Millie Cha Porn Novels & Stories

Spit poured out, running down my chin. “That’s right,” Millie whispered against my ass, her breath hot entering my asshole, sending shivers everywhere. “You’ll take my husband and his best friend’s cocks.” Two huge black cocks? My head spun as shame burned my edges, but my pussy was soaked, aching to be filled.

It was just Mila and I, looking around as Peggy had excused herself earlier on, to go use the restroom. "This so beautiful. It calls to me" Mila dreamily said, as she pointed at a portrait of a young woman, playing in the rain with her child. I looked at her with interest as I smiled. "You want us to have children immediately?" She looked at me in shock as she choked on the wine she had just sipped from the champagne flute in her hand. "Come on now! Am I so repulsive that you don't see yourself having children with me?" I said casually, wanting to know her reaction. A couple had walked past us, and I was so sure they had listened in on our conversation, as they gave each other a knowing smil

Lucas groaned in response, his hands wandering down to squeeze her ass firmly. Millie moaned softly as Lucas's fingers traced circles on her exposed thigh. She pulled him closer, grinding her hips against his growing erection. The onlookers were mesmerized by their display, and Lucas knew he had to take things further. With a devilish grin, he reached down to pull Millie's dress up, revealing her lacy black panties to the audience.

she said. Sean lifted his head and reached hands under her butt. Grabbing the waistband of the panties he sensed his anticipation rising and let out a gasp as he slowly peeled the soft material down. The shaved pink slit was gorgeous and the desire to kiss it flooded his body. He dragged the panties to Millie’s ankles and pulled them off and then ducked his head between her legs. He couldn’t believe that his teenage boy fantasies about his babysitter were coming true, but there was no denying the taste of pussy that was

With a grin, he moved down her body. Millie placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him further down. She knew what he was about to do, and she wanted it wholeheartedly. She bit her lower lip when his fingers parted her folds, and he closed his mouth over her clit. "Holy fuck!" she gasped loudly. Aidan’s tongue expertly knew its way around her dripping center. Running her fingers through his hair, the way he circled and licked her only made her desperate for release. He closed his mouth over her clit and sucked it hard.

The lewd, dirty photos left nothing to the imagination — her tits and open cunt-hole on full display for other men to see and lust over. We had fantastic sex that night. When the opportunity came for her to appear in her first proper porno film, I agreed to accompany her and watch. I stood behind the lights and cameras as Kamilla lay there wantonly on the bed, her pussy on full display and her lovely soft tits exposed to Carl, the male stud.

She’s most likely drugged because she’s limp and her eyes were a giveaway. “I have a million fantasies; I suggest you play nice if you don’t want to be on the receiving end. I love slaves and inflicting pain, know how to make a girl scream, and I don’t mean in pleasure. Millie owes me. Pipe down and let the drugs take effect. You will thank me for it later.” I saw Millie. The friend she was with in Greece. The bad influence. I was about to interfere. But I paused.

He leaned closer to the screen, like he could smell her—musk and expensive perfume. Milo unzipped fully now, cock out and heavy in his palm. Thicker than Rex's, but shorter. He spat into his hand—wet schlick—and pumped in time with the robot's thrusts. "Watch her tits bounce. Clamps from earlier? Still red." His free hand gripped the desk edge, knuckles white. The chat window popped up on his second monitor—ghost of the dead stream, frozen at 12,347 viewers. VIP_69: "More squirt next time."

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But this isn’t funny—not really. She waves a hand dismissively. “Anyway, let me be clear—it was wrong for whoever posted those pictures. That is a violation, and I will be looking into it. But I need to ask…” She pauses, and her eyes narrow slightly. “Are the pictures real? Were they photoshopped?” Millie doesn’t even blink. “They’re real,” she says, her voice firm. “Yes, we kissed.” A flush crawls up my neck, my face burning with embarrassment. I suddenly wish I could melt into the chair.