Elenas Caprice Porn Novels & Stories

“Anything? Good. Because I have videos of Alex cheating too. But right now, I want you. Strip. Get on your knees like the whore you are.” Elena hesitated, but the fear in her eyes was delicious. She slowly undressed, revealing her toned body, perky B-cup tits, and shaved pussy. I sat on the couch, spread my legs, and hiked up my dress. I wasn’t wearing panties. “Crawl to me,” I commanded. She dropped to her hands and knees and crawled. I grabbed her hair roughly and shoved her face into my cunt. “Eat my pussy, you cheating slut. Lick up your husband’s cum from last night while you’re at it.”

"No! Please don't dismiss me! I won't do something like this again. I'm sorry!" "No! I am dismissing you! You have no place here. Go back!" And the ghost suddenly starts sobbing. What the fuck! Do ghosts actually cry? Wait! Is it actually a ghost? With trembling fingers, I grab my phone and switch the flashlight on before turning it towards the other bed. And the sobs were actually coming from there. Elena seemed to be sobbing in her sleep! Is she crying cause she also heard the ghost or was she actually the one talking earlier? But it was really a male voice!

She couldn't move, she couldn't protest, she could only cry. “Master!” She screamed, her eyes tightly shut as her pussy walls were getting destroyed. “Please! I'm sorry!” She wailed, crying loudly like a child, while he threw his head back and enjoyed the whole thing. His cock throbbed, her screams were music to his ears, driving him to another climax. “Fuck!” He exclaimed, throwing his head back after giving her a painful spank on the ass. “Please! Master!” Eleonora cried at the top of her voice.

The woman opened the message and was very surprised to see that it contained a video message with a caption. Unknown: Elena, I'm sorry I set you up...I was bad, I was wrong, and forgive me because I recorded what we did in the hotel... Elena widened her eyes, and instantly her heart beat fast, afraid to open the video. but instead of being curious, she opened the video and it turned out that the video showed her and Oskar in a hotel room. The video shows her making out with her ex, she even looks happy, laughing, as if enjoying the atmosphere.

The glass slid down, revealing the back of the driver's head. "Wait! What are you doing?" Preston laughed, though he didn't stop thrusting. "That's better," I smirked, throwing my head back as I started to slam my pussy down on him. I bounced with a wild, rhythmic fury. The limo was swerving slightly as the poor driver kept stealing glimpses in the rearview mirror, his eyes wide at the sight of a naked, sheer-clad woman riding his boss like a stallion. I didn't care. I wanted the world to see.

Evelyn’s P.O.V On a Tuesday night, my man Adrien and I were watching a sex video as foreplay for both of us before I gave him a head job, the blow job I had promised him. One of my girlfriends, Lola, had suggested that particular video, a woman and two men in their late thirties. The naked woman was giving a head job to a naked, well-hung man sitting on a stool while another naked, well-hung man was sitting alongside him.

Elena rocked against her hand, moaning louder. Caspian and Marcus watched, cocks hard and throbbing. Caspian stroked himself slowly as the women pleasured each other—Elena lowering her head to suck on Calliope’s nipples, then moving down to lick her pussy with eager, inexperienced strokes. Calliope gripped Elena’s hair, guiding her tongue until she came with a sharp cry, thighs shaking around the bride’s face.

The whole chapel smelled strong of sex now, thick and musky, covering up the incense completely. Elena, who is always the brave one, climbed up on the altar next to me. She swung one leg over my thigh, her habit riding up high to show she had nothing on under it. Her pussy was shaved clean, the lips all puffy and shining wet. She started grinding herself against my leg slow, leaving a slick wet trail on my skin, while she bent over to suck on my left tit again. Her mouth pulled milk out gentle this time, her hips moving faster on my thigh.

#Cassius Aleister North# #Los Angeles# #The supernaturals# Did you see the six inches purple vibrator she pulled out of her bag? ♥Elena's POV♥ The sound of the cool water rippling around while Cass tried several swimming styles didn't only lessen my anxiety but helped quench my horny side.

Of course, that would be the case. Naturally, so many videos and sounds of Elena Steves having sex with other men couldn’t be shared on the internet. Elena was still an A-list celebrity, after all. Her face and body were pretty stunning as well. Wouldn’t it be too good a deal for those shut-ins? Their D-drives would have to be burdened again. Lady Beatrice started blushing when she watched the video. When the boys saw her face, their eyes immediately lit up. Finally, she saw the “truth.”