Novel & Cerita Filthy Pov

I hung up and set the phone down, my hands still trembling from everything crashing together at once. The money he was offering the filthy journal the way my pussy would not stop aching. Professor Voss leaned in closer again, his body heat reaching me as he picked up the journal and held it out to me. “We are not done Riley. Open it to page twenty three. The one where I describe edging a shy girl until she is dripping down her thighs and begging for cock. Read it aloud for me. Slowly. Let me hear every filthy word in your voice and watch how wet it makes you.”

I rasped out, my body becoming overly sensitive to my touch causing a sharp shiver to course through me. “Fuck, yes,” he said through clenched teeth, the veins on his forehead and arms popping. He parted his lips, his palms moving at an obscene pace, back hunched forward as he chased his high. “Shit, you're so hot” I said, my legs moving towards him. “Let me clean up that dirty asshole” I said without thinking, dropping to my knees before him while he turned around so wuick offering me his asshole. I spread open his ass and stuck my tongue straight into his salty ass, swallowing once.

he growled, stepping closer so his masculine scent of musk and raw power surrounded me. “Your boyfriend sounds like a pathetic two-pump chump with a tiny dick who doesn’t deserve to touch a dripping, desperate slut like you. I’ll lay you down right here on the grass, shove my thick fingers deep into that tight pussy and finger-fuck you until you squirt all over my hand. Then I’ll eat that pretty cunt until your legs shake and you’re grinding on my tongue like a whore in heat. After that, I’ll stretch you open with my massive cock and pound you senseless, making you cum over and over until you’re a hazy, cock-drunk mess begging for my load.” His filthy words hit me like lightning. I should ha

he said into the microphone. My lips formed a curled grin. I’m not sure if the individuals who are observing me are hypocrites or only cleaning their dirt and grime. They detest me because I mowed down my family, but they don’t loathe themselves for murdering someone or witnessing someone else get slaughtered in front of them? I shook my head. We can’t expect much from the wealthy because they’re too preoccupied with cleaning themselves. After all, they are filthy people. “I thought soap was what people used to clean themselves when they were dirty; I did not know that money was the most effective approach to get the hygienic conditions they desire because anti-bacteria soap doesn’t work for

She looked every bit the innocent college girl on the outside, but her eyes burned with filthy desperation. “On the bed, legs spread,” Clyde said, his voice rough. “Show us that greedy little hole that took us in.” She didn’t wait. She lay back and spread her thighs wide, exposing her already dripping pink cunt and asshole. Both brothers groaned at the sight. They weren’t fans of sharing women, but if it was their Zinnia, then they could break that rule. They climbed onto the bed, cocks hard and throbbing, ready to ruin her. Clyde claimed her mouth first, kissing her deep and filthy while Cedric latched onto her left tit… doing what he couldn't do in the basement.

She's just a stupid brat who can't even afford to get herself into college and spends her days toiling away while making just barely enough to buy you a pair of socks. "And yet, she still thinks that she's so great. Don't you find it hilarious?"

Make him know why I'm the dirtiest milf in the hood. One more sin and I’m done. I pull back and settle on the leather seat, spreading my legs so wide that my pussy stretches out to its limit. And fuck, he looks just in time to see my gaping pussy. To see the last thread of his self-control snap just as the thin thread of my precum breaks from my gaping pussy. I expose all of me to him; sexy body and a nasty consent. “Look at me like your thick filthy toy, daddy.” I groan, hoping he hears me.

Making Father Michael break his vows night after night, stroking his cock while he listens to your filth. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Yes," I whisper. "I'm wicked. I'm sinful. I'm—" _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> He spits in my face. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The warm saliva lands on my cheek, dripping down toward my lips. I gasp, shocked, humiliated — and so aroused I can feel my wetness soaking through my panties. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

All my mind was on what he just said about Antonio; I mean I know he was a very successful photographer because, he had studios almost everywhere, according to what Aaliyah told me, but exactly how rich was Antonio? Hiii, I know all these chapter seem like fillers, I'm so sorry, but there're some things that have to be said so the story can move on, I hope y'all don't mind. The next chapters will be better!!! (There will be smut in the next chapter for my horny babies❤️)

“ Look at this pussy, so desperate and so weeping. Does my brother know that his innocent wife is being a good slut for me?” The degrading words didn't turn me on, if anything, they made my stomach clench and pussy throb harder. “ Roman please… I want to pee!” I screamed, something devastatingly destructive building inside me. Roman chuckled before pulling away, his fingers withdrawn making me feel empty. I groaned in protest. “ If I let you cum so fast, what's the fun in that?”