Katara Sexy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My lips stretching around him as I took him deeper, swirling my tongue along his length. Rob watched, stroking his own cock with eyes dripping with desire. “Shit, she's so fucking sexy." Jack’s hand tightened in my hair, his hips moving slightly and pushing himself deeper. “Damn right. You’re so good at this,” he groaned. “Keep going, just like that.” I moaned around him, the sound making him curse. Rob came up and knelt beside me, his hand sliding down my back to my ass and squeezing hard. “You’re killing us, Katy,” he said, his fingers teasing between my thighs again, brushing my still-sensitive clit. “So fucking hot.”

My eyes roamed hungrily all over her body until they landed on the tattoo inked right below her navel. Holy fuck. “No fucking way…” I muttered. Katricia’s eyes went wide with panic as she tried to cover her tits and pussy with her hands, but it was useless cause I'd already seen everything. "Nelson! How dare you walk in without knocking?! Get out!” She shrieked, pointing frantically at the door. Ignoring her, I stepped inside and locked the door behind me, drinking in the sight of her naked skin. “All this time you’ve been walking around the house in those baggy hoodies and loose jeans, pretending to be the perfect innocent little stepsister… and you’re actually Lunar Katt? The masked slut w

“I mean, redhead, with red hair. It suits you so well. (Wow, I'm already a baby? Cool!) — Ahhh! How are you? Are you still asking? Super! You are just crazy. And so do I now. - I'm glad — Keith, tell me your address, please? And a phone number too... - Why? - Do not be afraid, not to hang around under your windows like a maniac, or get calls - call at night and sniff into the phone (although, for this too ...). I want to send you a present. - I hope not a check for Internet sex services? %))) - Damn it, Keith! Flowers! - Kidding. I'm a little… how is that… indecent? - Ashamed? Uncomfortable? - Yes. - Why? - I didn't do that before. - Me too. You have nothing to be ashamed of. You are beautif

She protested. “You have to, it’ll help get part of your image back, it’ll keep your father busy and also get you more fans” Alessandro replied and she shook her head. “I feel hot right now, let’s talk about something else.. something better” Isabelle said sexily, moving close to Alessandro, her eyes was eating up his figure and her panties were getting wetter with each word he said. “No young lady, until you accept to give to the orphans, there’ll be no sex for you”

“Hmmm.... “ Kataleya dipped her hands into Igor's black hair, delighting in the caresses, but just to tease him more, Kataleya pushed him and moved away, leaving his lap. Igor sighed in sexual frustration when he saw her walking away. “Do you want to torture me, damn it? Kataleya laughed mischievously and continued moving her waist, just to make him crazier than before. Kataleya's slit skirt swayed with small gestures, enhancing her curves and making her more sensual. She held her hair and accelerated the movements of her waist, which consequently shook her breasts. She looked beautiful, sensual for him and most importantly, not ashamed to show her body. “Ooohh... “ Igor moaned, masturbating

"Say it like you mean it." Her plaintive expression shifts back to rage. "Fuck you, Sasha." Her hips are still undulating like she can't keep still. She keeps her attention on my cock. "Sit on the table." My voice is strict, no room for negotiation. Katerina eyes me warily. The strength from before has faded away, the lust taking full control. Balancing herself, she hops up onto the wooden edge. "Spread your legs for me." She obeys, pushing her knees as wide as she can. Her pussy is the same shade of pink as my favorite garden roses.

He casually wore a bath towel on his lower body, and his deep eyes looked towards the bed. The bed was empty. The woman had left, but there was a trace of dark red on the white sheets. Roy frowned slightly, feeling a little irritated for some reason. Suddenly, the phone on the bedside rang. "Mr. Robert I'm really really sorry. The supermodel I was supposed to send over last night had a car accident on the way..." Roy's cold face froze, and with a snap, the phone was hung up directly. The woman with long curly hair, lowered her head, and hugged her clothes with both hands. She looked dazed, and walked towards main road in a hurry...

She threw in my line with a smile that I hate to say it is so me that I should be terrified. “Liliana Claretta Bellomo! You will lower that finger now, or I will bind your powers till you turn sixteen.” Katrina warned, appearing in the office doorway looking breathtaking, even eight months pregnant. Until her first pregnancy, I didn’t realize I had a pregnancy fetish. Or maybe I have a Katrina fetish. Yeah, that sounds better. At her best and worst, I don’t think she has a worst, and I find myself turned on just looking at her. And right now is no different.

As I watched I realized that drunk was really the right word, but it had nothing to do with alcohol, Katrina was drunk on lust, the entire room was. Everywhere around me people were engaged in every sexual act imaginable and in every possible combination, directly in front of the altar where Katrina was sucking off my brothe, two women were on their hands and knees kissing each with a man behind them fucking them doggy style. Turning my head I saw the blond on my left had left the man she had been fucking, and was lying on her back in a 69 with a gorgeous young black girl. While I watched a tall man with long black hair and a cock that rivaled my brother's in size, came up behind the girl an

**** Riri was headed to the library when she met up with Miss Katrina who obviously wasn't happy on seeing her. Katrina grimaced, scrutinizing her with her eyes. She became exasperated as she thought, "What does he even see in her that I don't have?" Katrina although in her late thirties was a very beautiful woman. She was bodily endowed as her ass and boobs were worth dying for. She also had the face of a goddess and her looks were enchanting. Most men wanted to have a taste of her honey pot, because of this, she was always able to get whatever and whoever she wanted. No man has ever resisted her charms, well, except of course Drake. Today.