Jordan Millicent Porn Novels & Stories

When she reached the waistband of Lena’s shorts, she paused, looked up. “Can I?” “Please,” Lena breathed. Jordan hooked her fingers in the shorts and panties together, dragged them down Lena’s legs, tossed them aside. Lena was bare now—neat triangle of dark curls, folds already swollen and glistening. Jordan made a low, appreciative sound. “You’re so fucking pretty.” She spread Lena’s thighs wider with gentle pressure, then leaned in and licked—one long, slow stripe from entrance to clit. Lena’s back bowed off the bed. “Oh god—”

He still didn't pause, just started pounding, hips slamming against my ass so hard the couch moved across the floor. "Fuck, you're tight," he snarled. "Virgin hole milking me already. Alex's gonna be so jealous when I send him the video of me breeding his little perfect cunt. To think he really believed I only needed your videos for my own pleasure. Now I'm fucking enjoying it straight from the his perfect whore." He reached around and rubbed my clit viciously while he reamed me, the wet slap of his hips deafening. I came in under two minutes, screaming into the cushions, pussy clamping down so hard he cursed and had to still for a second.

His words lost to Jordan who was bleeding on the floor. Luke came closer, dragging him by the shirt “ How about I bring her in here? First I will have her entertain everyone here then I will send her to the prostitution ring. I hear she is a captain. I bet she thinks she has lots of girl power. I will gladly put that power to test in the sex ring” Jordan was disgusted, he closed his eyes in pain not wanting to picture that scenario.