Kay Hansen Sextape Novels & Stories

COOLEY I shook my head quickly. “No.” I took a breath. “He drugged me with an aphrodisiac.” I saw how his fingers trembled. “He said his supplier mixed things up and there was no antidote,” I continued. “Sex was the only way to burn it out before it kills.” Hansen surged to his feet, eyes widening. "Nonsense.That's rape. Sue the bastard!" I looked away. "I can't. More trouble's the last thing I need. I just get through with him,then vanish from his side."

One says, ‘no audio’ and Kaia suggests he watch that one, since the one with audio is extremely vulgar. “Okay. Let’s see what we got.” He said inserting the USB. He turned the screen around and suddenly there is a vulgar display of her husband and another woman in bed, then in the shower and it’s like watching a badly filmed XXX show. Then the next video is of a threesome, followed by a blonde and then another woman. The last video is Kaia entering the house and catching him with the last woman and then the beating he gave her at the end. I growled low in my chest seeing it. I didn’t see it before because I was tied up. But having watched it, Kaia let it happen on purpose. She didn’t try to

There is no way a woman like her can pull those off without strong connections. Who exactly was she working with? She definitely hadn’t done this alone. “Miss Harnes, it seems a sex tape of your immoral activities has been circulating around the internet today. Can you tell us who the man in the video is?” a reporter asked, shoving her microphone towards my face, and I stumbled back in shock. “Records and comparisons have been made and it is apparent the man in the video is not your husband—Xavier Kingsley. So what does that have to say about your relationship?” another asked as they crowded me.

MISHA GASPED AND covered her mouthed the moment she saw the four pictures that Kayla had sent her. The photos unmistakably showed Soren kissing another girl. He was sitting while the girl was standing in front of him, leaning towards him, their lips locked in a seemingly passionate kiss. And the date on the photos showed that they were taken during the time that she and Soren were already friends.

“Shit,” Kayla grumbled. Curious I went after her and found her standing in the middle of a fairly large sitting room with dimmed lights and overdone furnishings. It was devoid of life but an old tv played a recorded sex tape. “Yes, Leo,” the woman in the video mourned. A man with a full head of ebony black hair was licking his way down her body. “He’s not here. I can’t sense him,” Kayla said flatly. She bent to return the gun. My eyes remained fixed on the screen. The camera shifted until the face of the athletic-built guy going down on the woman came into view.

She found it difficult to descend. Rhett followed her gaze after noticing her transformation. "Who is that?" Haley brought out her phone, pointing her phone at the kissing couple. Something else, a repressed feeling, was hinted at in his quiet voice. Haley laughed softly, mockingly, recalling how she had presented Kieran to him the previous time. "Yes." With a curious question in his gaze, Rhett turned to face her. Haley videotaped for over two minutes while hiding behind him, then put her phone aside and turned to face Rhett . "My story is quite a drama," she said. When I have time, I'll go into more detail."

I am watching Keatton, and I’s a sex tape. Like our moans and conversation echoes inside the theater room, I don’t fucking care if anyone will hear this. This is my house—my mansion, to be precise, and I hold all the power on this. my dick is still hard as fuck even after busting for the tenth now. I enjoyed watching Keatton feeling both pain and pleasure as I engulfed his hole with my anaconda. It is a collection of our old sex tape with the recent one where he had a pussy. Damn. I love to put my tongue back inside him again.

I told her, unable to hide my fascination for her. Hansen turned her head and grabbed her hand tightly. He must have done it to calm her down because I could see how her eyes changed color. After seeing that she was calmer, Hansen approached me in a challenging way. He grabbed me by my shirt, coming closer, and said, "You think I am so stupid, I am not Maxon, and I will not allow you anything. The simple fact that you are breathing is an insult to me. Stay away from us. I will not repeat it to you because the next time I see you, it will be to rip your head off," Hansen said.

“Don’t worry. It’s not p**n. It’s better.” One of my men handed me the tablet, and I eagerly clicked on ‘play.’ Saint had done a great job stitching together the kind of videos that ruin a man permanently. He dropped every single one of them in my email. Videos of Kex laughing as he raped multiple young girls, sneering as he handed these girls over to traffickers like meat to the slaughter, grinning while bruised teenagers were dragged out of vans by men with dead eyes... There was even a clip where he slapped a crying teenager and told her, "No one's coming for you. Your father already sold you to me."

Perez asked in a low growl, “Are you not scared of being killed when you interfere with what I, Hans Perez, do?” Kayson chuckled. “Yeah, all of you trying to kill me over some trivial matters. You guys are really getting comfortable.” Hans was infuriated. “I’m Hans Perez of Skyspring’s Perez family!” Kayson took a step forward and slapped Hans. Disbelief colored Hans’ face. “H-how dare you slap me!?” “I already slapped you, and you asked how dare I do it? F*cked your brain out when you sleep around every day?”