Honey Mouthed Novels & Stories

The slight changes in her expression satisfied him which excites him even more and lick and suck her flower, harvesting the sweet wet nectar she produces. TBC Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.)

And then the vision cracked open in his mind like an egg dropping onto stone. A girl. A temple. A single candle that should have gone out hours ago but hadn't. Her eyes were open. Staring at something he couldn't see — something that stared back from the dark. And her lips were moving, shaping words in Old Veth, the prayer-tongue of oracles, the language even gods found uncomfortable to hear spoken with too much certainty. She was calling to the void. And the void — for the first time in an eternity — answered. Not with silence. Not with nothing.

She screamed, this time enjoying a slow, sensational feeling of warm honey coating her entire body as the climax washed through her. “Close,” Zander panted, picking up his speed. A minute later, he pulled out of her and shoved his dick into her mouth, making her taste herself in a way she never had before. She was sweet and musky—not bad, but too familiar. His warm, thick cum came in spurts inside my mouth, and her eyes fluttered shut with pleasure again.

His thumbs are running up and down to caress her red cheeks . " You know what ... When you eat that spicy food .. you became mad crazy when your mouth was on fire , in burning pain ... And you need water and when I was taking it away you fought back and wouldn't let me to take it away from you .. And now you're good why because of this sweet honey . .. Same thing .. Parth was also became crazy when he got to know that his rooh has ranaway .. If Parth is a burning fire then rooh is a honey for him to get ease ..

I hungrily take him, sucking, nibbling, and brushing my tongue around the lower part of his lips. When he pulls away, I'm breathing so hard my head feels fuzzy. “How do you taste?” he asks, in amusement, and heat rises on my cheek. He can tell. “Does that make me weird?” I ask in a whisper. “Weird is not the right word to describe it,” he smiled. “Then tell me instead,” I tease him by biting my lower lip. The heat wave is slowly creeping its way up but is bearable. His eyes darken at the question. “Warm honey,” he murmurs, leaning forward until I feel his breath. “Thick and slow, spilled over sun-hot skin”

"That's beautiful, honey. Jasmine Hyden." "Hyden?!" Juicy joked. "Jasmine Robinson." "That is so mean." He said. "Well, I was going to do this on our one year anniversary but what's three or four more months." He took her hand. "Juicy Robinson, would you please grant me the honor of becoming my wife? Juicy Hyden is such a pretty name. Don't you think, babe? Juicy and Jasmine Hyden…and however many more little Hyden's we decide to create. Would you like to do that with me?"

I moaned, low and needy, my hips rocking back instinctively. "Damn, that's hot," Harlan breathed, stepping closer to watch, his eyes dark with lust. He straightened, his eyes gleaming as he spotted the honey jar I'd pulled out earlier for the smoothie. He unscrewed it, dipping two fingers in, before smearing the golden liquid across my breasts, watching it drip in slow rivulets. "Open up," he commanded, pressing his honey-coated fingers to my lips.

On the other hand, his wide mouth would like; to verify Honey’s reason, yet he’s having a cold foot to confront him about it. Honey’s stomach feels famished. Well, her feet resort to the Grapes tree; to find fruits under this tree. Here, her inner ears are lowly hearing to Eric’s cry. To him, her hungriness has recently gone. Her main intention; to find her beloved guy. This will make her satisfied to her life.

"Font row seating." Honey took the base of my cock in her hand and wrapped her lips around my cock, taking me all the way into her throat and then sliding slowly back up my length until she almost broke contact, and then back down again. Slowly fucking my cock with her mouth, making me moan from the delicious torture of it. After a couple of minutes of this, Honey released my shaft with a moist pop, and stroked me with her hand while she talked to her sister. "God, Heather, his cock feels so good in my mouth. I'd suck him off five times a day if he wanted."

My eyes widen in shock, and I'm speechless. A sly smile is plastered on his kissable lips. "It seems that we are destined, honey.”