Emma Myers Ai Porn Novels & Stories

I closed the door behind me hurriedly and let out a small breather before pulling off my skirt and panties and sitting down, I slid my hand up and into my pussy since I had no reason to be discrete anymore. The contact was so light but yet had electricity coursing through my veins. I closed my eyes, releasing a shaky breath. And I pretended that Damien was kneeling before me and telling me to touch myself for him. To show him what I did when he wasn’t there. My heart pounded heavily in my chest as I slipped my fingers further down, dipping the tip into the pool of wetness that had gathered. I was embarrassingly wet. Licking my lips, I put two of my fingers inside, a moan falling from my lips

Emma. Fuck!

she whimpered as the tentacle pushed the fabric aside and plunged inside her tight cunt, thick and writhing, stretching her walls deliciously. Emily grabbed the nearest rival cheerleader, a petite Asian girl named Mia and spun her around, bending her over one of the shower benches. She pressed the head of one demonic strap-on against Mia’s ass and slammed in deep with one brutal thrust. “Ahhh! It’s too big—!” Mia cried, but her protest melted into a slutty moan as the ridged toy began vibrating with demonic energy, pounding her prostate-like pleasure spot from the inside. The corruption spread like wildfire.

She shoved the dildo as deep as it would go and held the vibrator mercilessly against her swollen clit until she couldn’t take it anymore. Only then did she switch everything off and collapse back onto the bed, chest heaving, thighs shiny with her own cum. For a long moment, she just lay there, naked, spent, and glowing with shame and satisfaction. Then she picked up her phone. The red light was still blinking. The video had captured everything. Emma’s hands shook as she opened her messages, found Marcus’s contact, and attached the video. Her thumb hovered over the send button for several agonizing seconds. “Fuck it,” she whispered.

Emma’s face burned, her nails digging into the desk edge as her body convulsed. “I’m…I’m going to cum, Mr. Carter!” “That’s it” he snarled bouncing her harder, his cock slamming deep inside. “Do it cúm on your boss’s cóck. Show me how bad you want this job” Her body snapped, pleasure ripping through her in violent waves. Emma screamed, her pússy gushing around him, soaking his cóck and dripping down her thighs. Her whole body shook, tits bouncing in his grip, ass stinging red from his handprints.

Tommy nearly blacked out at the intensity of his orgasm. His balls ached as they emptied their contents into Emma's sweet bottom. Her asshole squeezed the head of his cock, and not a drop of his sperm escaped. All of it went right up her horny ass. Emma buried her head in the pillow and screamed when she felt him exploding into her. Her body shook and she could not recall coming that hard in quite some time. When Tommy finally finished coming and withdrew the tip of his cock from her horny butt, she immediately rolled out of the bed and staggered into the bathroom.

Emma turned in that direction, and saw a huge screen in the lobby of the hotel playing an erotic sex video of a woman with four built men, she didn’t need to guess whose video is this and who has released it here in the public. Although the voices were unclear and the faces were also blurred, it was no doubt an erotic sex video of submission and dominance, a porn video, as called by the few passers-by. Emma's heart clenched, and her blood started to rush in her brain with extreme anger looking around the crowd who were watching the video with deep interest. There were a few people who looked completely disgusted by the video, especially with the woman in the video. “God, such a slut, even af

When Emberly returned, she stood beside the bed before me and took off her shirt. "I know we can't have sex right now, but we can do other things. I know you are in need. Will you let me take care of you and make you cum," Emberly said seductively as she pulled the covers off of me and licked her bottom lip at the sight of my cock thickening inside of my boxer briefs. She hooked my briefs in her thumbs and drug them down my legs, and threw them to the floor. "You want my cum in your mouth,"

Without a word, he pulled out his phone, tapped the screen, and handed it to her. The video started playing. There she was—moaning his name like a whore, hips grinding desperately against her own hand, face buried in his shirt. The audio was crystal clear: “Damien… please… I want your cock so bad, Sir…” Emma’s face flamed. She tried to hand the phone back, but he held it firm, forcing her to watch the entire thing—her orgasm, the way her body shook, the wet sounds echoing in the master bedroom. “Such a pretty little slut when you think no one’s watching,” he murmured, voice rough. “Your parents would lose their minds if they saw this. That strict pastor father of yours… imagine the sermon he