Keaton Belle Sex Novels & Stories

When she smiled, Belle felt chilled running down her back, she guessed, “Is that woman, Kore?” “Exactly, the demoness who take care of the pleasures in Hell,” responded Leon, watching Belle’s head tilted to the side. “Pleasure?” “Sex,” Leon answered, causing her face to turn red at once. Her wide eyes could only stare at him as she was speechless to hear what he said. “Wha— What are you saying so loud in the open?!” Belle raised her hand wanting to cover his mouth. Leon didn’t dodge her and let her placed her small hands over him.

He left, and I sat down in the styling chair as a beautiful woman approached with a friendly smile. “So,” she said playfully, “I didn’t know you and Mr Knight were…” she winked. I chuckled and shook my head. “No. It’s nothing like that.” She relaxed. “Good. Hi, I’m Belle. I work as a makeup artist, hair stylist, and product tester for Sheill Beauty.” The name hit me like ice water. Belle. My smile stiffened. “I’m Lena,” I replied carefully. “I work at Harrington Company. I’m just friends with Mr Knight.”

Enchantia didn’t waste time herself and unbuckled the belt, opened the flyer and released that monstrous beast. Keaton pressed his shaft against her wet channel and with one thrust, Enchantia was moaning as her back was pressed against the wall and Keaton pounding deep in her. Since the two had limited amount of time, Keaton’s movements were very swift and precise that it didn’t take long before Encha reached her climax and moments later Keaton released and filled her womb with his seed. The two pressed their foreheads against each other while taking deep breaths. When he pulled out, the semen began to flow down her leg and he used his handkerchief to wipe her clean with the help of the drin

“Is that so?” “Hmm.” Layke confirmed, his hand slipping under her dress and boldly cupping her. He lowered his mouth to her ear, brushing his lips against her. “This where I’ll be very, very soon, Belle.” He promised – no, more like threatened. “Inside you, filling you with my come and making you scream.” Belle shuddered, pushing herself back from him slightly as she held his gaze with stubbornness. “I’ve met guys like you before.” She challenged. “They talk the talk but… talking doesn’t get people to orgasm, does it?”

Belle stands there, her big tits heaving under white blouse, her nipples are hard enough to see and her skirt hugging that fat ass. "Axel, we need to talk about your...bad behavior,"her voice shook while her eyes moved quickly to my dick. I see it now as she rubs her thighs together, her lips bitten red.She's horny as fuck. She steps closer,smirks. “What do you have to say Alex?... Talk!” "Talk? Nah, Miss Belle."My voice, firm, slamming my slips on hers, hard, tongue invading wet mouth. She gasps, pushes weak at first. "Mmmph—no, Axel, this is wrong! Students can't... oh fuck!"

“Don’t worry, baby. I will.” His moist lips kiss the middle of my back and send jolts of electricity straight to my core. His voice drops even lower as he seductively adds, “Long… Hard… And deep…” “Oh… Yes…” I push my butt out and spread my feet farther apart while meeting his powerful thrust. Pleasure washes over me, and my stomach coils in anticipation of my glorious release. Another voice grunts, “Tiffany! We are ready for the next shoot.”

"Your father and I have made up. Katherine. We are going to run The Haven together...just as we always should have. We are going to be a family, my dearest Katherine. Is that not wonderful?” Katherine looked dubious, "Katherine" once more. This wasn't real - Katherine knew that from the start. But she hadn't minded pretending- at first. What did Convel have to gain by showing her this? "No, you haven't. Father, what is this really about?" Katherine asked Convel suspiciousły. Convel took a step forward, going straight through Giselle who faded like a puff of smoke.

“I wouldn’t forgive you if you didn’t, handsome. That was my first elevator sex, you know. And my very first kinky as hell sex. But you still don’t know my name, how rude. I sent it along with my sexy texts.” “Celine?” I guessed flatly. She gave me a dubious smile and moved her hand to my chest, feeling me up, her eyes gleaming with delight and arousal. “My name is Belle. And boy, you feel even better than last time, baby.” When her hand started to slide lower down my body, I caught her wrist and moved her hand away. “Damn. Rough. I like it. My boyfriend isn’t half as good as you in bed.” She winked conspiratorially.