Is Frankies Ass Real Novels & Stories

Frankie finally let out a moan as he kept fucking her frozen body. She wasn't bouncing around any more with every thrust, but it still felt fucking amazing!! Frankie fucked the life out of the lifeless Amy until his cock throbbed inside of her. "Oooooh fuuucckk yes!!" Frankie roared as he unloaded his cum deep inside Amy's bare cunt. He was panting and moaning as spurts of thick, hot seed went deep inside Amy's cunt. She had a clear love bite on her neck which made Frankie smile.

I wаѕ rеwаrdеd wіth an оbvіоuѕ mоаn of approval. Frankie then lowered herself onto thе bulgе іn mу pants аnd ѕtаrtеd slowly grіndіng hеr womanhood оn mу rock hard Mr. Chubbу. Shе then mоvеd іn ѕо thаt mу fасе wаѕ directly bеtwееn her tіtѕ аgаіn. Whеn hеr сhеѕt made соntасt wіth mу fасе, I рlаntеd gentle kіѕѕеѕ оn her chest bеtwееn her brеаѕtѕ. Runnіng hеr fіngеrѕ through my hair, she rеасhеd bеhіnd mу head, hоldіng mу hеаd іn рlасе. Thе fееlіng оf hеr rubbі ng hеr рuѕѕу on mе mаdе my сосk ѕwеll furthеr. I wаntеd ѕо bаdlу to turn my hеаd аnd kіѕѕ hеr brеаѕtѕ аnd nіррlеѕ, but I thоught thаt раrtісulаr mоvе wоuld bе ѕо obvious thаt еvеn іf Frаnkіе lіkеd іt ѕhе couldn't allow іt.

he said. We both got out of bed, and I bent over the bed. Standing with my legs on the floor and my hands on the bed holding me up. Frank put his cock on the crack of my ass and rubbed his hands on my cheeks. "You would like to get loved like this all day, don't you?" "Yes," I said, looking back at him smiling. "You're a hot and nasty little slut for my dick, aren't you?" he said. "Yes, I am a nasty slut for your big cock," I said.

It kept ringing—through the drive, all the way to his place. “Why are all my homies calling me?” he muttered, confused. He finally picked up. “Anthony, wha—” “Shit, Franklin,” his friend cut in, laughing, “your fetish is kinda wild. I’m impressed.” Franklin blinked. “Bro, what are you talking about?” “You haven’t checked your girl’s socials? Thought she was your girl. What’s with the lovey-dovey photos and that caption with your grandpa? You two running some swinger-couple thing? Man, you play hard.”

he asked in annoyance. Frank grunted, “Yeah, she’s sleeping soundly.” He responded while unbuttoning her shirt, displaying her black brassiere. “Fuck!” He mumbled as he admired her perky breast. Frank's reaction caught Jerry’s attention. He turns his head, “What the hell are you doing?” Frank shrugs, “I'm just checking how good the package is. I want to know if her breasts are real,” he explains as he removes her bra, hands it to Jerry, and starts examining her breasts.

Frank felt himself ready to blow his load, but he wasn't done with Jane yet. "Jane, get up and lie face down on my desk with your feet on the floor, legs spread wide." Jane got into position, and Frank stood up and walked behind her. He spread her ass wide and slowly pushed his dick into her anus. Jane moaned in pain as Frank slowly pushed deeper into her until he had gone as far as possible. He then pulled out and pushed back in again, repeating this over and over, slowly making Jane's moans of pain turn to moans of pleasure. Finally, he filled her ass with his come.

Fuck. I poured myself another drink. The whiskey was cheap now, not the expensive single malt I used to keep in crystal decanters. I couldn't afford the good stuff anymore. I couldn't afford anything anymore. The phone call had been bad. Marcus had called me earlier that evening, his voice tight and uncomfortable in a way I had never heard before. "I saw the video, Joe," he had said. "The one where you called Clara a bad person on a live stream. The one where you threatened her."

Then he started to fuck me. Flat doggy. My body pinned to the bed, face turned to the side, limbs limp and useless.The friction was maddening. Each stroke dragged along my inner walls, the tight muscle gripping him even while the rest of me stayed numb. Sounds of his cock sliding in and out of my ass, the heavy slap of his skin against mine filled the room. I moaned with every thrust. Soft, helpless sounds I couldn’t stop. “Ah… ahh…fuuuck…yesss”

Instead I got sin. The living room lamp cast a warm amber glow over the leather sectional. Miles was sprawled across it like he’d been poured there, shirt rucked up to his collarbones, jeans and briefs shoved down to one ankle, the other leg hooked wide over the edge of the coffee table. His cock—pretty, flushed dark, glistening—stood rigid against his flat stomach, a thick bead of pre-cum sliding down the shaft. One hand was wrapped around the base, stroking slow, deliberate pulls. The other hand… fuck. Two fingers buried to the third knuckle in his own ass, pumping in and out with wet, obscene sounds. He hadn’t noticed me yet.

FRANKIE The flavor of her pussy and the fruit coated my tongue, and I was already addicted to her from that alone. I couldn’t wait anymore. I was too hard, too obsessed, and needed to fuck my best friend’s little sister like my damn life depended on it. I shoved in deep and in one thrust, impaling Saffa until she cried out and braced a hand behind her on the thick leather cushion supporting her head. “Bet this is the biggest cock you’ve ever had, isn’t it?”