Liana Wilder Porn Novels & Stories

Riley blinked, caught between surprise and mild panic, as the announcer continued. “She is fierce and confident—breaking records as the first Wild Cat to enter the Top 100 on her very first trial!” The massive projector flickered to life behind him, flashing with clips of Riley’s fight with Kika—every punch, every takedown—and still images of her standing victorious, the crowd around her roaring in the footage. Some people clapped, some whispered, others stared in thinly veiled envy. But in one corner of the room, two pairs of eyes—Lucas’s and Theo’s—watched her with very different kinds of hunger.

I turned my glare on him and immediately he held his hands up in surrender. "Listen to me, Lynn... Think about all the times you relied on porn to get you through your lonely months before and after your divorce. How is getting off to two people fucking on camera any worse than actually doing the act?"

She has an innocent face but when it's time for bedtime, she's wild enough to get a man like me to go to his knees and licked that pussy admiringly. I'm looking at her slow action profoundly as I wait for her next exciting move patiently. I am pausing calmly to see her finally riding my cock, just like a wild bitch. I know bitch is not the correct word for my darling. But the dirty words are just like fuel when it comes to sex. They help you to feel hotter and aroused. Even the women also liked to hear these words during sex. They will not go to confess that, but they all loved to hear dirty talk from their man doing this kind of stuff. Because this made them go more wild and crazy with thei

I muttered, grabbing a pen from the bar and clicking it. Day opened a notebook and handed it to me. “Lights and restrooms today. Then they’ll start with furniture and getting all the little things out of the way.” “I guess they got a few too many extra men in.” I laughed. “Probably. So, aside from a Screaming Orgasm and a Blow Job, what are you thinking?” she grinned devilishly. “Slippery Nipple? Silk Panty Martini? Climax?” Her eyes glittered with laughter. “This is a high-end establishment.” I sat up straight. “But I really, really want to put them on just for giggles.”

He nipped his way up my neck until he reached my ear and whispered, “You’re bad, Brenda. You’re bad and I fucking love it.” “I prefer wild,” I breathed out, finishing on a moan. “You’re bad and you’re wild.” He picked up his pace. “You’re my wild, tempting bitch. Don’t go soft on me.” I laughed, my fists clenching above my head. “Never.” And when I cummed, it was hard and it was wild.

She quickly snatched the phone and glared at him. "Aren't you too old to be taking perverted pictures??", Sindhu asked annoyed. She couldn't view the pictures since it was locked with a password. "Young lady, I am wrongfully accused. I am no pervert and definitely not old.", John said looking at Sindhu aggrieved. Then he quickly unlocked his phone and showed Sindhu the selfie he took of himself. He seemed proud of himself. Sindhu rolled her eyes at his childishness and said, "Okay, maybe you are not a pervert but you are definitely old." Sindhu pointed at the grey hairs and smiled triumphantly.

The crowd seemed breathless by the countless revelations and scandals consistently unfolding, but their eyes weren’t, as their sights landed on the figure of the woman beside a smirking Jasper Wayne. The gorgeous woman couldn’t contain the smile on her lips as she saw the various reactions plastered on the faces of the people in front of her. Their eyes widened in surprise, their mouths hanging open, cameras rolling and flashing in all directions. And the twisting faces of Natalia Kilmer and Eridessa Joseph. Haaa…this is it. Lianna’s illegitimacy was publicly known for years, yet in just one video, Lianna turned the tables and in a blink of an eye, she held the most power and wealth in the

I’m such a pathetic, cock-addicted sister-stealer and it feels so fucking good. Rhys flipped her over onto her stomach, face pressed into Elena’s pillow, and took her from behind even harder. His hand fisted in her hair, pulling her head back as he railed her. “Tell me how much you love it,” he demanded. “I love it! I love being your secret whore! I love stealing your cum while my sister thinks you’re loyal!” Lila cried out, pushing back to meet every thrust. “I want you to keep fucking me even when she’s home. I want you to sneak into my apartment and fill me up while she waits for you downstairs.”

She could barely even swallow properly. “Aren't you going to do anything? Or are you just nervous?” One of the ladies asked, and Liya turned back to look at her. The lady quickly extended her hand. “Liana Sinclair. Xavier Sinclair's sister.” Liya could quickly spot the similarities between the two. Liya took her hand. “Liya Marino.” “Aldo Marino's wife. I know.” Liya found herself blushing. The only thing she could do was watch Liana as she touched her makeup, applied more lip gloss, and fixed her hair. They were soon huddled out of the dressing room.

" Ah! Don't even get me started. He is ' busy'. He found himself not one but two play dates. He even ignores me. That little flirt! " Liana uncrossed her legs and came towards me. She was in a crop top and denim shorts. Her hair ties behind in a long ponytail. " Let me have a look at your wound before leaving! " It was not like the wound was not visible. But damn! she had to touch it with her hands. It was difficult hiding my boner in bare boxers. It was big enough to not skip her sight. " Seems like it's drying up. Much, much better than yesterday. "