Freya Allan Porn 소설 & 이야기

I take a deep breath when my dick sprung out of my boxer briefs. "Ahh! Ahh! Shit, I'm about to cum, Michael. Do you want to taste my cum? Yeah, keep on licking my pussy then if you want to taste my cum." Freya said and my long and hard dick throbbed again because of what she just said. Fuck! My mate is really tempting me to just enter the bedroom and jump on top of her especially now that I know she's thinking of me while pleasuring herself using her fingers. I think Freya is imagining that we are the couple in the porn video that she is watching right now. I can’t clearly see what kind of porn video she is watching right now because the laptop screen is a bit tilted away from me.

Each denial left her sobbing, her cunt fluttering desperately, thick creamy arousal pouring from her stretched entrance in long, sticky strands. By the tenth edge, Freya was a shaking, tear-streaked, broken mess, her pussy bright red, swollen, and gushing. “Please, Elias… I can’t take it anymore,” she sobbed hoarsely. “Fuck me… please destroy this dripping cunt. Stretch my tight walls with your thick cock. Pound my cervix. Fill me until I overflow with your cum.” Elias rose and rubbed the fat, scorching head of his massive cock up and down her soaked slit, coating the swollen head in her creamy juices, nudging her engorged clit with every pass.

I turned to Henry and said, "Could you please check the system one more time and see if my information can be displayed now?" Right in front of everyone, Henry searched the system interface again. This time, my family information finally appeared in full. It listed clearly, "Father—Gideon Linden." The truth left everyone dumbfounded. Frankie stood trembling in the back, unable to believe what he was seeing. He stammered, "S-So the person we've been slandering this whole time… i-is really Mr. Linden's daughter!" His words echoed what everyone else was thinking. Only then did they realize what they had done. Not only had they accused the boss' daughter of having an affair with her own father,

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

Freya’s silhouette moved sinfully, her hand slipping under her dress, the other cupping her breast. “God, you look so hot, hubby,” Freya moaned. “I love looking at you like this.” Kenneth couldn’t tear his eyes away. He leaned against the wall, his chest rising with every breath, his own hand moving around his shaft with growing urgency. “Fuck, Freya,” he rasped. She met his eyes, the corner of her lips curling wickedly. She whispered, “Let me help you.” Before he could respond, she dropped to her knees. Her warm hand wrapped around his length, and he gasped. “Ahhh.”

But none of that matters anymore. That bed belongs to sin now. She throws herself back onto the mattress, grinning as she sprawls out, her nightgown already half undone. Adrian follows instantly, his face wild and heated. They’re both giggling, breathless, delirious with the high of it all—this forbidden, reckless indulgence. She spreads her legs open for him, her voice a low growl. “Take me, Adrian. Fuck me like it’s your last day on earth.” Those words make his head spin.

They would only call her a whore, make snide remarks towards her and criticize her since she was the female who should have protected herself at all cost. *DIADEM PACK* FREYA’S POV I didn’t know what the day meant or why I wasn’t supposed to be in my room at the time of the day but nothing will take me out of this comforting water until I am done. He will either wait for or get whatever it is done by himself. I continued to wash myself in the water, ignoring his tantrum outside but soon got interrupted when Hailey burst into the bathroom to pass a message.

She was going to beg. I forced my full length inside her this time and without even giving her enough time to choke properly, I pulled out and rammed it in again. Freya groaned as the pace of my thrusts in her mouth increased and when I finally released her, she looked pretty much spent. "Your whore," she agreed finally. "I am Demontes' whore." "Alpha Demontes' whore," I corrected. "Now say it." "Alpha Demontes' whore!" Freya cried.