Mermaid Thighs の小説・ストーリー

He grasped her legs firmly and let his fingers glide from her foot all the way up to her thighs. She trembled at his touch, which was also her sensitive spot, until she felt the warmth pooling between her thighs. “Let go!” She pulled her leg back, but he tightened his grip, his hands moving slowly over her belongings, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “You’re wet,” he said gruffly, his eyes drawn to her flawless thighs. Wow, she was absolutely stunning! Her legs were perfect. Silky and gentle, completely flawless. Everything was spotless. He kept his hand moving on her inner thighs, captivated by the way her body rose and fell with each deep breath.

I could not give her a pet that had a risk of dying soon. I scrolled and the next picture made all the blood in my body rush to a certain organ. It was a picture of her mid-air, but that was not what had caught my attention. It was the view of her thighs that had gotten my attention. Her dress had ridden up and her soft creamy thighs had been on display. Fuck!

She got down on her knees and pushed my legs apart, running both her thumbs up the inside of my thighs. I felt myself getting wet as I locked my eyes with master, whose eyes were so red, they seemed to be dripping blood. She didn't make me wait long, ducking down and licking long strokes up towards my pleasure area. Gods. With just the tip of her tongue, she licked my inner thighs. She repeated the action thrice before I felt her mouth on my pleasure area. Mermaids in mini skirt, it was intense. And coupled with my master's eyes which were focused on me, I felt like I was on cloud nine.

His thighs were muscular too. He looked sinfully sexy like this.

Every bit a female. Her hair cascaded to her shoulder, dancing to the tunes of the soft breeze. The lavender, diamond-studded dress was strapless and hugged her body perfectly, accentuating her curves. It stopped above the knee, displaying her long, smooth legs. There was a small slit between her thighs, attracting attention and leaving hungry rakes to wonder what else lay between those beautiful thighs.

As she slid out of her leggings, the long, sculpted lines of her legs and the gentle curve of her hips were revealed, offering a tantalising glimpse of her toned derriere. With each movement, Rachna exuded a captivating blend of power and grace. Her core and leg muscles flexed with an innate confidence due to countless hours honing her physique. Her every gesture hinted at the athlete within, a potent reminder of the discipline and dedication that had sculpted her into a paragon of physical prowess. Rachna was a masterpiece, a harmonious fusion of beauty and strength, a formidable presence both on and off the field.

Temi whimpered, her pussy clenching at the dirty words. Femi yanked her long skirt up to her waist, exposing her thick thighs and the soaked white cotton panties clinging to her plump pussy lips. He ripped the panties down, revealing her shaved cunt..swollen, glistening, and leaking clear juices down her inner thighs. The musky scent of her arousal filled the small room.

She should have clamped her thighs together, but instead she threw her head back and let her knees fall apart. Cedric stroked his hand along her inner thigh, then bent her leg up. She moved with him, understanding that she needed to offer a cradle for his trim hips. She dropped her other leg off the edge of the settee, giving him ample room to lower himself down between her thighs.

My thighs shiver from the sudden cold, my whole body feels like jelly, without a bone in them. Just a command and I’m all putty in his presence. I hook my thumbs into the side of my panties and slide it down my thighs and letting it hit the floor. Norman’s nostrils flare hotly, his large veiny hands clenches together, tense from the pressure. Clear transparent slick moisture trickles down my thighs. Fucking sticky trail, I’d never been this wet all my life just from being watched. Not just any wet, I’m talking messy, fucking puddle, it’s like a tap has been left open inside of me.

Meredith cried out, tangling her fingers in my hair to hold me close. "Don't stop," she begged, rocking her hips back against my cock. "Fuck, just like that. Suck my tits, baby." I lavished attention on her breasts for long minutes, nibbling and licking and sucking until she was a writhing mess in front of me. Her hips moved restlessly and I could smell her arousal - musky and enticing. "Take off my skirt," she commanded raggedly. "I need you to touch me." I complied immediately, shoving the tight fabric down over her hips and letting it fall to the floor. Meredith was wearing a matching black lace thong that left little to the imagination. I slid a finger beneath the fabric to stroke along