Pll Kisses Novels & Stories

Hollis bantered knowingly, smirking at Whitney's wriggling hips and desperate attempts to answer. "MMmmmm MMmMmmmm MMMMMmMm!!" A series of light strokes made Whitney's eyes flutter and roll to the back of her head. Once some pressure was added, her sensitive clit twitched and swelled. Biting down gently on Hollis' fingers, she begged and protested for relief by grinding her shaved pussy against Hollis' titillating touch. Those delicious brushes of pleasure were driving the lascivious brunette to the brink of insanity.

She came to Peter, placing her hand on his shoulder and kissing his neck, and said, "Dear, you care so much for her. Don't you still believe my words?" Peter pushed her away and said, "No, and never will." Saying okay, Rosleena picked up her purse lying on the bed, took out some photographs from it, threw it on Peter's face, and said, "Look at them." Peter picked up 1 photograph and saw that Jasmine was with a masked person in that photo. In the rest of the pictures lying below, that person was hugging Jasmine, and in some photographs, they were kissing each other. Seeing these photos, it was clear that those photos were clicked in public places, and if Jasmine was allowing that person to ki

He smiled at the nickname. The pledge mistress pushed a finger up Stella pussy and another up her ass in reply. Stella moaned. The pledge mistress moved so that she could cover Stella's mouth with her own. She continued to finger fuck both holes. He thought Stella would object, but she accepted the pledge mistress's kisses and even returned them after time. She then started rubbing the blond girl's breasts. This sent the pledge mistress over the edge. She came. Her cunt squeezed his dick tightly. If he had cum less often recently, he wouldn't have been able to resist coming himself.

He returned with a cocky grin. “Oh?” Polly laughed. “Well then you’d better give me something in return,” she said. “Hm,” Trent said, stroking his chin comically, before pulled back and eyeing Polly’s lush but tight pussy. Her lips were plump and minimalistic, but clearly glistening with the excess dew that Trent’s touch had elicited from her.

“On the lips.” “I would rather kiss a fucking duck, this guy is not even attractive.” “Fuck off mate, girls and guys dig this face.” Edward scowled and I rolled my eyes. “Plus, we’re all straight so kissing on the lips is a no-no.” Raymond said in a girly voice and Edward agreed. “Oh hell no, it’s a dare. It’s either you do that or take off your shirt or pants.” Lianna said out loud and the girls agreed in excitement, except me of course.

A gasp escaped her lips, followed by a soft moan. Her skin flushed under the paddle’s touch, a faint redness blooming on her chest. She smiled, her expression filled with delight and mischief. "That’s more like it," she whispered, clearly enjoying every moment. I leaned closer, letting the paddle graze her again as I whispered back, "We’re just getting started." I moved the paddle lower, grazing it over her most sensitive area, letting it glide lightly over the fabric of her panties. Isabella shivered under the touch, her breathing quickening. With a swift motion, I brought the paddle down again, landing a firm slap.

Then, blessedly, like he could read my mind, he pulled his thumbs inward and brushed against my nipples. “Nick,” I gasped. “I’ve got you. Let yourself go, Piper. I swear I won’t let you fall.” My mouth fell open. I could barely catch my breath as he teased, flicking and then rolling the nubs with his thumbs.

Tommy said softly to his girlfriend over the phone as she blew her kisses. “I will send your regards baby, you got me a gift? Ugh? Really? What did you buy me?” Mirbel asked cheerfully because she knows her baby is a sweet man and he does sweet things for her randomly always so she doesn’t know what this particular one that he got her is and it would be extremely hard to guess.

Without warning, he slammed Ronan against the wall, fingers tightening around his throat. “What exactly do you want?” Jayden growled. “Say it.” Ronan smiled, prying Jayden's hand away, he leaned in, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss to his lips. Jayden shoved him away instantly, breath shaky. “Do you enjoy harassing me?” Ronan’s thumb brushed Jayden’s jaw. “You started it. When you stole my first kiss.” Jayden gritted his teeth. “It was a mistake.” Ronan tilted his head. “A mistake? If I take your first time now. Does it count as a mistake too?”

Good. “Names,” Viktor ordered. The first to step forward was a tall brunette with a scar across her cheek like she’d survived a bomb. She wore black cargo pants and combat boots like she meant business. “Kira,” she said in a flat voice. “Explosives. Don’t get in my fucking way.” I raised an eyebrow. “Try not to blow yourself up, and we’ll get along just fine.” She didn’t react. Ice cold. Next was a blonde with ceand ekbones sharp enough to cut glass and dark lipstick that screamed trouble. She looked like she enjoyed pain, mostly giving it.