Jakara Mitchell Sex Novels & Stories

“Bring that fat cock over here so I can suck it.” Porter walked over to Jessica who slid to the soft carpet floor. She squatted on her knees, and reached out to gently squeeze her boyfriend’s dick in her tiny hands. “It’s so big,” she whispered, as her lips made their way to the head of his thick shaft. She licked the tip before running her tongue up and down the full length of his cock. Her shoulders pumped up and down as she struggled to breath.

Adhara’s entire body ached. She hated Jarckon for forcing her to have sex with him. Tears blurred her vision as anger burned within—she wanted to kill him, to tear his bones to pieces. She picked her clothes off the floor and dressed herself. Jarckon sat on the couch, arms resting lazily, his gaze fixed on her. He still savored the memory of her soft body, smooth skin, and the scent that had driven him wild. Her lips had tasted like sweet candy, her breasts making his pulse race.

Marcus lay on the table and pulled Elena on top of him, sinking her down onto his thick cock. “Ride me like the desperate slut you are,” he ordered. Elena started bouncing on his dick, moaning loudly. “Ahhh—! So deep— fuck— your cock feels so good—!” Jax moved behind her, spanking her ass hard before pressing the head of his cock against her tight asshole. “Relax that ass for me, whore,” he said, pushing inside her slowly but firmly.

Jax’s fingers slipped under her shorts, finding her already wet as he pushed two inside her, curling them perfectly while his thumb circled her clit. Elara moaned into his mouth, grinding against his hand as pleasure built fast and intense. The dark alley felt too public, too exposed, but the risk only made the moment hotter. Jax freed himself quickly, pulling her shorts aside before thrusting up into her in one powerful stroke. They gave in to raw passionate sex against the hood of the car, the cool metal pressing against Elara’s back as Jax fucked her hard and deep.

Screamed into Zara's pussy again. Jace groaned low, buried deep and came hot thick spurts flooding me, pulsing hard. Kai followed seconds later slamming in one last time, groaning as he unloaded inside Zara. We collapsed in a sweaty tangled heap bodies sticky, breathing ragged, room reeking of sex. Zara kissed me slow, tasting herself on my lips. "Round two?" We barely caught our breath before Kai flipped Zara onto all fours right there on the bed. Her ass was high, back arched deep, tits hanging heavy.

Jax rubs her pussy beneath the water making Kyra moan softly. “So tell us kyra what's your best sexual fantasy?” Jace asked. “I've always wondered how sex in a bathroom would feel like” kyra said with a seductive smile. “Why don't we fulfill that fantasy of yours?''Jax said. “We go in turns, right?” Jack asks. “Yeah we do,”Jax answered. “I'll go first, can't wait” Jack said “We'll leave then” Jax and Jace left the bathroom for Jack and kyra.

Ben said. "Is this happening?" Mitchel asked already in tears, "am sure am not dreaming, I can smell your armpit!" Jessica said hugging her, "today, I won't mind if you said that" Mitchell Replied as Rachel joined in the hug crying along with Mitchell, as Jessica held her tears patting both their backs.

What was Jessica laughing at? They had been sitting face to face like this for a while, and she hadn't even looked at him, but was chatting with the person on her phone... For some reason, the woman's compliance after resisting last night made him very attached. He rushed back to see her without eating or sleeping, yet she was so cold? Five minutes later. In Maddox Group's Chathall, Monkey King returned. Initiate the topic #After sex, why does someone get stuck and the other one acts as if nothing happened#

“Asshole! Don't you have another girl, that you want to rape me all over?” “No, I just want to be with you, damn girl!” Jake moved his hand to start stripping Syila's shirt, then down to her pants. As soon as she was about to unzip Syla, the woman screamed in panic. “Damn Grilled Corn, I'm on my period!” Jake looked at her in horror. “Seriously?” “Wanna see? Or do you want to have sex while covered in blood?” Jake couldn't believe it, he stuck his hand inside Syila's jeans and he found the damn foam that had succeeded in making his lust disappear without a trace.

"Oh, Jesus, Autumn. I'll never get enough of watching that little pink pussy quiver and spasm. See your juices spilling out. That's it, darlin'. Oh, yeah." When the last little twitch died away she was exhausted, her body limp, yet still far from satisfied. Mitch gave one final sweep with his tongue, then rose over her and lightly brushed his lips against hers. "I'm dead," she told him, "but I'm not done. Can you believe that?" He laughed, his breath tickling her. "That's the idea." His hand skimmed over her pubic curls. "You know these are gorgeous but I'll bet that sweet little pussy would look even better without them."