things. That was a refreshing change in a world full of fake, backstabbing bitches.