Novel & Cerita Kira Kosarin Porn

Or at least… Lena suspected. Kira’s arousal spiked to dizzying heights. She rubbed her clit frantically, watching as Keith stood and pulled Lena up, bending her over the couch arm so her ass faced the window. He entered her in one smooth thrust. Lena’s eyes locked on Kira’s window again, lips parted, mouthing something Kira couldn’t make out. The realization that they might be performing for her pushed Kira over the edge. She came with a choked cry, soaking her fingers, body trembling.

Kira rested her upper body on her forearms and wiggled her ass back and forth in the air. "Go on, I'm ready for you." She told him in a breathy moan. He positioned himself behind her, and lined his tip up with her opening. His head brushed against her clit, passing over it and rubbing it slightly. She moaned and used two wayward fingers to spread herself wider for him. The swollen head of his cock split the smaller woman's pussy and he was greeted with the clutching heat of her cunt. Kira rolled her hips over him, his cock stretched her wide but she was desperate for more.

Kieran's eyes rake over my body in the dim moonlight coming through the window, hungry and dark. "Fucking perfect." He cups my breasts roughly, pinching my nipples until I have to bite my lip hard to keep from moaning. "Three years I've wanted to see these. Three years of watching you bounce around in those little tops, knowing you weren't wearing a bra." "Kieran, please." "Please what?" He drops one hand between my legs and finds me already wet, arousal slicking my inner thighs. "Please stop? Or please don't stop?" "Don't stop. Please don't stop."

It was overwhelming, and it was… good. A thick cock—her cock, she’d started to think of them as hers—was buried deep in her pussy. Marcus, the one with the cruel smile, was gripping her hips, slamming his pelvis against her ass with a wet, rhythmic slap. “You’re so fucking tight, baby,” he grunted, his eyes locked on the camera phone propped on the dresser. “Show them how a real whore creams on a dick.”

"Where'd you learn to . . . uhm, you know." Shamira smiled. "Clara is a good teacher." "Just checking. Ooh!" Kira cooed as the vampire went back to work. She gave her husband a lustful glance and then let his pole penetrate her mouth again. Shamira flicked her tongue against that hard little clit, loving how it made Kira's body shake just a little bit. She sucked on each labia, swirled her tongue deep, then when back after the clitoris with a vengeance. Kira was moaning like a banshee . . . or at least what Kira imagined a banshee would sound like. She'd never met one. Shamira got a naughty idea. She grabbed Kira's climaxing body, lifted it up, and placed it securely on her husband's dick.

I quickened the pace and let a moan slip out. "I wish I could do that for you," Kiara replied. "Let's finish off." Kiara sent a photo of her on the chair with her legs apart. I could see the light reflected off her wet dark pink pussy. I stared at the picture as I continued to jerk off. "I'm close." I quickly typed. "Cum for me, baby." She replied. I took a video as I came and let her see the white cum slide down the side of my dick. "Fuck, that's hot." She texted and a few minutes later another message came through. "I orgasmed. That was fun."

Kir shrugs as she continues to work through the movements. Linaria frowns at the last bit of Kir's explanation but hides her disapproval and asks, "want to spar a bit?" Kir ceases her movements and her jaw drops as she flicks her head in Linaria's direction. "Really?" She asks, a feline tail popping out from behind her. Linaria simply nods her head, a smile forming on her face.

His hands stilled. “No,” I said, turning to look at him. I ran my fingers through his thick dark hair. “I’m not mad. It’s just… weird.” “Weird?” he echoed, confused. “Yeah. Having sex while your men are all staring at me from these pictures?” He let out a low laugh and kissed my neck again, running his hands through my hair. “Those fuckers aren’t my men, Kira.” “Liar,” I smirked, picking up one of the photos. “I’ve seen this guy before. He’s definitely one of yours.”