Jordan Millicent Porn Novels & Stories

She kept fingering her relentlessly, changing the angle until Lydia was trembling uncontrollably. “Look at you,” Mila whispered hotly. “Bouncing on my fingers like a needy whore while your boyfriend sleeps upstairs. Does he know his girlfriend is this fucking easy for her best friend’s hand?” Lydia’s head fell back, moans growing louder and more broken. “Ahhh—! Fuck— I’m gonna cum— Mila please— I need to cum so bad— oh god— fuuuuck—!” Mila suddenly dropped to her knees, yanking Lydia’s shorts and panties down. She buried her face between her thighs, sucking hard on her clit while three fingers continued thrusting deep inside her.

“Not yet. First, we talk about the photos.” Her stomach dropped. “Photos?” Jordan took out his phone and showed her. There she was from the Christmas party three years ago. She was drunk and touching herself in the copy room. Another picture showed her panties when she bent over. A short video of her moaning in the bathroom. She thought no one saw. “You… you watched me?” Her voice shook. “I protected what I want,” he said. “You are the hottest slut here, Goodness. I have wanted to fuck you since your first day. Your boring husband does not deserve this body. I do.”

And it only took a few strokes of her tongue on the swollen head for him to spill himself down her throat, with thick, hot jets that she just swallowed docilely, cumming once again as she heard him grunt and moan with pleasure while she gave him a blowjob. Finally, when it seemed to be totally empty and her legs were shaking from the effort, Millicent fell backwards, her breasts pressed into the half-open shirt rising and falling with her erratic breathing. Isaac, on the other hand, just stood there watching her, as the image of her still half-clothed body and her wet pussy peeking between her thighs was keeping him from being easy. “Do you have any other important matters to discuss with me

They looked into one another's eyes through the mirror with Jordan occasionally closing her eyes to relish the pleasure he was giving her. Tension grew more as Jordan squeezed Adrian’s cock in her vagina. Her walls tightened and held him while she played with her breasts. Adrian took the queue and started pumping in and out of her in an inhumane pace and bent down to bite her shoulder and kiss her earlobes. She squirmed beneath him. Jordan was on the edge of her second release when they heard Aaron’s voice in the living room. He had switched on the TV and mimicked his favorite cartoon. Adrian hurried and thrust into her fastly and hardly, they were seconds away from the release.

Fuck, she moaned, trying to stop her thighs from jerking and her moans from escaping her. Aiden loved the smoothness of her sex. It’s without a gel yet it’s slippery like one... He was all too lost that he didn’t know when the pornstars attained their goal. The white panties Mindy and Sarah wore is a now an ocean of streamers…you could practically see their pink pussy from it. Hayden had showered his cum all over Sage's hands and she’s quick enough to lick the whole seed…with a loud slurp.

Between an Heiress and a Celebrity becomes the question of the day. There is no question of sides, its unequal. Its Arthur and Bethany against the world. Two hours later, a phone is slipped under the door into Millicent’s room. She picks it up and its an internet phone but can’t make any calls or send emails or anything but she can browse the internet on it. The first place she goes to is her I*******m account where she sees that the video has been duly posted and the comments give her joy. She receives a dm from her own account and goes to check.

The only thing keeping her locked in place to suffer the assault on her pussy was Jordan constantly fondling her big tits. "Ohh God! Ohh! AHHHH!!! Oh!!! AHhhhhhh!" Faith cried out as her thighs clamped together and the powerful jolt of the orgasm struck her completely, making her fall completely into against his back. Jordan's palm locked between her thick, warm and fit thighs as he found her g-spot at last. Keeping her pressed back against his chest, his fingers became a piston machinery as the MILF malfunctioned from the pleasure, squirting all over his black fingers as he rocked her world.

Both of them were naked, their cocks hard and dripping, staring down hungrily. “Look at you spread like a whore,” Jordan said, grabbing a prostate massager—A thin curved thing he slid in easily, angling perfectly. Switching it on, it vibrated directly at the targeted region, milking my spot relentlessly. Riley straddled my chest, his cock sliding between my pecs, tit-fucking slow. “Squeeze them around me.” I did, watching his pierced head poke through. Jordan worked the massager, in and out, the buzz driving me mad. My dick wept pre-cum steadily with an untouched agony.

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

“Now, time to get you properly fucked.” He stood, pulling me up by my arm, pushing me onto the bed. Silas watched, his eyes wide, unblinking. I lay there, numb, my pussy still throbbing, my mouth still tasting him. “Spread your legs, Rumi,” Jordan commanded, his voice devoid of any warmth. “Wide. I want to see everything.” My legs felt heavy, but I obeyed, spreading them, exposing myself fully. He knelt between them, his cock, still hard, pressing against my wet pussy lips.