Liam Leigh Gay Porn Novels & Stories

Liam reaches down between us and begins rubbing my clit in time with his thrusts. I come apart. My whole consciousness explodes, a dazzling display of fireworks on the Fourth of July. My fingernails claw down Liam’s back as he comes on the heels of my orgasm, thrusting deep and releasing inside me. He groans and presses his sweaty forehead to mine, wavy tendrils of his hair tickling my skin. “Well, that was rather ungentlemanly of me,” he murmurs. “If that was ungentlemanly, I can’t imagine what gentlemanly sex is like,” I pant.

Liam says but his hand is on her pussy. "You're so wet Lea" Liam says and Lea grabs Liam's hand, puts both of his fingers in her mouth, and sucks them. "You're so naughty," Liam says, he pulls his fingers and changes their position, hovering over Lea's body, looking at her from above is the best, but looking at Lea from below is even better. "You want it again?" Liam said. "Yes, please give it back to me," Lea said and Liam immediately devoured Lea's lips.

His secretary Aileen, was in the other car with her husband, Kyle. It's sad to think that Kyle won't be able to fuck me anymore. I have to accept that. It is bad to fuck someone who is already married, right? I will only be hurt when I still push this dream. I consider Aileen as another friend even though we only met recently. I don’t know myself but I feel tired for reasons. It's been a long day and I'm sure, a little rest is worth it. Kyro was asleep next to me. He was lying with his head resting on my thighs.

It felt so… A tremor ran through me and I realized I was fucking hard right now. Yep. I’m gay.

Then I slipped out, cock already stirring again. Liam’s door was cracked, lamplight spilling. I pushed it open. He lay on the bed in black briefs, legs spread, hand lazily stroking himself through the fabric. "Took you long enough," he whispered. I locked the door. "Emily’s asleep." "Good." He peeled the briefs down, cock springing free. "Get over here and finish what you started." I stripped fast, cock hard and slick from Emily. Liam noticed, eyes darkening. "You fucked her."

he teased, and she heard it even though it was muttered under his breath. “That is not the point!” Rhea snapped. “Any woman would say no if you proposed like this, especially here in the hospital where my mother is confined. And you ask for a favor while disrespecting me. Why would I marry a gay man? I want a real man, someone like Timothée Chalamet, Orlando Bloom, or Lee Min Ho. Women and gay men want the same thing—men. There is no contest there.”

I whimpered as my body neared its edge, and when I felt his tongue against me, when he started sucking me… “Don’t stop…” Of course, he did. “Liam!” He didn’t wait, though. He didn’t even give me the chance to complain before he positioned himself against my clit. My eyes widened at the depth of the new position, and wrapping his arms around me, he lay on top of me. “Liam…” “I am going to make sure that you scream my name.” He whispered, stopping me as he pushed himself inside me completely. “And if you walking is going to be an issue, I am more than willing to carry you around all day.”

I really can't believe that my assole had actually managed to dilate to that extent. It was a shocking and exciting sight, that of my ass bouncing and crushing under his strokes. I would never have thought until a few hours earlier that I would find myself doggy style being fucked out of my mind by William. I mean this is a hard, manly penetration, this kind of mad fucking is everything my husband has never given me.

She’d never been this attracted to any man before. She reached her climax with Ray’s thick fingers inside of her. Her body jerking as she rode out her pleasure. Ray gently removed his fingers from inside her and placed them into his mouth, slowly licking away the juices with a satisfied hum. Leah wrapped her arms and legs around him and quickly rolled them both over so that she was on top. She heard him chuckle, but he didn’t resist the urge to lie flat on his back. She straddled his waist and ground her hips against his erection.

I tilted my head sideways so I could read the block letters scrawled across the paper hanging from Margaret's hand - Under 18 Rejected Players. Great.