Novel & Cerita Hard Making Out

“Harder, Jeremy!” He obeyed, his thrusts becoming punishing, driving me up the bed. One of his hands slid under my ass, tilting me up, giving him even deeper access. The other hand fumbled between us, his thumb finding my clit and pressing hard, circling in time with his strokes.

Forced Marriage: Mommy Needs To Work Hard Chapter 75 [Extreme pleasure] Josh smirks and says his words in her ears, listening to him, Stella's earlobe burn and she feels extremely shy. Again, a loud painful voice came out of Stella's throat, but this time it was mixed with the pleasure she was feeling because of the pain. Involuntarily she moved her waist along his *** moving in a circle in between, the need of her body was making her do it.

Ava Clarke is twenty-one, bold, and fully aware of the rumors swirling around Professor Damon Wolfe-the Literature Department's most feared and desired professor. His classes are impossible to ace, and his gaze could undress you from across the room. Then she gets a C on an essay she knows deserved better. When she storms into his office demanding he explain himself, she expects a lecture. Not eyes that pin her in place like prey. "You want to be graded differently?" he asks. "Then earn it."

“Harder… please…” Roman’s jaw was locked so tight it hurt. He could see the way her pussy gripped the co-star’s cock on every stroke, the wetness dripping down her thighs. His cock was fully hard and leaking now. He had filmed dozens of girls. None of them did this to him. Only her. The co-star reached under her body and found her clit, rubbing it fast and rough while he kept thrusting deep. “Fuck… yes… I’m gonna…” Aria’s voice cracked. “Ohh, my god…”

He was now lying on his back while I was on top of him, with his big cock dangling in front, ready to take on another round. To pleasure my pussy. To be honest, when I saw how huge his cock was, I was nervous. I didn't expect it to fit so deep. Positioning the tip of his cock at my pussy’s front, I flipped my hair back and started pounding. "Fuck!" Hardin grunted, slapping my ass. Hardin gripped me by the hips and moved at a fast pace with me. "Oh my God! This is... crazy..." "Faster, baby! Ride me!" Hardin slapped my ass again. His hands then grabbed my breasts and fondled them. I liked how he did that. It built up my arousal.

came his gruff reply as he rocked inside me with so much intensity. I let out tears and fisted my hands into his hair. "J-just let me go please. Braden please" I subconsciously moaned out in pain, orgasm shaking my entire body. "You do not learn the easy way. You always want the hard way. By the time I am finished you"he began, nibbling on my earlobe. "You will feel so sore for weeks to come. Just watch how I make you come undone underneath me"

He grimaced with his eyes closed. “Do you like it, Harlow? Is it still tight for you?” I asked in whispers between my ragged breath. “I love it! I’ll cum so fast, baby.” He moaned as he sought faster frictions. I moaned as his cock thrusted deep with quick movements. My thighs tightened to clamp his hips even tighter. Harlow leaned over me, holding me close. Both of my hands also held his back until my fingernails dug deep into his sturdy muscles.

The red patches Hardin left along Tessa's neck led to Tessa's bare breasts poking out from underneath her white three-button shirt. "How about that game-," "What was it?" Tessa chides, her face turning hot as she stares into her husband Hardin's eyes through the reflection of the sink glass. "Do you want me to repeat myself? It's not bad in here either," Hardin says, rubbing Tessa's thighs as she wears only her underwear underneath her large shirt. In one fell swoop, Tessa's panties are ripped off. Hardin strokes in a circular motion, parting Tessa's legs. Inserting two of his fingers, he thrusts and pulls in and out brutally.

His hips jerk violently. He groans, long, broken. She tries to push in, take him back. I don’t let her. I keep the rhythm steady, unhurried, merciless. One final deep hold. Swallow around him. He cums with a choked curse, thick, hot pulses down my throat. I swallow without breaking eye contact with Clarissa. Pull off clean. Lips barely wet. Clarissa pulls back coughing, mascara smudged, lipstick smeared across her chin. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, glaring at me like I stole her birthright.

“Come hard and take me with you.” At his words, she lost all control. Her pussy responded to his command, helplessly, and she screamed as her climax broke over her. He grunted and slammed into her as hard as he could, loving how her muscles caressed and pulled at him. He gave one final thrust and exploded inside of her, shuddering and calling her name. They lay holding onto each other, Nick’s body pressing down on hers, Mia relishing his weight. She stroked his hair and kissed his neck.