Novel & Cerita Lesbian Scat

Once seated, she started throwing a composed counter attack. “I just heard you knew about my grandmother, but I am afraid my lord that I wasn’t much familiar with you except that you were the vulgar man I once saw at the flea market making out with my aspiring handmaid,” Lady Francesca straight forwardly asked without mincing her words. Not even for her handmaid. ‘T was the truth after all. They should take responsibility on their previous actions. They do not have the right to be mad over something they are actually guilty at. Lord Syford slightly laugh at her bold remarks when her lovely muse Catherine was burning in hot seat embarrassment. In return, the Feldencian woman couldn’t help but

Lani couldn't help the shiver that crawled down her skin. With messy thoughts, Lani leaned in, connecting their lips. His were soft against her own as they moved in sync. She could feel his passion, his desire and his restraint, it made her crawl on top of him and straddle his hips. She wanted to feel him in every way possible and her clouded thoughts weren't helping one bit. Scar, however, was in ecstasy from the feel of her small body close to his. Grinding his hips into hers, Lani gasped allowing Scar to slip his tongue into her mouth swiftly. Lani felt disgusted at the noises coming out of her mouth, though, she now understood why all the whores of the club enjoyed sexual contact so much

Lisa questioned, her hands on her hips as she gave the cleaner a hard stare. The cleaner scoffed, picking up her bucket of water with the mop stick already in it, "why should I apologize? Is it my fault that your lesbian girlfriend can't see and rather ran into me because she was too caught up in her lesbian romantic life as she pulled you into the building the way she did."

"Don't try anything funny, okay? Some of the girls are still underage." She nodded vigorously with a wide smile. To our surprise, no one stopped us. I guess it was because they saw my VIP pass, or that they probably thought Karmen was one of the models. Elise was quite a familiar face that everyone just smiled at her as they passed by. Everything went smoothly. We got into the dressing room again. Girls walked around the place in their sexy underwear. "Oh my ovaries," Karmen breathed as she looked at them. "This is how lesbians get pregnant."

She stood up, kissed me deep so I could taste myself, and whispered hotly in my ear: “This is just the beginning, baby. I’m not done with this pussy tonight.” We stepped out. The other girls stared, horny and shocked. The energy in the room had completely changed. I had no idea my secret crush was a filthy lesbian too… but I was about to find out just how nasty she could get.

My dating debacles seemed to bring all the women in my life together. Somehow, through no fault of my own, Veronica, Trish, Beck, Stella, and Roxie had all formed an alliance against my sexuality. One would think lesbians would welcome other women into their tribe, encourage them to explore the nether lips, embrace the love of estrogen-not my friends. The more time I spent with them, the closer we all became, which was great, except they'd united in a plight to return me to the heterosexual dating pool. I felt cheated, unwanted. I threatened to call the LGBTQ Human Alliance about their discrimination, to which they all found great humor.

“Scott, I don’t care if she returned from another planet. If you got on so well, why didn’t you ask for her number? She could have been your first date.” “She couldn’t have,” he argues. “But she could.” “No, she couldn’t.” “Why?” “Because they were gay.” “Gay?” Katie and I exchange looks. “Scott,” I frown. “You’re telling me that on the first night we take you to test your flirting technique, the night we unleash you on the female population, you spend half the night chatting up a lesbian couple.” “Not chatting up. Well, I started off trying to chat them up, but when they told me their circumstances, it became let of a chatting up and more of a chat.”

I licked her through it, slower now, until she tugged me up by the hair for a messy kiss. We made it to the couch eventually. Clara retrieved the glass toy from the bedroom and a small bottle of lube. She coated it while I watched, then guided me onto my back. She pushed the toy inside me slowly, watching my face the entire time. Once it was seated deep she climbed over me in reverse, lowering her wet center to my mouth while she took the toy in hand and began to fuck me with it.

“Clean it up slut.” Sophia opened her mouth next and he shoved inside her deep, fucking her throat until she gagged and drooled all over her tits. He spat in to "Making it earlier for you slut" Riley and Amara watched silently in total awe and disgusting. Heat building in between each of their legs. “Good. Now the others. Show them their place.” He made Sophia crawl over and kiss Riley’s pussy first, then Amara’s. Forced lesbian shit. The girls didn’t fight it anymore. They spread their legs and let Sophia lick while Daniel stroked himself.

My body was like a glass vessel filled with water—ready to overflow with the slightest shake. My dam of reason was crumbling, and a sweet sob escaped from my throat. "Mhm, Doctor..." I buried my face in my arms, but my waist lifted, leaving me in a shameful position. Heath's movements suddenly became rough. The sound of fabric tearing echoed through the examination room. I felt a chill as my skin became completely exposed to the air. He adjusted my position, making me kneel with my hips raised higher. "What a slut! What a perfect natural fleshlight!" His voice was unbelievably hoarse.