Ebony Buttcrush Novels & Stories

he breathed hotly, his voice shaky as Beauty's grip tightened around him, rubbing the tip of his big mushroom. He clenched the blanket tighter, feeling his virgin shaft swell and pulse, a bead of pre-cum forming at her touch. Beyoncé's eyes narrowed suspiciously, her gaze fixed on the blanket.

“I was wrong. I believed the wrong people. I hurt the person who truly loved me. “You’re kind. You always were. I’ve already cut those toxic women out of my life. They’ll never bother you again.” He even tried using Blake as an excuse. “My mom likes you now. You two get along so well. You’re the only one she accepts. “Let’s just be together and start fresh, okay?” When I did not say anything, he panicked and handed me his black credit card. “You can have anything you want. If you want the stars, I’ll get them for you.” I coldly turned my head, lifted my bangs, and showed him the scar on my forehead.

he added. "Don't you shout at me! I know what I am doing!" "No, you don't! You're making it more complicated!" he said and she gasped. Mr. Yoon was now pissed off. He took a seat on a bench, brushed his hands on his face frustratedly. I turned to Brittany and she has a playful smirk on her face, probably enjoying the show. When Mr. Yoon turned on her, she pretended like she was about to cry. Such a two-faced bitch.

When the upload finally completed, I rushed to check Adrian’s latest data. My gut dropped. His robot had changed into a spider model exactly like mine. Every parameter matched, down to the last decimal. His upload time? One minute before mine. "Too many humanoid bots in the competition this year," his post read. "I’ve decided to use this spider bot instead. If you guys like it, I’ll even send you model kits…" I swept everything off my desk with a violent crash. "How? Why?!" My eyes burned, my control hanging by a thread.

Too bad for him, the shrubs that enclosed the area offered no recourse, but we watched as he ran into them, knowing the hell he was going to face in the next few seconds. His screams grew in volume as he tore at his skin, only making it worst. The deadly mix of Comocladia Dodonaea, Acacia retusa, Manchineel, and Pencil Euphorbia each served a different purpose. From skin irritation that was more horrendous than it sounds to blindness, the little garden shrubs that we had planted with great care were being used for the first time.

“I stared at the girl who enticed me deeply. Though her clothes were wet because of the water that dripped from the clay pot on her head, she looked so beautiful. She resembles my dear late Nana, of whom I first saw the beauty of a black woman. She looked like a black angel. She had a portion of her plaited hair bound by a red ribbon, while the rest, fell about her arms, and even reached her waist. I have never seen a black woman with such an abundance of fine hair in my lifetime. She walked like a cat. I admire her more than any damsel I have ever seen. As fate happens, she turned around, and stared back at me. Our eyes met, her hazel-coloured eyes left me entranced, so I fell. Her pot of

I chuckled shaking my head. Looking at the clock and saw it was already noon. I decided to make brunch but before making it. Let's do some pranks shall we. I smiled evilly. I took some stuff to put on their faces. For Amy, I put some whip cream on her hand. For Giann, I put some makeup on his face. That was fun. For Ariana, I decided to put some whipcream in her mouth with some chocolate syrup. For Ace, I did the same as Giann's and the last one Alex I decided to do both. Putting makeup and whipcream on him.