Kallmekris Sexy Novels & Stories

Yeah, the thought of not fuçking his huge dîck anymore scares me. "Calm down, darling..." "How can I stay calm at a time like this?" I interrupted when he tried to calm me down. "Can we have one more sèx class, please?" I pleaded desperately. If he approves of having one more class, then I'll try my best to persuade him into having another one more class.. until I'm fully satisfied and tired of his dîck. "I heard yummy kiss production is hosting another audition, you're gonna audition after our last class and we'll judge from your performance..."

Lucas was big, but Kai was on another level and every time he bottomed out, I felt him in my stomach. His large hand slid up my back and fisted my hair, yanking my head back just enough to arch my spine. The new angle made him hit even deeper. My eyes rolled back as a broken moan tore from my throat. “That’s it,” he growled. “Let me hear how much you love this fat cock wrecking you.” The dirty words sent a fresh gush of wetness around his shaft. Kai noticed immediately. “Fuck, you just got wetter,” he laughed darkly. “You really are such a nasty little slut for us.”

"Ohhh Shit! Faster!" Kraius felt hot as the woman screamed in total ecstasy and abandonment. He even rammed on her rapidly and stared at the young model's clenched eyes while a smirk was plastered on his lips. He made it so good. Faster and deeper in giving her the sexual satisfaction of her life. Even though he had been wanting to devour and claimed her. "Oh my gosh!" "Fuck!" Interrupted with Kraius phone ringing, they were both halted on what they were doing. He was carrying it a while ago but he put it on the table when Shan guided him to eat.

Since I am already a certified gissipwr, I asked again. "So, does Ma'am Rebecca know him?" I turned to him again and examined his serious face busy driving. "E -Eh, t- those girls with you earlier ... does Ma'am Rebecca know that?" The bottom of my lip almost bled from being bitten. My body hairs grew when I heard his cold voice as he braked. "Mind your own bussiness, teacher." I swallowed and stopped talking. I was ashamed of this demon again. Why am I infected with Aling Wency? Damn, those gossips don't have a good effect on me.

The heat from the slap loomed over my body, and the sting of it built my orgasm fast. In no time, my toes were curling, my back was arching, and my knees were bucking. “I am cumming….” I cried, and his movement turned rougher and faster. “Cumming?? Ohhh!!! That’s my cute little slut! That’s my fucking slut…” “I am not your slut,” I managed to rebel, still shuddering, but he didn’t stop. His fingers moved harder and faster, rolling, twitching, and flickering. “Tell me, does he explore your pussy this way? Does he make your toes curl this way? Does he fucking make my veins tighten while you are an inch away from your peak….”

Slowly, my hand drops to the hem of my dress, but I don't pull it up immediately. “Let me reintroduce myself, fans. I’m Eloise.” I dump my ass on the couch, directly facing the camera. “The lady who fucks her dirty pussy with her wrist… Yes…” I laugh and spread out my legs, waiting, as if they’re staring at my pussy. I look down, enjoying seeing it breathe. What's more beautiful is how I’m already wet. Dripping wet. So wet that the camera will catch the crispy effect. My pussy juice literally thins out in a filthy, slimy line over the hole of my pussy.

“We've already talked about this, baby. Besides, it's not like I'll be home for longer. I'll be back in just a day.” “But I'm going to miss you.” Thalassa admitted. Kris's heart warmed, but his lips stretched with a teasing smile. “Are you going to miss me or my dick?” Thalassa glared at him. “Stop being vulgar.” Kris's eyes widened in mock disbelief. “Says the woman who wouldn't stop begging me to fuck her harder." Then he began imitating her voice. “Yes, Kris. Just like that... Harder. I need you deeper... Oh God."

Annika’s POV "Oh, Yes!" I hear the familiar voice echo through the walls of the living room. My feet come to a halt, and suddenly, I find it difficult to breathe. It feels like someone has wrapped his hand around my throat and is squeezing so hard. "Fuck!" A passionate whisper this time around. She is pressed on the couch, one leg thrown over my husband's shoulders. One hand is on her boobs on display, and the other is pressing into her thighs.

Not tender. Testing. “You’re scared of me,” she said. “No,” Cassian whispered. “I’m scared for you.” And then she kissed him. Not because she needed to be kissed. Because she needed control back. It was brutal. Teeth. Pressure. A dare. And Cassian took it hands gripping her hips, mouth meeting hers with equal heat, matching fury for fury. The console behind her beeped from body contact. Screens flickered. Logs pulsed. But they didn’t stop.

The pink short flat skirt stopped few inches below her cheek butt, her blonde was neatly combed and clipped back, the white crop top she wore exposed the lower part of her breast. She looks like a professional slut! " He wants to keep a video of you, just in case you both had sex" Karen smirked at Williams. Melissa stood up slowly, she looked at Karen for a long time then at Williams. "So you could show the world that you fucked me!".