Novel & Cerita Rubydrew Sex

With that, Rhys grabs my waist and turns me around, so that I am kneeling against the seat and facing the rear windshield. He yanks my skirt up just enough to expose my ass and pussy. I reach behind me to grab a handful of his shorts, pulling them down clumsily as I try to grind against him. "Alexandra, what the fuck? Are you okay?" Reed calls from the phone. "Yes! I'm just a bit sleepy. I'll wait for Rhys." Reed goes on to say something that I don't hear at all. Now Rhys's hard, warm cock is pressed against my ass. He slides his dick between my legs, rubbing it against my wet lips, teasing the entrance. I want him to fill me up with his entire length. I need him inside me right now.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and I started to imitate his movements. "S-Stop moving, sweetheart. L-Let m-me... do it!" Lucien tried his best to control himself but I played deaf. The feeling inside me grew more and I want him so bad. I want more of him. "Oh! More, love! "D*MN IT!! Stay still. Don't move and let me do the pleasure, sweetheart." I felt his warm hands between my thighs, doing circles above the thin fabric I am wearing. "I can feel how wet you are, Ysobella. Your underwear is soaking... F*CK!"

I managed to walk inside trying to hide the fact that I was really horny and not in a good condition. I sluggishly pulled myself upstairs, going to my room and getting ready to fuck Julian’s small cock If only he was home. I opened the door to find the room empty. He wasn't home again and it was past 12pm. I stamped my feet several times on the floor and fling myself to the bed. Everything was going wrong, like fucking wrong. I was horny and my husband wasn't home to take care of my needs. I walked towards my wardrobe and took a key to a drawer where I kept sex toys I had been hiding from Julian for the longest time. I brought out a dildo, about 6 inches.

“This married pussy is so tight for me.” Isabella started riding me. Rolling her hips in slow, sensual circles at first. Her breasts bounced beautifully with every movement. I sat up and captured one nipple in my mouth, sucking hard while she rode me. “Ahhhh… yes… suck my tits while you fuck me,” she moaned, her head falling back in pleasure. I thrust up into her harder. Meeting her movements. The wet slapping sounds of our bodies filled the room. She was soaking wet. Dripping down my balls with every thrust.

Calling them babe was easy; it was a term of endearment, and none of them ever questioned it. "Right there," she panted when he moved his hand up to the middle of her body and started teasing her clit. "Yes, do that!" This bitch was one of those who had to talk through the whole thing. Drew hated that shit, and right now he just wanted to blow his load and tell her to take a hike. Closing his eyes, he pictured the one girl who was guaranteed to get him off. It didn't matter that it had been ten years, imagining the feel of her body against his, the way she kissed with no restraint, and the way she loved him. It did it to him every time.

Slightly breathless, Ryan asked with halting speech; “Are…are we going…to the bed?” “Not yet.” Came the Ojah’s husky voice. ‘And this time, I’m not going to hold back.’ He murmured on their mind-link so sexily Ryan’s channel tightened up in excitement. “Brace yourself.” And as if Ryan weighed nothing, the beast began to move his body up and down on his thick pulsing length with an almost inhuman speed. “Oh, god…” Ryan cried out. There was no escape for him. All he could do was hold on to his mate as irrepressible whimpers, moans, and groans burst out of his lips.

Screamed into Jade’s mouth, body shaking, legs trembling. They didn’t stop. Jade pulled the vibe out, licked it clean slow while staring at Lia. Raven climbed up, straddled Lia’s face. “Your turn to taste.” Lia opened wide, tongue out. Raven lowered herself, grinding slow at first, then faster. Lia sucked her clit, tongue flicking, hands gripping her thighs. Jade knelt between Lia’s legs again, licked her clean long slow strokes through the mess. The room smelled like sex sweat, pussy, perfume. Music thumped outside. Inside, it was just moans, wet sounds, bodies moving.

Under the spray he washes me gentle, fingers sliding through the mess between my legs, thumb circling my clit until I come again against the tile. Later, wrapped in his towel, hair dripping, I steal his phone and film a quick clip, me on my knees in the steam, licking our mixed cum off his wedding ring finger while he records from above. I post it to the secret group with the caption, winner takes all 🏆💦 pot’s closed, boys. Daddy cashed in. By morning the trailer smells like sex and coffee. Ray’s already hard again, bending me over the kitchen counter while the biscuits burn.

“You mean the trauma or the sex?” “Both. But mostly the sex.” “Ugh,” I rolled my eyes. “It was… fine. Moody. Like he was auditioning for a perfume ad but in bed.” “Moody sex is so overhyped,” Rhea sighed. “Give me a man who laughs during foreplay and eats my pussy like his rent depends on it.” “RH—” “I SAID WHAT I SAID.” I was wheezing. “You need help.” “I need a man who knows how to make pancakes and doesn’t ghost me after three days. Speaking of, did you even finish, or was he one of those ‘Did you cum?’ types?”

Only he could make me feel like this. “You really like that?” Jack pushed his fingers in deeper, making my body squirm with pleasure. Shit. I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like if we actually had sex. I was already going insane just from his fingers—who knows what would happen if we went further. “Yes! Yes, Jack!” I moaned loudly. There was no one else in the apartment—Jack lived here alone. I could scream as loudly as I wanted without worrying about anyone hearing me. “Shit, you’re so beautiful,” Jack whispered as he watched me cup my own breasts, trying to amplify the pleasure coursing through my body.