Raven Evil Porn Novels & Stories

“Suck. pretend it’s cock. you’re good at that now.” Zane was in the back filming again; close-ups of my stretched pussy swallowing Ryde, the way my ass jiggled every time the bus hit a pothole. “Look at that creamy mess,” he muttered. “Shee’s still leaking Kai’s cum while she fucks Ryde. Filthy fucking slut.” Jax sat across from us, stroking himself lazy through his jeans. “Tell us what you are, Raven. Loud enough for the next semi to hear if they roll their window down.”

Raven sat up with a victorious grin as she licked my seed from her lips. “Fuck” I mumbled both my mates looking at each other giggling. “Oh, Mykel we are only just getting started.” And Lilith was right, now it was my turn. Both Lilith and Raven crawled beside me both of them slipping their tongues into my mouth. Never in my life had I expected to experience a night like this, not that I was complaining. Palming one of each of their breasts I took it in turns of suckling on their nipples. The moans that left them had my cock springing back to life. Slipping my fingers into Lilith’s silky turquoise thong I inserted them inside her. Using my thumb, I rubbed circles on her clit while pumping vi

I swallowed dryly and the demon caged deep within my soul broke free. Raven smirked seductively at the dangerous look in my eyes as she licked and bit her bottom lips. While staring at my erection, straining painfully against my tight boxers. When another one of her heats hit me, I stumbled forward, grabbed her legs, and gently spread them apart, before touching her cunt. I froze for a second. A soft groan left my throat matching hers... So fucking wetttt!!! Raven cried at the contact. Her sweet cry echoed through the cabin as I pushed a finger over her clit into her walls.

Vixen hand stroked down his chest and pinched his nipple, a sharp spike of pain in contrast to the warm heat of pleasure lower, and he cursed. “You will destroy my control,” he ground out, his hand clenching on the edge of the seat. Vixen licked up the side of his neck until her lips rested near his ear. “You look so sexy, Raven,” she whispered. “Arched back and flushed with the pleasure of Shadow’s mouth on your c-k.” “F-k!” Raven fought hard, his breath coming between his teeth in short sharp gasps. “I am not far.” “Maybe we will try some anal play, sometime,” she murmured. “What would you prefer? F-king me up the arse, or being f-ked?”

The lady was surprised and confused when he suddenly cut her off. "Y-Yes? I think she placed it on her vanity area." He felt like he was being poured with a glass of cold water when his speculation was confirmed. Hyde remembered it when he went to the victim's vanity table. He remembered what it looked like. A bird darker than a crow, and usually eats flesh from dead animals. A bird that means DEATH... A CARRION CROW.

I wanted nothing more than to strip myself from the offensive material. I huffed. "Still feel gross." "You're horny." Raven bluntly replied from her spot on my bed. "You're around two insanely attractive Alpha males plus that bond of yours, it was bound to happen. No matter how ignorant you are about it." "Just need a chance to release that pent up lust." Timothy nods in agreement, "I can get you a dildo and a vibrator in a hour if-" Raven snorted, "She needs the real thing. Plastic is going to feel more of a punishment then-"

Moans a shield in the air as the fuck fest rages on. Sitting in the center of the den is Uncle Raven, surrounded by the newest women he obtained— Latinas, Africans, Asians, Europeans. His deft hands are fondling their breasts and asses, spanking them to his delight. The women are moaning at his every touch, dripping down their legs. Fuck, that sight is pleasing. The music rushes through my veins, magnifying the arousal I'm already feeling. “Come on, light me a cigar,” Raven orders the girls. They all rush to the cigar, wanting to be the one to do it.

"As I thought, toilet play needs to be finished like this These top-notch talents of mine, ways surpassing the ones of soapland rub down ladies, revel in them well" "......--!!" This changed into possibly some other one in every one of her forty-8 modes of pleasure. Indeed, it felt extraordinarily nice. Unbearably pleasurable. While cleaning soap suds and breasts had been appearing a symphony of ecstasy, protrusions rubbed towards him from time to time, gambling a low note, feeling like flashes of lightning that streaked throughout Raven's return. No good. No good, no good, no good, no good, no good, no good, no good, no good, more excellent no good!