Novel & Cerita Fezco Euphoria

When you find someone who can make you laugh, smile, grow, lust, want, crave, feel, make you mad but happy, keep that. That’s euphoria. —Unknown I swear, little aftershocks kept afflicting my pussy after Colton had walked me to my car. If I could’ve driven to my apartment with crossed legs, I would have. It was all just so bizarre. I felt completely sated and pretty much ready to nap a month away, and yet I was wired and giddy for more, knowing we were going to continue this in minutes.

Or worse, if they found out that my birth mother was there watching as they drilled my womb open? “I think that might be the problem.” Ciello broke causing everyone to freeze. “Their product is winning the market.” “What do you mean?” “They wash their cocaine with fentanyl, which makes their product 80% pure.” He accompanied his words with a cringe, “Minchia,” Verzi swore in Italian, and I found that so damn sexy that I took a good calming breath. This wasn’t the time to get horny. I had things to take care of and if we were, to be honest, I couldn’t afford to have sex right now. I just… Time, okay? I needed time, and soon, I was going to lay between them as they pummeled into me and slowly

HARD. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO?

We always did used to smoke, even though Sofia hardly did it and got mad at me when I did. "Hey guys." I say joining them. "Heyyy." Sofia says then jumps on her tiptoes kissing my cheeks. "So we're high?" I ask looking between them and they burst out laughing. "Michael's influence." Sofia says with a pout. "Totally." Jasmine says agreeing. "Take this, join us on this spiritual journey."Sofia says passing me a joint. "You hate smoking Sofi." I say. "Yeah but being high feels so good, my head is so clear right now." She says with a smile but her eyes look sad.

They seemed delighted. Checking them out, they had lost control and released into me, three loads of cum lubricating my insides, splattering into me. I felt faint, passing away into celestial bliss. My eyes closed, sleepy though I had to be back to the festival in the next hour. They slowly slid out with a squelching noise. I moaned softly, drifting off as my three snuggled up again.

I could see his smirk under the dancing strobe lights “Fiesty” He rammed his finger deep inside me, slowly increasing his tempo till I could feel a building pressure in my stomach and I gripped tightly unto his shirt, another hand gripping his hair till an unexplainable orgasm rocked my entire body and I was left shaking in Matteo’s hands. I saw stars, brightly lit stars clouding my vision and I have never felt so ecstatic in my life. Cloud nine, I was on the twelfth cloud. “Wanne get out of here?” he said to me

This feels too good. This thing is flooding my whole system with this crazy-sweet high and I’m already panicking because I know I’m gonna get addicted to this feeling. God, I’ve never been so horny I’d literally beg someone to fuck my brain empty. “Cairo… this… this feels so.. oh God!.” I breathe out, rocking my hips in circles with it. Cairo walks toward the end of the room and brings a stool, then he drops it just behind me and sits.

“The Millenium Dreams!” My heart pounded, and I immediately traced Sancha's line of sight. Just looking at them made me feel like I was in Mt. Olympus. They all look like gods...and goddess. Yes, a goddess. There's a girl who was talking and laughing with Zeeve innocuously. She has an angelic face as well. I don't recall hearing a female voice while listening to their band. Was she a member of their band? Or maybe it's Zeeve's girl?

said Lucia. He shook his head. "It's not like that, wouldn't it be better if we try something simpler? You and I don't need to work hard. We just need to put on a play." Lucia closed her eyes, not knowing how long she would live with this much anxiety. Edward's greed would continue as he did now; this time, Edward's target was Lucia's ex-girlfriend. "Edward, I don't want to act like this. Don't you have enough money yet---"

Fucking as Drunken gets you revved up to a maximum level and it can cancel out your perception and maybe show you things that aren’t there, so it was very possible that all those images that were in my mind of Maya underneath me, in front of me, above me as he rode me like an a****n, were due to alcohol. But tasting Maya as sober, being able to feel her skin under my fingers, hearing her moans and her voice screaming my name as she squeezes my dick and comes over me like a fury, I think it was the closest experience to heaven. I was convinced that, after spending a whole weekend fantasizing about her, after I had her, I would stop obsessing. After I got that pebble off I could move on and lo