Novel & Cerita Gangfuck

The ground washed away from my feet as I meet his cold stare. He was dressed in gray cotton pants and a simple black T-shirt. His muscles were bulging out from under the sleeves of his shirt as his hands went folded. The masculine ripples of his brawny well defined chest were making in array giving me a feel of a deer caught under the headlights. I gulp heavy fearing the angst of the predator. Suddenly a sharp ache shoots my head and I hiss in pain holding my forehead with both the hands. "That's called hangover, the slapstick befoul of Johnny Walker you consumed yesterday night without a ration." He answers me with an imbue of choler not even moving an inch out of his position.

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

“Open your mouth, loser.” Roxy obeyed, lips parting. Carla shoved her thick, 10-inch futa cock straight past Roxy’s lips and deep into her throat in one rough thrust. Roxy gagged violently, eyes watering as the fat head bullied its way down her esophagus. While Carla started face-fucking her with deep, punishing strokes, Jax continued the brutal spanking, hard, rapid slaps that made Roxy’s ass jiggle and burn. Another fighter, a muscular Asian futa named Kai, dropped to her knees behind Roxy and roughly shoved two thick fingers into the blonde’s tight pussy, then three, finger-fucking her fast and rough.

He looked a little more relaxed compared to the other time. The place he pointed to wasn't too far, it was just by the the side of the store. I began to explain, “He is my colleague…” the security guard didn't let me complete my statement before he cut in with his left brow lifted, “you mean this punk works with the FBI too?” “Language please. You don't want to be disrespectful.” He scoffed before replying, “oh alright.” It was as if he forced the word ‘alright’ out of his throat. He didn't mean it.

"Ohhhh fuckkkk...ohhhh fuckkkkkk...fuckkkkkk!" No matter how hard he tried to make it last, he was ready to explode. With both hands locked around my waist, he was driving his cock into me, and grunting, "Fuuuuucccckkkk...fuuuuucccckkkkk!" Then it happened...I felt intense pleasure as Marty's steamy-hot ecstasy warmed my insides. I groaned as my hunky cowboy flooded my ass and fucked me with his seed, "Fucccckkkkkkkkk...breed me good...breed me good! Oh god yeah...yeah...yeah, fuck me with it...fuck me with it...breed me gooooood!"

he said. "gangfuck my ass!" I said, spreading my cheeks at the men, "Please someone push your cock into my tight asshole." One of the men quickly complied, leaping up to the table. He positioned the head of his cock against my tight ass, as I spread my cheeks, opening my asshole slightly. He shoved his cock hard into me. I cried out as he rammed in, withdrew, and rammed in to the hilt again. His balls slapping the cheeks of my ass. He grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my head up.

he whispered. Who is this new gorgeous creature? ***** STFU - Shut the f*ck up GTFOOH - Get the f*ck out of here DILLIGAF - Do I look like I give a f*ck FYFI - For your f*cking information IDGAF - I don't give a f*ck FO - f*ck off GTH - Go to hell

I answered, trying my absolute best to hold back the thrill I was feeling. He drank his and set the glass down. I drank mine, and I gasped in surprise when he suddenly pulled me by the waist, our faces now just inches apart. My heart was pounding so loudly. "You can stop me, because I want to fvck you now..." "The-then fvck me, g-godfather," I stammered, feeling like I was running out of breath as his scent sent shivers through my entire body. "Stop calling me godfather, Andra," he whispered softly into my ear while caressing my cheek. "O-okay, Fra-Frank. Fvck me now."

The obscene position made me feel like nothing but a piece of fuckmeat, and God…, I loved it. Jax stepped forward first, his monstrous cock already out and throbbing. The fat, veined head glistened with pre-cum. “Been thinking about breeding this little office whore all day,” he growled, voice deep and primal. “Gonna pump you so full it takes.” They started the train. Rafe went first. He slapped my ass hard, leaving a bright red handprint, then slammed his thick cock into my soaked pussy in one brutal thrust. I cried out, the sudden stretch making my eyes roll back.

We drove for hours. Cole's jaw was tight, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. Every few minutes he'd check the mirrors, check his phone, check me like he was making sure I was still there. When he finally pulled over at a small motel in the middle of nowhere, the sun was coming up. He got us a room under a fake name. Cash. No ID needed. Inside, he locked the door and pulled out his phone. I watched his face as he listened to Marcus. His expression shifted from hard to something darker. Angrier.