Lara Logan Porn Novels & Stories

She laid down and removed the lacy panties she was wearing. She opened her legs wide as she slowly fondled with her slit. It was throbbing and swollen from last night, but she still wanted more of it. Logan’s mouth dropped open, but he didn’t say a word. He simply left the room and wrapped his cock in one of the many condoms he bought yesterday night before he proceeded out to the sitting room.

Logan stares at the bikini female intently and couldn't help but drool over her. The sexy damsel caught him staring and chuckles. "You love what you see. Don't you?" She asks and widens her legs making her pussy lines visible for him to see. Logan gulps a lump of spittle but didn't say a word. "Speechless huh?" She giggles and caresses her boobs. "I'm all yours if you want" she adds, unclasps her bra, and wiggled her big round firm boobs at him.

She said to her empty room. She closed her eyes and said a silent prayer and continued her work only this time she didn’t hear any voice any more. Stella and Aaron. Lara is not just a name, Lara significed evil, death, torture, Pain. Lara was worst than a devil, any demon, any fend, any ghoul. Lara was the worst of them all. She was a diffrent kind of ghoul, She stood in dimlight in the room with paintings, writing her name with black paint on the white board. Every letter she wrote, She wrote it with hatred, She wrote it with anger.

Lara’s laugh was breathless, cruel, dripping with triumph. “Too shy? That’s fine,” she whispered. “I’ll do the talking for both of us.” She spread her legs wider, shameless, grinding the toy against her clit. Her hips bucked, her body trembling as her orgasm built sharp and fast. She held Mia's gaze the entire time, eyes dark, unrelenting. “I’m gonna come,” Lara panted, voice breaking. “And you’re gonna watch every fucking second of it.” The command cracked something in Mia. She sat rigid, breathing fast, every nerve on fire. She couldn’t look away even if she wanted to.

"Just how shameless are you? How dare you still dream of marrying Adrian when the truth has already come to light? Alright then, let me reveal your true colors for all to see! I wonder how long you can keep this up!" With that, she once again turned on the large screen and began showing everyone a group of photos. In them, I was holding the arm of a middle-aged man who clearly looked incredibly wealthy. Our posture was intimately close as we entered the same car together. Pointing at the photo, Sarah cried out derisively, "Winona, don't you earn enough from those porn videos? Here you are, being the mistress of a wealthy man in private as well. You sure are going all out for money, huh?"

Orla sat up and turned around, she went down on her knees and pushed her ass upright backwards, Logan positioned himself behind her and inserted his Dick immediately, a moan escaped his lips, he began to thrust into her in the doggy position. Orla bit on the sheets to stop her from screaming out loud, Logan was really hitting it deep, she could feel his Dick in her womb and she absolutely loved it. She had not been fucked this good in a very long time. * * * * * * * * * * Logan buttoned his shorts and grabbed his boots from the shelf, he began to put it in when Orla groaned and opened her eyes. “Hey, sleepy head,” he said and smiled at her. She had fallen asleep immediately after she reached

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My panties are entirely soaked through with my juice, and I rub my clit as I watch the way she licks his cock. “Good girl…” Felix hisses as his hips buck upwards. Lara pulls back and I watch the way she straightens her back and pushes her big breasts together. “Damn baby, where did you learn that from?” Felix asks in a strained voice as Lara envelops his cock with her breasts. “I saw it in a film…wanted to do it for you, big brother” she says and I groan as she spits on it. Her saliva dribbles down to the head of the cock peaking from between her breasts.

Logan asked, his voice seductively husky. “Yes, daddy,” I licked my lips and answered, opening my legs to grant his hands more access to me. Logan pressed his hand against my vagina, and my lace pant greased my clitoris, making me wet all over. “You naughty little girl, your panties are soaked,” Logan said. “Mm-hmm,” I hummed because there was nothing more that I could say. Logan quickly pulled over by the road. Fortunately, we have not gotten to the main express road yet, so there is no chance of other road users watching us.

In the shower with his hand over my mouth while Ryan brushed his teeth on the other side of the door. In Ryan’s bed the night he worked late—Logan making me ride him slow, whispering how much tighter I felt when I knew it was wrong. He came inside me every time. Never used protection. Told me he wanted me leaking him when Ryan fucked me later. I let him. I craved it. Logan flew home eventually. But the texts never stopped. Filthy videos of him stroking his cock—identical to Ryan’s—captioned ‘Thinking of you, sis-in-law.’