I M Dirty Dan の小説・ストーリー

The next second, Elizabeth greeted Lyra warmly. "What's going on here, Lyra? You're about to become the wife of the hospital director. How could you still be so careless?" Lyra slipped right back into her sweet, gracious persona and looped her arm through Elizabeth's affectionately. However, when she looked at me, her eyes were full of contempt. "I'm not the problem here, Mrs. Warren. Mira is the one with no shame. "She knows she's STD-positive, yet still acts as if she were clean and came for the compatibility test. She's basically trying to infect Mr. Warren!"

I can see Dan holding his breath as he deals with the mess in his son’s diaper…. “Shitting hell you two, what are you feeding him?! That stinks!” Manuel says and suddenly all four of them are rushing out of the room. Indie and I are instantly laughing. Goddess help those guys when they become Dads. “That is bad to be fair” Indie says. Dan cleans Finn up and puts on a fresh diaper and puts on his trousers again. He passes his son to Indie while putting the dirty diaper into a bag and getting up to go put the bag into the bin and go wash his hands.

"Dan knocked on the door and asked if I was okay. I told him I had to pee and would be right out. He surprised me by asking if he could watch. I thought it was weird but for some reason I said okay. He walked in and stood in front of me completely naked as I sat on the toilet. He was staring right at my pussy so I opened my legs to let him see. A steady flow of golden pee tinkled into the bowl. "Dan's cock grew bigger and bigger as he stared. I emptied my bladder until the last few drops fell from my pussy. I grabbed some toilet paper to wipe, but Dan grabbed my hand and asked me if he could clean me with his tongue. This was so weird, but I said okay not knowing what else to do. I climbed o

“Look, what do you want? If it's about getting back at Ericka, then I am simply not interested. What Dane did to the Richardson is still green in my memory, I'm not stupid enough to try to shit with her and also gets beaten to a pulp” “I'm not talking about that, you son of a b****. I'm planning to take that Ericka by myself without your help. The last time I checked, you are as useless as a dick. There's no need for me to waste my valuable time trying to get someone as stupid as you to work with me. All I need to know is if you're clean” “Clean? Huh?” “Liam, do you have STDs?” “Yes kind of” “Are you f****** with me!”

"What's he up to now?" "I have no idea," Marcus said. "But the latest news is that he's building some AI startup. There aren't many details about it yet—just vague announcements and a few interviews where he talks about 'revolutionary technology' and 'disrupting the industry.' You know, the usual startup bullshit." My jaw clenched so hard my teeth ached. Alexander Dante. My half-brother. My father's bastard son. The ghost that had haunted our family for years before finally disappearing two years ago without a trace.

I said cleaning my bottoms with my bare hands. I turned the door knob but was stopped by a whisper from Danjuma. "Make sure I don't go to prison." Danjuma said,in a sing song manner.

“Make out. Both of you. And don’t be quiet. Tell each other what dirty little sluts you are.” Sophia smiled and pulled me close. Our wet bodies pressed together, breasts rubbing, as we kissed deeply. Our tongues slid against each other, the kiss turning sloppy and hungry. “I’m such a filthy slut,” Sophia whispered against my lips. “Letting two men use my holes while my best friend watches.” I moaned softly, grinding against her thigh. “I’m worse. I’m a professor who fucks her student and begs for more. Such a desperate cock-hungry whore.”

This was the place where dirty daddies told you exactly how to finger your dripping cunt on camera, how to spread your asshole wide and show them how tight and pink it was, how to slap your swollen clit until your legs shook and you were begging like a pathetic slut. They made you do all kinds of nasty shit live, moaning their names, stuffing both your holes with toys, and they tipped heavy when you got even filthier, when you spread wider, when you fucked yourself harder and showed them exactly how messy your cum looked dripping down your thick thighs in long shiny strings. This particular “DADDYHUGECOCK” was the filthiest one yet. Even though I had never seen him, I had spent weeks imagini

“Like I wanna spend my Friday night sucking off randos in a stall that probably hasn’t been cleaned since the fucking ice age.” Cedric caught his reflection in the cracked bathroom mirror and barely recognised himself. His glasses were long gone, replaced by contacts, and his scrawny frame had filled out into lean muscle. His hair, once an unfortunate bowl cut, now fell in messy blonde waves that he’d been told were “sexy”. He looked good. He knew he looked good. So why the fuck was he still here living this fucked up life? “Big talk for someone who spent his whole life being a nobody outcast,” Brett, his name was definitely Brett, came out from the bathroom stall and started washing his han

I act so well, moan so good while having sex with my ex, Daniel. He did his best, I couldn’t break his confidence. I deserved an Oscar, I know that. He brags about how good he makes me feel. We dated for 1 year and 3 months, I couldn’t keep up with being with him since I couldn’t get satisfied by him. I didn’t like the idea of cheating on him, so I try to enjoy everything he does. The foreplay, the moments, the looks. They all go so well until he is in and starts doing what he does worst. Then he goes on saying “Call me daddy, you little slut” for someone I’m acting up for.