Perverted Old Man Novels & Stories

"Those who cling to perceptions and views wander the world offending people." The old man raised his arm and pointed at a large book sitting on a stand directly below the raised baptismal pool. "Here, take a look." He shuffled over to the old-school type of hardbound book and flipped a few chunks of pages, then, one by one, until he found the right spot. "See, have a look." The old man began to read. "Those who cling to perceptions and views wander the world offending people." "What the hell was it supposed to mean?"Javier was incredulous.

“She's staying with me, father, so fucking drop it.” Xander snapped, leaving no space for argument. “And one more thing. I don't show weakness for no man.” “Just say you want to be the only one having fun with her.” A nasty male voice rang out from the seat next to Horace. My stomach turned upside down the moment my eyes met the man sitting next to Horace. The man looked to be in his late forties with a rounded face and almost no hair left on the top of his head. To fill the disgusting picture, he had a nasty perverted smile directed at me. For some reason, I felt a rush of deja vu, like I was back in that private room, dancing for Henry's perverted customers back at the club.

“Yes, yes, no one else will know, and I can’t wait, I must find out now.” The old man muttered half aloud: “It’s funny, another woman begging for it after I pierced their pussy. I must be in the right business.” As I sat with my legs apart on the edge of the bench, he went to a cupboard and brought out a fat long vibrator in the shape of a man’s cock; it was two-inches thick in diameter and a throbbing seven and a half inches in circumference with ripple surfaces and a twin clitoral tickler. “I’ll demonstrate this to you after I put my tongue into you as you want,” he said, going down on me.

"The Blood-Drinker Gang's second elder?" Severin frowned immediately after hearing this. "Yeah, his name is Menkel Wagford, and he's an old man whose attainment is about the same as my dad's. They're both level seven profound masters. He's stronger than my dad though, and he's a big old pervert too!" Candy was clearly a little angry when she mentioned the phrase 'old pervert', and she even clenched her fists involuntarily. Severin could not help but ask curiously when she saw Candy's angry look. "How do you know he's a pervert?"

Although the old man was weak, he still managed to kneel in front of Jackson. "No matter what the condition is, I will do it. Just let me live. I … I will do whatever you want, Sir Jackson. Just spare my life," Don Vandolf's private investigator begged. “ALL? You will do whatever I want?” Jackson clarified. The old man nodded. "Okay, fine! You must follow everything that I will say, do you understand?” Jackson asked. “Yes, Sir Jackson,” the old man replied.

As we sat by the fire, Loretta drank bloodwine until she was woozy. “They’re not all as bad as Mr. Pervis,” she said. “The men who go there, I mean. Most are. But I once had a john named Mr. Harvey, who was terrified by his own desire to maim. Sweetest man I ever met. Even bought me flowers! Mr. Pervis doesn’t do that. He buys me toys, dresses . . . never flowers. Treats me like a bloody child who he can bite or drill.” “He is a sick man,” I said. “And you deserve better.”

Rolling my eyes, I trudged towards the front door and yanked it open with a sour face. Just as I expected, the old man stood there in his disgustingly sweet smile that I so wanted to wipe off. I was already very tensed about what had happened a few hours ago and here this pervert just wanted to have fun. Huh. I scoffed as he raked my figure, stopping at my chest before meeting my eyes. "Well aren't you a beauty?" That was what he said as he forwarded his hand for me to take. For my father's sake, I internally rolled my eyes and put my hand in his awaiting one.

the older man growled, his voice reminding Leone of the time he sliced all ten fingers off a man who had double-crossed him. A wide grin spread on his face, one that looked too satanic, making a sense of doubt and fear cloud their faces. Deep down, they wondered who this man was. A relative of one of the many people they had abducted and sold to the slave establishment? There was no way it could be possible, though, as they always made sure to keep their tracks clean to make themselves untraceable. Still under the impression that the man who stood in front of them knew nothing about their evil deeds, the elderly woman tipped her chin up. “You’ll definitely regret this. You have no idea who w

Mariana was irritated with what he was saying"Are you alright? come on sir, have some dignity in you,you have a family and you are old enough to be my grandfather" The manager laughed out loud"forget about my looks or my age,I can make you feel like a real woman,I am good in bed,I promise you won't regret it,I will fuck you really hard that you will be begging you more" Mariana was beyond angry, looking at the pot bellied old man infront of her vomiting rubbish,she felt like throwing up.he was disgusting and shameless. "Fuck you and your stupid love, just leave me alone now"Mariana cursed.

“ Second , I think that we need to have a proper talk here old man . “ said Luna annoyed . He sudden harsh tone surprised the others while Mel smiled pleased . “ He he he ! Now you will lose that smirk on your face . “ said Mel looking at Jack with a smirk . “ Huh ? “ said Jack confused . The old man looked at Luna displeased . “ I have a name miss and it would be politely if you called me by my name . Do you know my name ? “ said the old man . “ I don’t care nor want to know your name . Now , let’s clarify something to you cause apparently your brain only functions for perverted stuff . “ said Luna . “ You…… “ said the old man but Luna resumed without giving him the possibility to talk back