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Ch-1 --------------------- [Warning: this story is in the 'incest' category. As a result, the mother and son in this tale might have a relationship which you might find unsettling. At the end, when they kiss each other goodnight, neither of them has to go to another bedroom. The father already sleeps there.]

Sunna screamed with frustration. "By the way I am Nikhil" "Oh , Hello" Sunna said nervously. She didn't notice Nikhil's face . She was nervous and worried about being stuck in the dark with a stranger. She had some bad experiences with men in the past and she didn't want this one to turn out like that. Soon the light came and they heard an announcement "The technical problems are now solved . Thank You for your cooperation." As soon as light came Nikhil started staring at Sunna's flawless long legs. She has the most beautiful legs he has ever seen . Then his eyes drifted to her chest and her deep cleavage. He was undressing her from his eyes .

I said, looking at them, my two favorite people, or so I thought. “You’re lucky Hailey is taking you with her, and you want to take us too?” Tyla laughed, but there was something off in her tone, like she was too eager. “Yeah, Hailey, that’s my mom’s name, always chasing the next big thing.” “You know this is like some kind of fairytale where the princess has to leave her frog behind,” Alex said, coming up behind me, kissing my neck slowly , his teeth grazing my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

A gift for all my slow romance erotica lovers, a short story from: dividing and conquering the professor I,II,III Lily's POV With my tongue tucked in my cheeks, I press the new toy against my pussy wall and the strong vibration causes my body to shake. “Ahh…” the small whimper that slips out, bounces off the bathroom wall. Biting my lips and pressing my thighs together only makes my moans come out louder. It's been too long since I got fucked, too long that a vibrator feels like paradise to me at the moment.

she said. “I thought that it wouldn’t be as busy as it was in San Francisco but its crazy busy as well. I think people in this country care more about political drama than anything else. Eighty-nine percent of the news content is just politics, politics, politics. I am yet to decide if that’s a good thing or not….” “How about your co-workers,were they friendly?” Her mother asked. “Yes, everyone was friendly,” She lied. Natasha knew that telling her mother about the antagonistic and villain-like Luyando would only make her have unnecessary worries. “I know it’s just the first day but I think people aren’t as scheming as they were back home.”

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

"No, that's not it!" "So what? You are a writer about vampire clans right? Is that really you? " "Yeah right, that's me. The story did not attract many readers, nor was it popular. " "Eh, really? But I think the story is good and interesting. " "Yes, but the truth is, it's not interesting, it's not popular and it's also not very good!" "Huh, yes, I understand. About vampires is like a myth, so rarely people are interested in making stories like this. What's the story like it doesn't make sense to other readers? "

He said in excitement and Charles nodded in agreement beside him as he sat up. “There's this one lady at the strippers’ section. I heard she's a beast! Men literally fight to get her home with them. I want to try her tonight, she's so fucking sexy. You have to come, man, you're missing out on a lot because you're a damn workaholic,” Charles quipped, but I was uninterested as I watched them talk and talk about how much fun “they” were gonna have. Until someone knocked softly. The door pushed open to reveal Lena and she walked in with her usual innocent smile as she placed documents on my desk.

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)