Lara Logan Porn Novels & Stories

Aella couldn't help but wonder how many women he had done this to,to be this good. Her moans began climbing high in the room now as she increased his tempo in eating her out. Grabbing his head and pushing her fingers into his dark hair, she pushed his face forward into her pussy for him to reach more depths. Her orgasm was nearing and Logan noticed this, but he had different plans. He quickly removed his face from her pussy and turned her to her back. She instinctually arched her back in preparation for a doggy style. Logan took off his boxers, placing his dick on the entrance of her pussy. He rubbed his dick cap in the face of her pussy, before slowly driving his cock into her vagina. Her v

I said. "I know it is. Come on, take a picture and made sure those babies show in it." Lara said and those babies she just said were my breast. "What if he is busy?" "He can't be too busy to see a sexy picture from his girlfriend," Natalia said. "Now stop stalling and take that picture," Lara said. I still don't get the game Lara was playing. She knew we were not dating. I know she is not supposed to talk about it with Natalia present but...

“Not too tight. Make her eyes water while you slide that thick cock into her cunt. Yeah… look at how she’s stretching around you. Push deeper. Make her feel every inch. Tell her she’s nothing but a set of holes for you today.” The redhead moaned loudly as the man obeyed, his hips snapping forward. The wet *squelch* of his cock plunging into her soaked pussy echoed through the studio. I shifted in my seat, my short skirt riding up my thighs. My nipples were painfully hard against my thin top. I could feel my juices soaking through my panties and coating my inner thighs. Ken glanced at me between takes, his eyes dark and cruel. “Having trouble sitting still, Lara? Is watching real people fuck

“Perfect. Run it by morning.” Logan hung up the call, smiling to himself. The man on the other end, (who had insisted on remaining anonymous) was the one behind two of the gossip blogs targeting Elara. And he had promised another post by morning, as per Logan's instructions. Something sharper this time. He turned, still smiling faintly to himself, and found Marielle standing in the doorway. She was staring, but not at him. Her eyes were on the wall behind their bed, the wall he'd slowly turned into a shrine of photographs. They were pinned edge to edge, most of them printed off social media pages.

Thomas growls his mate rubs his arm lovingly and he relaxes. "I'ts okay Nick, we don't have anything to hide" Mariah says and caresses my cheek. “Alright.” I agree. Reina stands next to Logan and they stare at each other with heated looks, they’re stuck in a trance until Logan tenses and looks back toward Taylor, he rubs his neck a little clearly embarrassed that he got caught ogling his mate. “Uhm right the video” Logan says nervously and I snicker. I smirk and give him a nod to press play to the video.

I curse hard when he stops moving. I see a smirk on his face and he winks at me when he turns my body. "Don't get easily mad Klara, I'm not yet finished." "Oh... Hmm..." I moaned as he entered me again. "Oh... more, please... more... oh..." I moaned in exasperation as he pulls and pushes himself inside me. Logan almost wreck my walls with his huge shaft, he even lifts my legs and put it around his waist, then he moves deeply, roughly, and fast as hell.

They’re just a pair of demon punks. He holds out his hand in a gesture that says ‘let’s get the hell out of here’ and I take it. “Step aside,” he says to them gripping my hand lightly. They're still staring at me like I'm their next meal. “You ever served a woman before, Logan? They have so many demands. But I know some that you’d be particularly happy to provide.” I cast a nervous glance at him as soon as it registers, but he doesn’t so much as blink. Instead, his grip tightens and he moves past them, and I follow silently.

I dragged Layla. We heard a sound before we reached the door. Layla stopped walking first, I stopped a second later. Moans coming through the gap in the restroom door at the end of the corridor. “Mhmm…yeahh…right there…”. A girl's voice, high and breathless, and then another. Then a low make voice,“You like that huh”, I recognized it immediately. My hand found the door before my brain signed off on it. I pushed the door open, Logan was leaning against the far wall with a girl on each side of him, one was sucking his dick and he was finger fucking the other one. He looked relaxed and unbothered.

she purred, lowering herself down. Lara didn't hesitate. Her tongue darted out, lapping hungrily at the woman's arousal for the first time. She delved deeper, flicking the clit and sucking it into her mouth as the redhead ground down harder, smothering her in wet heat. The redhead moaned loudly, hands on her own tits, pinching nipples as she rode Lara's face.

“You? A man? More like a horny raccoon with muscles.” Logan threw a fry at him. “Shut the hell up. I’m telling you, she wanted it. Girl was ready. Wore nothing but green lace panties—like, what the fuck kind of color is that to wear around your neighbor, huh?” “Symbol of consent apparently,” Skylar snorted, and they both dissolved into laughter. I just shook my head, lips quirking despite myself. “You two are sick.” “Correction,” Logan said, raising a finger, “we’re experienced. You, on the other hand…” He leaned forward, smirking. “Still holding the V-card, huh?”