Kira Kosarin Porn Novels & Stories

I asked with a little smile, already suspecting what she was so worked up about. She almost tripped on the rug, “She’s been exposed! Kira has been exposed online!” “Show me.” Jess rushed over and pushed her phone into my hand. I unlocked the screen and instantly a cold satisfaction bloomed in my chest. My lips curved into a small, cold smirk as I scrolled. Finally. #Kira Brown: Model or Manipulator? #Exposed: Kira’s Fake Contracts! #Insider Reveals: She Slept Her Way to Fame! Photo after photo flashed: grainy shots of Kira leaving hotels late at night, documents showing her fake credentials, and voice recordings of her mocking her fans and calling them “idiots.”

I move dangerously close to her. She has removed her skirt and bra, her beautiful breasts beckoning me. She's in a thong, her thighs spread wide. She looks magnificent like this! She licks her lips, eager to take me inside her! I take my time getting to her, wanting to prolong her anticipation. I position myself between her thighs, my eyes tracing her breasts, then, like a shark, I pounce on my prey. She lets out a cry of surprise. I devour those breasts that make me so hungry. My hands squeeze them tightly: - Oh... Aless....

Kira was kneeling and sucking on his dick while Ezekiel moaned delightfully. Goodness. Kira wasn’t just doing that. She had only her panties on. Her bra was gone too. Who knew if they had just finished a round of sex?

I declared as I pushed two fingers into her tight hole, making her groan in pain. I would have preferred getting her more wet, but she was being difficult and I needed to hear her yell my name. “That’s right, baby.” I stated as I repeatedly withdrew my fingers before pushing them in harder. “You should see how tight her pūssy wraps around my fingers, Padrino.” I teased the asšhole through the video. I really wish I could see his face when he watches the video. He should never have messed with what’s mine. Santoro men are untouchable, as is what’s ours.