Jessica Weaver Sex Tape นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content, sexual scenes, and torture. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV A few weeks ago, "Ahh, so good... faster… yes, harder,” Jessica screamed and moaned as Scott continued to thrust his cock into her cunt. Jessica was on all fours, and Scott was behind her, his hold on her hair becoming tighter as he increased his pace and pounded into her.

“Doctor Rolland made me d….do it.” Sebastian folded his arms. “Keep talking.” “H…he threatened me.” “Threatened you with what?” Sebastian’s brow shot up. Jessica covered her face as she sobbed. “He had videos of me. S…sex tapes,” she whispered. Luisa’s face twisted with disgust as she looked away in shame. While I just stood there…Taking in the whole scene. “He said if I didn’t cooperate, he would release them. I…I had no choice!”

He groaned as he thrust in and went deeper into her, ravishing her as his eyes glittered with desire and held the Omega's breast as he went faster and faster, as her pheromones were sticking all over the place. "I'm cumming baby," she cried, then, playing with her pussy, fingering it and moaning out loud. The Beta went faster and faster slamming into his stripper as he groaned. I had to endure it, I couldn't watch this, I had to leave here as soon as possible. I couldn't watch this anymore and ran out of there, going back to my work of packing up the sand with a shovel. I felt nervous and disgusted and if I were to be snagged, I would be killed.

Sawyer stubbornly tried to use the last of the funds Jessa left behind. By using this money, Sawyer was trying to chase the feeling that Jessa had left a mark on this world. Yet, when he keyed in the password, a video popped up on the screen. In the video, Jessa was sitting in a brightly sunlit garden and elegantly sipping tea. She wore a white dress and looked resplendent.

, Mark smirked. Jessica wiped her face with a tissue and threw it in the bin. Her throat was thoroughly coated by his seed. She needed some water to wash it down. Rising from her seat she picked up a paper cup and went to the dispenser. She bent down and started to fill her cup when she felt a hand firmly grip. Her waist. She was so horny she didn't bother to complain about the position. Her snatch needed the attention. She felt his warm, thick, veiny long pole fill her hole. Slowly gliding into her. His grip on her waist got tighter as she moaned loudly.

I’m not crazy about the idea, but I am going through with everything on that tape! I wanted the upper hand during the rest of our night. I wanted to do everything that that young girl did. If she could act like a slut and use dirty talk then I could too! Jeff needed a little time to recover, so we had a light dinner and some wine. We took the tape up to our bedroom and popped it into the VCR. On the way back to the bed, we met for a kiss. Jeff’s hands instantly roamed my body. Ohhhh, that felt so good. His fingers found my

Vincent confirmed. "How dare speak to me in such manners, I would advise you refrain yourself from getting on my nerves else I would release our sex tape for the whole world to see that I am saying the truth!" Jessica threatened immediately. "Sex tape!" Vincent exclaimed as he tried to hide his worries, he had always feared what Jessica must have recorded that night and did not want Isabella seeing it. "What do you even want from me!" Vincent questioned his voice full of frustration, he had only looked at her as a colleague and family friend but it seemed he was blinded by her friendly looks.

Tatia “Gurl! It’s the third date! You know what that means!” my best friend, Jessica, said. She pulled me into Victoria’s Secret and skipped to the skimpiest bras and panties that she could find in the entire store. I groaned under my breath, my cheeks flaming, and followed her. “Jess, please don’t. Nothing is going to happen.” But instead of listening to my pleas, she ignored me and kept searching through the underwear for my size. “My girl is finally gonna have sex! She isn’t gonna be no virgin after tonight!”

“I could watch you like this all day.” At that moment she came, bucking in his arms as he slowed his movements, drawing out her orgasm. She shuddered in his arms as he moved his fingers away from her pussy, sucking them into his mouth. “So damn sweet.” Jessa ducked her head against his chest. “Shy?” He tipped her chin up, meeting her gaze, his eyes like molten pools. “Jessa, I—” Jessa slipped from his lap, kneeling on the floor between his legs. She drew his towel open to reveal the thick cock she’d felt pressing against her backside. She didn’t want to talk. Talking couldn’t lead anywhere good.

There is no way a woman like her can pull those off without strong connections. Who exactly was she working with? She definitely hadn’t done this alone. “Miss Harnes, it seems a sex tape of your immoral activities has been circulating around the internet today. Can you tell us who the man in the video is?” a reporter asked, shoving her microphone towards my face, and I stumbled back in shock. “Records and comparisons have been made and it is apparent the man in the video is not your husband—Xavier Kingsley. So what does that have to say about your relationship?” another asked as they crowded me.