Emilia Jolie Porn Novels & Stories

a familiar voice entered the room, preventing Emilia from self-harm. "George!" Emilia shouted with wide eyes since she could not believe it was George standing in front of her, which made her question whether Richard was also present, but how did they know about this? "Miss Emilia, you are fortunate that you chose not to go down this hazardous path since the doctor does not have the boss's sperm; instead, the sperm belongs to another person who is HIV positive. You may imagine what might occur with you and your future. Boss's sperm was held by Mrs. Selena Hill in the past, which later exchanged by this sperm. I thought you know him well, George narrowed his eyes and spoke in a chilly manner.

She gave a sultry smile before lifting her body off me a little. She dipped her hand in the free shorts I was wearing and brought out my rock-hard member. Then she lifted the lace nightdress and pushed the strap of her thong to the side. She was about to put my cock inside of her wet expectant pussy, and my phone started to ring. “I need to take this,” I said with pleading eyes, hoping she doesn’t get upset. Emilia was addicted to sex; it was not a surprise that she was the one I ended up knocking up out of all my flings. So stopping her in the middle of getting what she wants can be catastrophic.

she moaned. The bedstand groaned as she yanked at her restraints, her body arching off the mattress. "Please what?" I pushed, tugging at one of her nipples. "I need the words, Emilia. Tell me exactly what you're begging for.” Emilia was stubborn and I knew she’d hate admitting it. I hooked my thumb into her panties and ripped them aside. I teased her, sliding the head of my cock in and out of her dripping pussy. "Fuck," I grunted. She was so tight it was a struggle not to lose it right there. "Tell me what you're begging for.”

She grasped his dick and he closed his eyes and moaned softly. She went down on her knees and placed his dick in her mouth, giving him a blow job. Wilson moaned loudly as he felt so much pleasure. He felt his dick hardened the more in her mouth and felt like he was about to explode anytime soon. Suddenly, Emilia stood up and pushed him on the bed. She came on top of him and started riding him, as the sound of their moans filled the room. TBC

She clicked through files until she found what she was looking for: the hidden folder labeled “Q3 Reports.” Inside were videos. Photos. Messages. Her stomach dropped as she clicked the first video. There was Lila — her own baby sister — bent over Rhys’s office desk like a common whore, skirt rucked up around her waist, moaning like a bitch in heat while Rhys slammed into her from behind. The audio was crystal clear. “Fuck me harder, Rhys! I’m your dirty little homewrecker!” Elena’s hand flew to her mouth, but she didn’t close the video. She couldn’t. Her thighs pressed together as she watched her husband’s thick cock disappear repeatedly into Lila’s dripping, stretched pussy.

She was so pissed that I could almost see steams wriggling out of her ears. I had hardly managed to avoid telling her Huracio’s dick size, spinning a web of lies on how I lost my virginity. I tried to make it look like I was lured into it, but when I saw how angry she was, I started thinking of how to turn the anger away from Huracio. What if she decides to confront him? Emilia is like a mother hen and she is good at fighting dirty if it calls for it. “Emilia. It's not like that. He didn't force himself. I was overwhelmed and careless. You know how I have always wanted to go to Milan."

“A mistake that feels damn good.” He kissed her slowly, deep, demanding. His hand glitted between her legs and found her again damp. “You lie,” he whispered at her lips. “Your body wants me. Again.” Emilia moaned quietly when he pushed two fingers into her. “Julian... we can’t...” “But we can,” he crawled and spread her legs. He went slow, deep impact in them. “Tell me that you don’t want it.” Emilia drilled the back, the fingernails in his shoulders. “I... fuck... I want

“Bye, Mom!” She hung up quickly and exhaled deeply. “Shit!” “And so it begins…” Matt said ominously. “Yeah. I’m officially in trouble.” The next person to call her was Kane. As she expected, he was furious with her. “What kind of dumb stunt are you pulling, Emilia?” “Says the man who let his pregnant live-in lover leak explicit photos to the press. You’re not qualified to judge me, Kane. And for your information, those photos are old.”

She glared at Ilena. “You let this traitor into my chambers to tell me such lies?” Festus laughed. “Lies? Lies? Perhaps you want me to show proof of your husband’s unfaithfulness?” “I will not let you lie to me,” Emilia said weakly. If he had proof and could really show them to her then she would not argue to support her husband. In her heart, she prayed that Festus was only bluffing but the look on his face said otherwise. His eyes were steely, cold and passionless. Cold crawled up her skin as she realized Ilena would have had to believe him to bring him to her chambers.

He asked again. "I've had two guys fûcked at the same time with their huge dick, you should try me" she replied and Emilio smirked before moving closer to her, he ripped her clothes off and lifted her up so that her legs were wrapped around his torso. Emma was a bit startled, before she could blink, she was placed against the wall and Emilio suddenly intersected his dìck inside her, he began moving in and out of her as fast as he could. "Ahhh" Emma gripped on his shoulders.