Emily Willis Anal Gif Novels & Stories

Callie giggles. “I have a picture,” I say, holding in a smile. Emily smirks. “Pictures or it didn’t happen.” “I’m not showing you his—” “I don’t want his dick, Charlotte. I want his face.” With a resigned sigh, I pull up the picture, the only evidence of my wild night, well, except for my sore thighs and other places. I slide my phone across the table. Emily picks it up. Stares. Her brows slowly rise. She squints. “Wait... Isn’t that,”

Will purred, taking a nip at her collarbone. ​ Vivian giggled. ​ “Oh my gosh,” she tittered. “Willie, you are so bad. You can’t do things like that with people around.” ​ “I can do whatever I want,” he answered looking at Emma. ​ That was enough for Emma. The entire scene was maddening and repulsive. ​ “That’s amazing for you. I’m glad you found exactly what you wanted. Have a great night.”

“But he married you. Then Mirella. And now that devil, Violet… and he doesn’t even see me anymore.” Emily leaned in close, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I heard your moans last night.” I froze, heat rushing to my cheeks. “Right through the wall,” she added with a light laugh. “Is it really that fun fvcking yourself with a toy d!ldo? Why not try it with real men instead?” Mirella blinked, her face flushing pink. “Wait, is that true? You really mastùrbated Celine?” I couldn’t speak. They stared.

I wonder if she is always this active. "Here you go." Ms. Wilson came back with a weird-looking bowl with her. "It's going to be a little painful though," I snickered under my breath. Nothing can be painful for me. "Hold on to my hand," Emilia said and took my hands in her, and closed her eyes tight. I laughed lowly at her reaction. "Do you feel any pain?" I looked at ms. Wilson and shook my head. "That's weird." She mumbled under her breath. "It's over." Announced a startled ms. Wilson with a shocked look at her face.

**Emily’s POV** Several misshapen Images played before my eyes like a broken stereo tape; even some of them played and replayed over and over again as if they were trying to pass some sort of secret message across to me. One of them caught my attention though, and it was one of Alexander in his office with a particularly beautiful blondie straddling him on his office chair while he in turn did tons of r-rated things to her body. The scene playing out in front of me sent wild angry shivers down the length of my body, infuriating me even more than I already was.

Celine's POV My heart skipped a bit as I watched the video that was playing in front of me. " Do you like it?" The woman in the video asked in a sultry manner. "Yes... just like that" The man with her replied slowly as he surrendered to her touch. My eyes immediately widened in absolute shock as the realization of what was happening hit me. " Go faster" The man continued as the woman rode on him slowly. The sounds of moaning filled the speaker of my phone as both man and woman expressed the satisfaction of being pleasured. And then, I saw the woman's face clearly, .... It was Emilia, my step sister.

Emily called out her name to caution her, she heaved to the panic she felt in her heart. “Don't waste any more time, Emily. Come make mama feel good”. Isabel was stark naked as she sat on the bed, widening her legs. “Fuck”! Emily cursed for the umpteenth time, she couldn't resist her anymore.

The fire crackled in the hearth, casting shifting shadows across the glass floors and naked bodies still marked by sweat and friction. Emily sat curled in a leather armchair, her bare skin glistening with the remnants of pleasure, legs pulled up lazily beneath her. Her hair was damp against her shoulders, her lips swollen from kisses not given in love but in dominance. The flickering firelight bathed her body in a gold-red hue, making her look like something forged in the heart of the blaze. A tablet rested in her lap, casting a cooler glow. On the screen: chaos. BREAKING: George Kings Accused of Bigamy — Shocking Revelation of Secret Second Marriage

She pinned Anita down with surprising strength and slapped her across the face. "How dare you come after Ceres? You think you can bully her and get away with it?" Emily snarled. Anita’s eyes darkened as she fought back, her injured arm hindering her movements. Snarling, she grabbed at Emily’s hair, yanking with all the strength she could muster. "Do you even know who I am? I’m Richard Winston’s fiancée!” Her words ignited a firestorm in Emily, making her more furious. Her attacks grew fiercer as she let out a harsh laugh.

Then typed: Anaïs: It’s… complicated. Emma replied with six laughing emojis. Emma: Ohhh. Don’t worry. Leave it to your professional friend. Make sure to reduce the volume of your phone or use earpods. A second later, Several links and short clips arrived. Anaïs tapped the first one. Her eyes widened when it started. “Oh ah..yes suck my cock.” Anais almost threw her phone. She quickly shut it and put it aside. Her cheeks turned an impossible shade of red. Across the office, Lucero’s pen stopped moving.