Madeline Jackson Anal Novels & Stories

On the screen, I watch Ana with her flat tits and anorexic body, spread out and tied up, for probably the 10th time … and that’s just in the first movie. “All accurate, if you think about it,” I continue. Lying tangled like this, talking about shit … it’s nice. I’ve never done it before. But I like it. Very much. “So what about Jackson?” she asks hesitantly. I’m leaning into the story … maybe just a tad too much. But it makes me feel good. Befitting. Even cheerful.

She is not going to let him leave. Megan slipped her hand past her panty and began touching herself. Jackson scrunched his brows, staring at her expression. She exhaled heavily, a moan escaping her lips. "Jackson." She moans, her pace getting faster. He knows he should leave ninety-five percent of him wants to leave, but that five percent is forcing him to stay due this sexual feeling. He wants a release. "Fuck." Her moans, her breathy exhales and her lewd expression. It all made him decide. Jackson stopped her actions and tore her panties off of her. She gasps, her arms wrapping around his neck.

I confessed moaning. "Your mama raised you well, that I'm definitely sure of," Jackson said moaning and hardly catching his breath. "My mom was a better whore than I am, I am sure she is the best sex tutorial lecturer ever," I admitted honestly to Jackson. "Okay, start riding on my dick softly but be careful of my fibula, they are silently freaking out too," Jackson said jokingly. "Yeah," I swiftly replied to Jackson.

"I need that cock stretching me right now." Jake stepped behind her, rubbing the slick head up and down her swollen lips. "Greedy, aren't you?" he said with a smirk, voice rough. "Beg for it." "Please," Madison moaned, pushing back against him. "Fuck me hard. I want to feel every inch."

She squeezed them lightly in her palms, a tiny moan escaping her lips. Then, she bent over to take her panties off, throwing them on the couch where her dress was lying. Taking her time, she made her way over to the pole, taking it in her hand and bending over. As if she was dancing for a crowd, Madison started to move her hip up and down, the sound of her clapping ass cheeks filling the room instantly. She touched her toes, imagining Killian behind her with his cock fucking her ass. "Gosh.." she sighed, getting up and leaning on the pole.

Or spanked. “What the hell are you doing in here?” Jackson demands, anger rising from the pits of his stomach. Actually, he didn't know whether to laugh at the outrageousness or to rage in fury at the inappropriate interruption. But . . .Her body is all sensuous curves, ripe and delectable in a way that he was much not used to seeing. Monica changed her hair colour after getting divorce. What a waste! In this world, where thin is perpetually in, he has gotten used to what the fashion media calls ‘sexy’. He had supermodels draped on him, and the common man’s masturbation fantasies are now commonplace to his jaded sensibilities. But this flame-haired vixen is something he haven’t seen in a lo

She could only describe it as 'absurd'. Seeing her reaction, Jasmine raised her eyebrows and smiled gently. "As a woman, you'll go through all this eventually. Learning ahead is good. Aside from your physical appearance, your intimacy skills in the bedroom are also important. Madelyn, you're blessed with such good looks, so make sure you don't waste it in vain." Her words seemed to hold a hidden meaning, and Madelyn could only feign ignorance. Jasmine left after giving her a knowing smile. 'Is Father planning to make me like Jasmine, using my appearance and body to please men?' Madelyn waved away these disgusting things with one hand. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to cal

Aaron instructed me. Jackson trashed and screamed, his eyes met mine for just a split second before I injected the tranquilizer into his vein. I had no idea how I'd done it, I'd never dealt with a more troublemaking patient than Jackson. Instantly, his eyes rolled back and his body went limp. "Whose body was that in the suitcase?" I asked Aaron. "Jackson's mother." * * *

She didn't want to lose him to another woman. Madeline, on the other hand, was an enigma. She had the face of a pretty little bunny, but underneath that innocent façade was a fucking harlot. It's okay to conclude that they share the same kinks in bed. Although, Madeline was in a serious relationships with a rising oil magnate, she never passed on an opportunity to get drunk and fucked till her brains jiggled.

Chains were wrapped around her arms and her left leg was tied to the bed post, keeping her bent over the bed. "So, how was your birthday?" Jackson grinned as he reached for a condom by the stand next to him and prepared his cock. "The best ever!" Alexis giggled as he sunk his fingers into her incredible ass cheek. "But did I pass the test Mr. Jackson?" she asked eagerly and the fact that she was still this energized after having taken around 100 black cocks showed how crazy fit she was. "That depends on what you call me" he said as he slammed into the pussy that he owned, not believing he had achieved what he had set out to do, which was to take the finest white woman he had ever seen and sh