J Lo Sex Tape Novelas e Histórias

“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.

"You're so sexy. I want you. I want you in me." Joel's jaw clenched and that was the last straw. He roughly yanked her shorts along with her panties and spread her legs before kneeling on the floor. Lizzy covered her mouth and gripped the sheet when Joel started preparing her. She shivered when he angled his head so he could fuck her using his tongue. She whimpered and bit her finger when Joel pushed a thick finger inside her. He was now licking and sucking her folds as he fucked her with his fingers. Lizzy's toes curled when he curled his finger and repeatedly stabbed her spot.

“What?” “You see what’s blowing up on T*****r?” His voice was too loud in the close space of the car, too casual for what was twisting in my stomach. “Missed it,” I lied, my tone flat as stone. He laughed, a sharp bark that grated down my nerves. “Sex tape. Some woman screwing Logan goddamn King at that party last week. Video’s everywhere.” I pressed my fingers to the side of my thigh until they went numb. “Man,” he went on, oblivious, “she’s got a body, though. Flexible as hell, and she can ride. I’m telling you, some girls were born for p**n.”

(Sexual Content) Two Days Later Drax It was early morning, and the sun was about to rise but Lora was riding my cock into oblivion, "Fuck," I moaned letting her have her way with me. She threw her head back in ecstasy as her body glistened with sweat, hearing her soft moans, feeling her hardened nipples with my fingers giving a slight squeeze as her pussy walls grabs my cock. "Fuck Lora," I squirm, my counterparts loving every minute of our mate intimacy, looking at her tattoo between them with both Ryker and I's initials. I love my mates and I was enjoying our lovemaking. I grab her neck seductively as her eyes are full of lust, giving a tight squeeze as she bites her bottom lip, her body s

Chapter 1 Sophie POV “Oh fuck, yes, daddy, just like that,” I moaned out loud, my voice bouncing off the walls in the stillness of my bedroom while I stared at the laptop screen, my fingers sliding quicker and deeper between my spread legs. The laptop balanced right on my pillow, showing that video where the man drove his cock hard into the woman, telling her she was his dirty little fucktoy as she pleaded for him to go deeper and fill her up completely.

Cyrus butted in, reminding me that others were in on our conversation, “your body definitely wants it and we can all smell your arousal, so don’t bother denying it.” I felt heat flood my cheeks as several waves of embarrassment slammed into me on the spot. Deep down, I’d been secretly intrigued by the sex tape, because it offered me a point of view that I didn’t get to enjoy during the sex. The one where I could see the men pleasuring me, and see how much they enjoyed every second of fucking me senselessly. I’d been sure not to dwell on it or even admit it to myself while focusing on emotions like dread and anger, but my body still gave away that secret to the Rossi brothers against my will.

He looked over at Jodi, "Honey, you own it, too." Jo handed me the lube. "You'll need this, but I need to go grab something more...but I want to watch it go in." We all knew she enjoyed watching, but she grinned, "You know, a girl likes, what a girl likes." Flipping around, he spread himself for me, and I teased the hole. Every desire seemed to explode in his head, and he anxiously pushed himself back, wanting to get it inside. "Fuck dude, your hole...you're flexing it!"

Lorenzo groaned, hips jerking up. “Fuck…Louis… let me touch you.” “Beg,” Louis whispered, rolling his hips again, the lace skirt riding up. Lorenzo’s eyes were wild, chest heaving. “Please… baby, please. I’m going to explode if I don’t get inside you. I’ve been stroking myself for days thinking about this little skirt. Please…” Louis felt a rush of power. He reached back, lined Lorenzo’s cock up, and sank down slowly, taking him to the hilt in one smooth motion.

Lily’s moans were pornographic, her pussy fluttering, squirting with every thrust. “My turn,” Jamie said, voice rough, lying back on a nearby couch, his 11-inch monster standing proud, veiny, leaking precum. Diego and Elliot hauled her up, Tate’s cock slipping out with a wet pop, leaving her aching. They guided her to Jamie, her back to his chest, his cock nestled between her ass cheeks. “Ride him,” Tate commanded, fisting her hair, forcing her to meet his eyes. Lily sank down, Jamie’s girth stretching her beyond reason, a visible bulge forming in her belly.