Juicy Synonym Novels & Stories

They ravaged her in every way imaginable, but nothing compared to the cock filling her and she reveled in it, the sensation pure, intoxicating bliss. “Mmmph, yes… that cock is making my pussy so fucking juicy… don’t stop, I love it!”

I didn't understand what he meant by a sensualist, but I could understand that it was not something good to be when Shaurya was around. " I don't know, what you are saying I was just describing the mango. " " The description matches you more than any mango in the world. You are all those adjectives you quoted for a mango. Smooth, sweet, juicy, scented... Hearing you talk like that, I want to drown in you..." He said.

Juicy throws her leg over mine, grabs my hand and places it on her pussy, "Play with me." She says, I do as l'm told, after all it is a pleasure to rub our mher huge clit, making her leak. Her pussy shows its appreciation in no time and the sound it makes tells me I'm doing a good job. "Fuck she's taking a few cocks in her arse." I comment. "Hows the chat going with your prospective second cock." I continue. "He's interesting and funny, also looking forward to fucking my pussy with you." She replied.

I moan all the down his shaft, his piercings only adding to the pleasure. "That's right. Now that you've teased me, you will finish your dinner as you bounce up and down on my cock, sweetness." "Mm, will you all still tag team me when you're done eating?" I ask while savoring the feeling of having Jory inside me. "Whatever you want, sweetness. Do you want us to use you like one of our high school sluts?" Jory asks. "No, I want you to use me like your own personal slut, not some teeny bopper wanting her cherry popped."

She wondered if Troy was a white man that appreciated full hips and th- What in the world was she thinking?! Juicy had never hated people over their colo--she didn't really care one way or the other. But after hearing it all of her life she had a tendency to gravitate away from whites. She glanced over into the living room to see if the clanging of the pan had awakened Troy. It hadn't. He was out cold. Troy...she wasn't going to think of him as Mr. Cracker ever again. Juicy had some frozen turkey burger patties so she tossed four of them onto her grill pan and sliced up some onions, tomatoes and lettuce. Then she opened a can of baked beans, which she doctored up with a bit of brown sugar, c