Emma Myers Ai Porn Novels & Stories

I replied before the question of our to her mouth. “And what is the first thing you are to do after now?” She asked increasing her speed gradually. “To go to Mistress Emma and beg her to fuck me. Please make me cum, I promise to obey all you’ve said” I replied. “I see, I expect you on my bed when you are finished here then.” I opened my eyes and turned to the direction of the voice only find Emma standing there with a camera in her and smirk on her face. I was about to protest, my brain doing a quick reboot when Elaina increased her pace “yes, yes, yes,” I screamed as my orgasm pulsed through me. But Elaina was not yet done with me, she pulled out and slammed into my backdoor and I screamed

Jace felt strangely turned on by Toussaint being all dirty and filthy with words and all he could do was let the moans escape his lips as Toussaint marked every other part of his body. “I’m coming!” Jace screamed as he felt the familiarly strong wave of orgasm hit him. “Fuckk I’m gonna cum!” Toussaint picked the pace once again, his grip tightening on Jace’s shoulder as he pounded into him harder than ever. “Cum for me baby!” Toussaint grunted. An unfamiliar wave of shock and euphoria claimed Jace, stars exploding behind his eyes as he convulsed slightly under Toussaint. A mind-shattering orgasm claimed Jace as thick white ropes of cum shot out rope after rope, coating his belly until his ba

i quickly said sorry and told him i brought his juice before leaving his room with my heart pounding in my chest and my pussy so wet that i can feel it dripping . I ran all the way to my room, i quickly lock the door before striping myself and rush to climb my bed, i laid on my back before i raise up my legs so i will be able to touch myself properly, i imagine my dad fingers in my pussy as i insert two of my fingers and begin's to fuck my self, imagine his long and straight fingers pleasure me till i scream his name,, "Ahhh..uhmmm"

the line dropped. I picked up my phone. Pornhub or cadehub? Or Amaye? I wasn’t thinking straight. I wanted to be comforted, or I wanted a release. A hand was still on my nipples. I was feeling the wetness in my panties and the anger swell in my belly. What do I do? I scrolled and scrolled with no direction in particular. I stopped at a name. I sent a text.

Emma’s mind went blank. The double pleasure Ryan’s thick cock stretching her pussy and Alex’s tongue working her clit was almost too much. “Oh my god… I can’t… ahhh!” she cried out. Her moans mixed with the sound of waves crashing far below. They didn’t let her rest. Ryan grabbed her hips harder and fucked her faster, slapping her ass loudly with every thrust. “You like getting fucked where anyone could see?” he growled. The thought made her even wetter. “Yes! Harder!” Emma begged.

I scoffed, “of course. I guess it was really a mistake. Same way I could also send a video of our ‘MISTAKE’ to mom, don't you think?” Her brows knitted. “What video?” I smirked back at her, and lifted my phone so she could see. A video of her thrusting her toy deep into her pussy moaning loudly. Her eyes went wide, glued to the screen like she was hypnotized not to look away. I forwarded the video to the part where she was riding me, screaming how much she loved my cock, and her hands flew to the edge of the counter, holding on as her knees went weak.

He ignored Emma's pitiful cries and pleas, continuing to thrust into her. "Ugh... hmmm... haaa... let me go... don't... it's too deep... too deep... I don't want to... not anymore... please! It's too deep!" Pussy juice kept coming to lubricate her, and with his movements, the water from the tub also went inside, making his movements easier. Emma initially felt bloated and in pain, but then she felt something strange, a peculiar sensation. Pleasure surged like a huge wave, and Emma's mind began to haze over.

It was a stark contrast to the worry that had etched itself into her features recently. The observer’s attention shifted to Kamsy. His protective nature was evident in the way he stayed close to Emily, his eyes constantly scanning their surroundings. The observer recognized this behavior; it was the mark of someone who had seen too much, someone who had learned to be cautious. Amy, with her vibrant personality and infectious energy, provided a perfect cover for the tension simmering just beneath the surface.

Zoë asked, wistfully. “It can’t be helped,” Emma said, draining her glass. “I have had my fill of arseholes.” “He might not be an arsehole, though,” Zoë said. Emma sighed. “I wish, but it is inevitable. I am only attracted to the arseholes.” “So were you attracted to Jonathon Ashby? Is he an arsehole?” “Minimum arseholishness,” Emma said. “But that means minimum orgasms,” Zoë said with horror.

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…