Taboo One Shots
Sparks flew. The sexual tension could have been cut by a knife.
Stan's eyes were dark with lust. Sally wasn't doing much better.
Sally whimpered, arching her back desperately even as she hissed, fighting the pain between her legs, "I hate you for letting Neil and Ned have me first."
"So do I," Stan snarled, but that didn't stop him from insisting. "Let daddy make it right."
After all, it was just them. No one was keeping her cunt from his horny cock today.