Hanna Ray Sex Tape Novels & Stories

He handed me a video. The footage appeared to be recorded in a hidden basement or an isolated underground storage room. At the center of the room, tied to a steel chair bolted to the floor, sat Hanna. Her clothes were wrinkled, and a purple bruise marked the corner of her pale lips. Her usually neat hair hung in disarray. Yet when the camera zoomed in on her face, there was no fear in her eyes. Only cold fury. "My name is Hanna Harper." She swallowed hard. Looking directly into the camera lens, as though she knew that somewhere on the other side of the world I was watching every second of her suffering, she continued,

"What's going on? You look like you've seen a ghost." "I think Cooper might have recorded me, I mean, us, getting high on coke—" Holly stammered, her voice trailing off as she tried to organise her thoughts. "Do you know what that recording could do to me if it got out?" "You need to calm down and tell us everything," said Russel, joining Holly and Naomi on their end of the plush sectional couch. "Does he or does he not have a sex tape of the two of you? It wouldn't be the first time he's made one."

I asked as I reached for the tablet. “You don’t wanna see that, Quin. Trust me.” My fingers wrapped around the tablet, pulling it closer despite Tyla’s warning. “You won’t like it,” she said again, her voice tight. The video played in front of me. At the apex brothers prison, Selena is stripped bare, and she is pressing a vibrator against her clit. If the volume had been on, her moans would’ve filled the car. Her face was twisted in pleasure, her eyes never leaving Kaids cage.

“Shit,” Kayla grumbled. Curious I went after her and found her standing in the middle of a fairly large sitting room with dimmed lights and overdone furnishings. It was devoid of life but an old tv played a recorded sex tape. “Yes, Leo,” the woman in the video mourned. A man with a full head of ebony black hair was licking his way down her body. “He’s not here. I can’t sense him,” Kayla said flatly. She bent to return the gun. My eyes remained fixed on the screen. The camera shifted until the face of the athletic-built guy going down on the woman came into view.

Tessa broke the kiss, peeling off her top. Full breasts bounced, nipples dark and erect. She shoved Hailey onto the bed, climbing over. 'Spread your legs. Let me see that pussy Rayden fucked.' Hailey complied, skirt hiked, panties soaked. Tessa ripped them aside, diving in. Tongue flattened on Hailey's clit, licking broad strokes, then circling fast. Juices smeared her chin as she sucked the nub, teeth grazing lightly.

Hanna moaned beneath him, and Clara continued on her way, not wanting to be a voyeur. Hanna and Jânio were always making out, one was the other's fling, and whenever an opportunity arose, they had their hands on each other, they got along well in every aspect, especially in sex. Hanna demanded Jânio to fuck her as she got on all fours on the couch, her hands resting on the backrest, making the boy unable to resist. He pulled his underwear to one side, freeing his cock and plunging into her with pleasure and a guttural moan.

“Do you know how many times I’ve jerked off thinking about your tight honey pot? How many times we've all jerked off thinking about you? We live in the same house, and nothing is completely soundproof to supernatural hearing.” “She didn’t need you to tell her that.” I groaned and ran my hands over my face. “I agree. Not everyone wants or needs their private business aired like that.” Isak shook his head. “Oh, don’t be prudes. I’d wager our girl has masturbated thinking of us, possibly all at once, over the past weeks.” Aidan smirked as Hana’s face turned red. “Anyways…” Hana tried to change the subject, avoiding eye contact.

and I make my way over to the door. “Wait” he says, and I turn looking at him. He walks over to me standing by the door, reaches in his pocket and pulls out the keys. Unlocking the door, he pushes it open for me and I walk out into the night air. “Way to go Hannah,” Lily chides “Leave it to you to chase him off. Tell me something, do you ever get tired of dry humping, or are you ok with only having sex that one time? AND it only lasted like forty-five seconds so does it even really count?” “Shut up Lily I’m not in the mood” I retort. “Well grumpkins, you wouldn’t be so up tight if you would just swirl naughty bits with the smoking hot werewolf in that bar!” I walk back in my room and