Karen Allen Tits Novels & Stories

His deep baritone traveled into Carol’s ear, and she gulped. “Um… It’s me, Carol Renae.” Titus was quiet for a brief moment before he asked, “What is it?” “The R&D department wants to know what your… kinks… are. Do you have any requests for the doll’s appearance? Do you like the pure or seductive type? Or do you have any female celebrities you like?” “I don’t like any female celebrities. They all look ridiculous, and I’m sick of them.” He was… sick of them?

After saying that, she stood up and followed the masseuse inside the private room. Karen didn't understand her words, slamming her coffee cup onto the table. "Don't you guys think she's going too far? All she does is target me and laugh at me. Do you think I want the old lady to be a streamer? That kind of profession is no different from begging!" Jenna felt awkward and handed her phone to Karen. "How about you take a look at the stream first?" "What's there to look at? It's just…" However, Karen stopped in her tracks after looking at the screen. "This is… They're on trending?"

Kate screamed in sheer pleasure and pain. It was the beginning of a long morning. *** Over a thousand miles from the popular Grand Cayman Island, Karen was stripped bare with her hands cuffed against two metal poles. It had taken barely an hour to set up. Her mouth was gagged and her eyes were blindfolded. The poles were placed distance apart, enough to stretch her legs to its limit, and cuff the base of her legs against them. Underneath, a mini air conditioner blew cold air into her pussy, teasing her. Beautiful memories of when Denzel tortured her cane into her mind. But this moment was more fascinating because she could torture Damian in return. Her pussy hole housed a small ball. She had

5" girlcock. Andalee smiled at her and nodded her approval. She then turned to the next girl and beckoned her to stand up. "My name is Kassandra Wen and something interesting about me is that I am Island High School League 100 yard dash champion," she said and Kassandra looked like a sprinter. She was tall at 5'9 and weighed only 115lbs. She had tiny breasts, barely needing the sports bra she wore. She had the build of a supermodel, with slender arms, thin stomach, and athletic legs. Her skin was black like chocolate and her hair was black and tied back in a bun on the back of her head. Her eyes were brown and she had delicate, beautifully feminine features. She had a 6.5" girlcock.

and lips came crashing into mine. F*ck*ng hell. Karen! Is this what she planned all along? I unwrapped her arms that were already around my neck and pushed her away. She fell backward, landing on the bed. She pulled a rope on the wall, and a dim blue light emerged. My eyes widened. She was wearing a net mini gown that barely reached halfway down her thighs, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her chest sat firm beneath a short tie wrapped around her neck… Karen was busty, with that slim waist that could drive a man insane. A d*mn near-perfect figure, very dangerous curves in all the right places.

I rather hoped the latter won out. “Carlie,” he started, shocked when I didn’t back down. I pulled my top free and my tits bounced in full view. Now, I have to tell you, I have great tits. My p**n director said they were the rare kind — full and ripe without silicone, firm as cantaloupes, and great for sucking and fucking — so when I pulled my top off, I knew Neil’s resistance didn’t stand a chance. And I wasn’t wrong. I toyed with the light pink areolas, pinching the nipples until they hardened into tight berries. “Like what you see, Daddy?”

Karen and her friend, Lauren, scooted over to the bar at the conference hotel, their arms grazing lightly as they settled into barstools and ordered their martinis. Karen is a curvy brunette with dark eyes, a deep tan, and a full mouth. For her friend, she is a willowy blonde, petite and graceful, with big expressive eyes and an irresistible sweetness. She have a normal body and well endowed in perfect places more than Karen. Karen is a beautiful girl but not to be compared to Lauren. They do make quite a pair, and they are as close as friends can be, except that Karen had a secret that Lauren don't know.

Allen said Pearl did so, creating a space between her breasts and hands, which Allen guided his cock into. Thrusting back and forwards, Pearl felt his dick sliding on her chest under her clasped hands as she gave him the best tit fuck any b-cupped nineteen year old possibly could. Pearl stared down at his cock as it repeatedly peeked out from under her hands and imagined it spurting cum on to her face. What would that feel like? After a while, Allen shuffled back down the bed and replaced the camcorder on its strip, then stood up.

Mom's bed was length wise against the opposite wall giving me a full view of it, and what a view it was! Karen was lying on her back, and Mom was kneeling over her, they were both naked and my eyes danced back and forth, taking in their tits. Karen's were smaller than mom's with rose colored nipples that were currently being teased by my mother's tongue. I watched, my cock already swollen, as Mom made a show of teasing the tip of her tongue around Karen's tit, tracing her nipple, before sucking it into her mouth. Karen moaned softly and reaching between them, started to play with Mom's tits, rolling her nipples between her fingers.

Aunt Karen arrived first, diamond rings flashing as she set down her gift and walked straight to the throne. “Oh my goodness, look at these udders,” she cooed, voice loud enough for the whole room to hear. She cupped both tits from underneath and lifted. The weight made Nina moan. Milk dripped faster. Karen squeezed, experimental. Two thick streams shot out and splashed her wrist. “Still warm,” she laughed, and latched on. Her lips sealed around Nina’s left nipple and she sucked hard, cheeks hollowing, throat working with every pull. Milk flooded her mouth so fast she had to swallow twice in five seconds.