Lewd Henti นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Before I could protest the emptiness, he slammed three thick fingers into my weeping hole. Curling them brutally against my walls while his thumb ground down on my swollen clit. “Lila Desire, you filthy cam whore. Your tight hole is clenching for my cock now. I’ll brutalize it and flood your womb with cum until you black out squirting.” He fingered me harder, scissorsing wide to stretch me. Obscenities poured from his lips, filthier than his streams. “Imagine my cock choking your throat, cum dripping down your chin while I rail this greedy cunt.”

, I pouted, putting two fingers in my mouth, withdrew them with saliva, rubbing it over the tip of his cock. "This i's not right, I'm married to your mum. And you're just like my daughter". I put my finger on my lip to silent him. "Do you want to see my tits?". Gosh, I sounded like a slut, and I loved it. I had Frank under my control and I was going to make him worship my body. Without hesitating, I took the nightie off, exposing my touted tits as I started playing with them. "We could do it just this once. I won't tell Mom anything".

As the tent wasn't soundproof at all, they could clearly hear the sounds of footsteps and the chatters outside the tent. At that moment, these people had no idea that the upright looking idol, Nathan Clemon, was making love to a woman inside the tent. It seemed like there was only a fine line between the lovable Nathan Clemon and the lechers who cajoled actresses for sex in exchange for better opportunities! Nathan found it exciting. It's no wonder they all love to have sex in the tent! Meanwhile, Hilda was worried that a gust of wind would lift the canvas and expose their act.

“Taking my fingers like a greedy little slut right here on the rooftop. Anyone could walk around this corner and see me ruining your tight cunt.” Her dirty words sent a fresh gush of wetness down my thighs. I clenched hard around her fingers, my legs trembling. Lena removed her hand from my mouth and grabbed my throat instead, squeezing just enough to make my eyes roll back. “You like that, don’t you? Being my secret whore.” She leaned in and bit my bottom lip hard. “Say it.” “I… I like it,” I moaned. “I’m your secret whore.” “Good girl.” She dropped to her knees right there in the shadows, yanking my dress up to my waist. In one rough motion she ripped my panties down my legs and shoved the

Holy shit. I took a deep breath so as not to laugh out loud. But I kept looking at him. It was like watching a bullshit-style porn. Ramirez looked like a comedian who has never been with a hot woman. And the girl looked like the busty blonde who didn't care about the disgusting ones made. I watched when they walked away, Ramirez breathless and the woman sketching a malicious smile. Holy shit. Prostitutes were too many liars. Did she pretend she liked that shit? Did all women have this capacity installed in their DNA?

“Let the whole neighborhood see what a used-up, cock-hungry bitch lives in this big, fancy house.” And then Mr. Henderson does something that makes me come on the spot. He doesn’t look away. He sets his coffee down, unzips his trousers, and pulls out his own old, shriveled cock, starting to stroke it slowly, his eyes glued to us. “Oh my god,” I moan, the voyeurism sending me over the edge. “He’s jerking his little old man dick to us! He’s beating his meat watching you own me!” “Fuck yeah, he is,” Leo grunts, his pace becoming frantic. “Look at you. You’re not a lady. You’re a fucking public jack-off fantasy. A free porno for the whole block.”

Lena sobbed, grinding against her mouth. Aria moaned against her — the vibration sending shockwaves through Lena’s body. She slid two fingers inside, curling them perfectly, hitting that devastating spot over and over while her mouth worked her clit mercilessly. Lena was a mess — moaning, writhing, babbling broken, filthy words. "Aria, fuck—please, don’t stop—" Aria didn’t. She fucked her through it, faster, harder, fingers thrusting deep, tongue ruthless. Lena shattered.

Lila yelped. “Answer me when I speak to you, slut.” “Yes…” she whispered, humiliated. “Yes, what?” “Yes, Sir.” Viktor chuckled darkly and spread her ass cheeks wide, staring at her cum-filled pussy. “Good girl. Now keep that ass high. I’m nowhere near done breeding you tonight.” He pushed three thick fingers into her sloppy cunt without warning, stirring his own cum deeper inside her. The wet, obscene squelching sounds made Lila’s face burn with shame.

Hugo said in an irritating tone, making Luca chuckle, but he obliged anyway. Caterina was drowning in an ultimate pool of lust. She had never experienced a two way pleasure and it was beyond her imagination. Hugo was licking her pussy with full gusto as she was the last meal and he was starving for ages. He was sucking her clit and added two thick fingers in her soaking wet pussy. “There…..” she cried out as Hugo expertly pressed his fingers at her g spot, stimulating it. Luca licked his lips in anticipation. Hugo looked at him and pulled his fingers out, towards him. Luca held his wrist while sucking his fingers into his mouth.

I said, finding my voice. "I'm sure you can use your imagination." "Women come in different figures, Ella. You should allow me the pleasure of familiarizing myself with yours." I couldn't bring myself to resist as his hands moved from their place above my head to where the t-shirt skimmed against my thigh. The pad of this thumbs slid up under the hem of the shirt and found the rolled waistband of the boxer briefs. I fought the urge to gasp as his fingers hooked themselves around the elastic and pulled the underwear down to fall at my ankles.