Lana Dallas Cock Novels & Stories

Really, I had just grown too accustomed to this uniform of mine and wasn’t really in the mood for fancy dresses or heels. Lana, though, didn’t let that stop her. I smirked as every male’s head in the tavern turned as she strutted up to the bar, clad in a tight pink dress and three-inch stilettos that made her impressive leg muscles pop even more. While I waited, I sank a little further down into my seat and sighed. When I was with Lana, just the two of us, everything else normally fell away; but tonight, the tavern just felt like a poor distraction from those words that wouldn’t stop swirling around in my head.

While she continued using her hands on herself, fondling her breasts, stomach, and pussy, Candace got up from the floor and went to stand beside her. In just under a minute, my cock had sprang back to life. It was explosively erect and my body became tense with an overwhelming yearning that made me tremble. Lana slid her index finger into her mouth while her second hand went down to the middle of her legs to start grazing her pussy. “Don’t you think we’ve tortured him enough?” Candace whispered loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. “Let’s just get this over with.” Lana turned around to face her and kissed her fully on the lips. “Relax, Candace. I want him to be fully prepped up befor

Lana commented as she unzipped her midnight black puffer coat. When they got to the middle of the aisle, she stopped and took the coat off. Dax’s blue eyes nearly popped out of his head. Lana was wearing a tighter than tight white turtleneck that showed off her good size assets. Dax swallowed hard. “Is it okay if we sit here?” she asked softly as she turned to him. “Oh, yeah,” Dax mumbled as he was looking at her chest.

She had barely settled into the master bedroom, naked and curled on her side with a pillow under her heavy belly, when the doorbell rang. Damien’s jaw tightened. He checked the cameras before opening the door. Lana. The tall, sharp-featured woman stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, her dark hair pulled back tightly, dressed in a fitted black outfit that showed off her athletic body. She was an old associate from Damien’s darker dealings someone who had once shared his taste for control. And she had always wanted Raven.

Full breasts, wide hips, and that smooth shaved pussy still wet from earlier. “Lie down properly,” she orders. I stretch out on the wide couch. My cock stands straight up, still hard and slick with Mia’s juices and my own cum from the van. Lana climbs over me and faces my feet. She lowers herself slowly, guiding my cock into her tight pussy in reverse cowgirl. The heat of her walls wraps around me completely. She feels slick and hot as she sinks all the way down until her ass rests against my stomach. She starts to move. Her round ass bounces up and down in a steady rhythm. Each time she drops, her cheeks clap loudly against my skin. I watch my cock disappear inside her again and again. The

Lana's biological parents' foster daughter who so happens to have co-starred with the late actress in the upcoming movie, Snow Fall Love ' "Holy fucking fuck!!!"

Lucas's hand now pulled Lana's waist, bringing her body closer to him. "Lucas, let go. Remember, I'm not yours anymore." "You're still mine, Kanaya." "Enough, Lucas! Our relationship is now only between boss and subordinate." Lana broke free from Lucas and immediately walked into the room. ** Lana came out of the room wearing a red Sabrina dress that wrapped her body perfectly. Her smooth white shoulders were clearly visible, giving her an elegant yet seductive look. Lucas, who had been sipping the drink served by Aunt Yaya, looked stunned for a moment. His eyes scanned Lana's appearance with undisguised hunger.

She replied and he found his lips mouth pout in surprise. “That's cool.” He mumbled. “Then do you think you could still hear it from the parking area?” Dylan asked further. His brow raised in doubt. Was that humanly possible? He thought, but then he remembered. Lana was a dragon. “The park… should be fine too.” Lana nodded. “Awesome.” Dylan pulled away and Lana glanced up at him for answers. But he could only give a slight shrug back. He also had no idea what Dylan was up to or what he had in mind.

She tries to speak, but I don’t let her. I kiss her again before trailing lower, down her throat, leaving marks along her collarbone. “Who did you sell me out to?” I repeat, this time against her skin as my teeth scrape over her sensitive flesh. Lana’s chest heaves, she is aroused but she still manages to shake her head. “I didn’t,” she breathes. I chuckle briefly. “You’re a damn good liar, Lana.”

"And about Damien, I think he's falling for you. But he's probably scared because of his past relationships. He knows you're a gem and he's scared to lose you. End of story." "How do you know that?" "I read a lot of books." Lana wiggles her eyebrows and puts on some lipstick. She throws on a black coat over the black dress and slides into silver heels. She puts on a lot of perfume before she grabs her purse and phone. "My uber is here." She smiles. "Be a bad girl tonight, okay?" "I should be the one saying that." I chuckle. "The only bad thing I'm going to do tonight is probably puke on your couch."