Pucca Garu Novels & Stories

“i switched it for some aphrodisiacs. So now you're turned on instead of energized. Good to see you this weak again.” He pulled dangerously close to me. My lips quivered. “We can't.” "I want you to cum now, Jax" He gripped my neck. Tightly. His left hand moved towards my cock and it jumped. Fuck. “Hell no. I can't be doing this here, Ci—” "Rough. Hard. Just do it. For me." I spat, rolling my eyes. "I'll cum to the sight of boring medicine ads than to you. I—"

This Luca guy said his having people come to see me today and that led to an argument in which he almost slapped me this piece of shit of a man "Stop looking at me and eat" he seethes. Clicking my tongue I continue to pick at my food. I'm not a picky eater but I'm not eating a Greek salad for lunch it's summer for fucks sake. I'm also not eating pasta or anything with cheese but I would go for some avocado toast or ouuu yes pork pot stickers "I'm here Puta's," some man says as he barges in through the glass doors. Luca drops his cutlery in frustration

At 9:47 Lila and I were on our second round of drinks — hot chocolate for me, chamomile for her — and she was telling me about the time a raccoon got into the storage room and ate an entire bag of cocoa powder and emerged looking like a tiny guilty chocolatier, which was the funniest story I had heard in Minnesota so far and Minnesota had given me considerable competition. At 9:52 the front door of The Frosty Mug opened. Lila looked up first. Her expression did something — not surprise exactly, more like satisfaction, the look of someone whose instincts had just been confirmed — and she stood, picking up her chamomile with the unhurried ease of a person who had somewhere else to be.

Just move and let everything else fade into background noise. One of them leans in close after a few minutes, her lips brushing my ear so I can hear her over the music. "You're really hot. Are you down to be pegged?" I freeze instantly, every muscle going rigid. "What?" "Pegged. You know." She grins, completely unbothered by my reaction. "One of us has a strap-on in the car. Could be fun." "No. Definitely not." The words come out harshly. They both look disappointed but keep dancing for another minute, their enthusiasm clearly dampened. Then they drift away to find someone else who might be interested in their offer.

Ghostface snarl, spreading his cum on my face with his dick. He's a nutcase.

The man smiled a smile that was all teeth and threat. "You look broken, gringo," the man said. “¡Se te va a caer la pava!” (Literally: “The turkey will fall on you.”). Sean knew that this was a caraqueño’s way of joking that something had gone wrong. That it was ‘shit-show’ time. Another time, Sean would have found the colloquialism funny. Just now, he was in no mood for such jokes.

"No problem. I've been itching to go for a run." Parker seemed more self-conscious than Jaxon at stripping in front of her, his fingers fumbling with the closures for his clothing. Once she saw him nude, she couldn't understand why. The man surely descended from the titans. Broad chested, with a smattering of hair on his upper body, the man was a Goliath all over-or so she assumed. She didn't quite have the nerve to peek below.

Como Celia Cruz tengo el azúcar (azúca') Tu jeva me vio y se fue de pecho como Jimmy Snuka (ah) Te vamos a tumbar la peluca Y arranca pa'l carajo cabrón, que a ti no te vo'a pasar la hookah (hookah, hookah) Mis tenis Balenciaga, me reciben en la entrada (woo) Pa-pa-pa-pa-razzi, like I'm Lady Gaga (woo) Y no te me hagas (ey) Que en cover de Billboard tú has visto mi cara (ey) No salgo de tu mente Donde quieras que viajes has escuchado "Mi Gente" Yo no soy high (high), soy como el Testarossa ('rossa) Yo soy el que se la vive y también el que la goza (goza, goza) Es la cosa, mami es la cosa (cosa, cosa) El que mira sufre y el que toca goza (goza, goza)

Within seconds my pussy is creaming, loud nasty GLUCK-GLUCK-GLUCK-GLUCK as he pulls out coated in thick white frosting. Maximo grabs Luara by the hair, bends her over my back, and rams his cock down her throat. She gags instantly, HURK-HURK-HURK-GLUUUCK, rivers of spit pouring from her lips, dripping hot onto my spine. Alfie spits once on Melissa’s tight asshole and forces himself balls-deep. She screams in Spanish, “Rómpeme el culo papi!” and he starts pounding so hard her fake tits bounce like they’re trying to escape.

Luca stifled his laughter, and his demeanor still looked a bit embarrassed. “Actually,it’s not something difficult,It's just that I want you to pretend to be my girlfriend and just accompany me back to deal with the old man at home." Paula’s head spun as she listened to him, she secretly excited. She didn't expect it to be so simple, just now, looking at Luca’s expression,she thought it was such a difficult task! "OK, no problem!"Paula pretended to think for a moment, rested her cheek on her palm, and continued, "Price-wise, you'll pay me one hundred thousand dollars! You’re an old customer, so I won't charge you much!"