Novel & Cerita Jeff The Killer Smut

“You have the nerve to glare at me, huh?” “Fuck you!” She slapped me so violently that it ringed my ears. “Repeat that again?” It was sarcastic, yes. The blood on my mouth splurted, but I couldn’t help but grin like a Cheshire cat towards her. “I said… your fiance fucked me in his dreams.” “What the hell did you say?!” It just felt satisfying to get even with Hestia. “And it wasn’t only that,” I purred, still smirking. “He was wild and satisfied, something he couldn’t do with you.”

I replied. "I knew she would be too sweet cause of her nice curvy shape. Damn! I'm already hard men. Just hearing you describe her pu*s*. I need to shut this party down and go deal with this hardness" Jeffrey said relaxing back on his chair. "I never imagined Stella could change so much to a beautiful heavy chick" Pete said. "Shut the hell up you jerk. That's somebody's wife you dreaming of fvcking" Jeff said and hit Peter on his head.

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

"Yeah, I know. Life's a bitch. Well, getting back to your friend's business, I think it would be fun to fuck Bob on camera. Does he fuck any of the other girls on camera?" "Occasionally when Jeff needs an extra guy." "I figured he was." "And that doesn't bother you?" "No, not really. He was my first and all that, but I don't see our relationship going anywhere. Until someone better comes along he's ok and the sex is good. Do you have copies of the videos, those with Jill? I would like to see you in action. She bragged about all the things you did on camera and I want to see your big cock."

"Damn it! You won't have the last laugh, Jeff! You won't!" ******************* Jeffrey returned to his office, sipping hot coffee, trying to calm his raging nerves. Fred burst inside, panting. "You really need to see this," Fred said, thrusting his phone toward him. Jeff's eyes darkened as he read the headline: JEFFERY LU'S PRIVATE LOVE STORY: MODEL ANITA SHOWS OFF MASSIVE ENGAGEMENT RING IN EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW. "Damn it!" he cursed, slamming the cup down. "Everybody is just getting on my last nerve."

“Trust isn’t the issue the issue is can I keep up with you. The answer is yes. Will I get bored with you before anyone else? I’ve let you have your way. But what do you think about me turning the tables on you? Maybe I setup an automatic masturbator for your use. While it’s doing its job, I’ll show you how I like having a fun time when you aren’t around. If you want your friends to witness a unique spectacle, no need to hesitate. Or I can let you use that dragon dick on me as my lips take care of your cock.” “Ana, this is a fresh side of your personality. But color me intrigued.” Jeff stood up from the table and moved to stand in front of Ana. He opened the front of his expensive jeans and t

He was going through Prisca's I*******m page, scrolling through her pictures and adoring her beauty with his eyes. His mind could not come to terms with what he had seen earlier today. His idol has been dragged into the mud and has been made a laughing stock by all and sundry. "Still thinking about your celebrity crush huh?" Jeffery asked, adjusting the arms of the Midnight blue tuxedo he was wearing. The essence of his cologne filled the room. Diri gave a weak nod. "Let it slide bro, sometimes the people we highly exhaled end up being nothing but dirtbags, ugly things live in beautiful houses bro," he continued.

I had a spectacular view of his muscles contracting above me, and I was close to cummin again. Again, he slapped my ass and brought his hand to my pussy to sink one of his fingers next to his cock. Mr. Jenkin—I moaned. Please! "Cum, Skylar," he snapped. He twisted his finger inside me, reaching that point he knew he could control, and then I exploded in an orgasm that left his abdomen completely soaked. He thrust into me two more times before cummin inside me, he carefully pulled out and slapped my groin before standing up and untying my hands.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

Regardless of their mate status, it was believed that offspring from a true blooded she wolf would give you stronger, more capable off spring – future alphas. They were very difficult to kill, if you managed to get close enough. "I'd rather rot in your cell, or take the risk I piss you off enough you'll just kill me", She chuckled slightly. "I thought you might say that", Alpha Mathew Sighed, slowly making his way around his desk before lowering himself into his wrinkled leather seat. He was prolonging this moment, sensing my apprehension. He slid a thick white envelope across the desk, arching an eyebrow when she held her position, reluctant to get closer to her captive.