Novel & Cerita Sans X Frisk Dirty

The slow grind kept me stretched and full, never letting the ache fade, never letting my body come down. Meanwhile, Knox’s grip tightened in my hair, yanking my head back just enough to force my mouth open wider. Then he started fucking my face in earnest—fast, ruthless thrusts that hit the back of my throat on every stroke. His cock was slick with my spit, veins pulsing against my tongue as he used me like he couldn’t get enough

My skin blazes. "That's for the black skirt on Monday." CRACK. I yelp – sharp, broken. "That's for the perfume. You know what that fucking perfume does to me." CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. Three in a row – alternating cheeks, each one harder than the last, my ass turning crimson, tears spilling down my face, and my pussy dripping onto the hardwood floor in a visible trail. "Count from ten." CRACK. "Ten – fuck –" CRACK. "Eleven –"

“Shut the hell up, don’t take your mouth off my cock unless I say so.” Cedric huffed with annoyance, dragging his teeth along the underside of the guy’s cock so it would hurt, as payback for talking to him like he was some cheap fuck. Well, he was one, but still… “Cut that out. What kind of pornstar name is Cedric anyway?” the guy groaned. Cedric rolled his eyes, put his head down and sucked the tip of the man’s cock first with a wet pop before swallowing the shaft so deep it hit the back of his throat. That always made this guy come quicker, and he wanted to get this over with as soon as possible.

“Good. Lose it then. Let the road keep bouncing that pretty ass on my dick. I want to feel you get wetter until your juices soak through and mark my shorts. We still got hours of this, little sis. Plenty more bumps coming to make you grind on your stepbrother’s cock while Mom and Dad sing along without a clue.” My breathing stayed fast and uneven as another bump forced me to roll my hips again, dragging my swollen clit along his throbbing length. The dirty friction felt too good and I hated how much my body was reacting, getting slicker and hotter with every whispered word and every jolt from the highway. “Zane… fuck,” I whispered, voice barely there. “It’s getting even harder.

He could see traces of white and glistening slick on the crotch. “Smell them,” she ordered. He obeyed. The scent was intoxicating. Sasha didn’t just fuck. She owned it. “Lick,” she whispered. He brought the panties to his lips and began to clean them, tongue running over every stained inch of lace, the taste of Sasha and someone else clinging to the fibers. He should have felt shame. But he only felt owned. She watched him for a long moment, then stepped forward, towering above him. “Good. Now lick my heels.”

Sasha whimpered. "Would you like that? Imagine my cum spilling into your panties because I've filled your delicious cunt." The hand on her breast traveled down, and she didn't fight him as it dipped between her thighs. He teased her clit, and she moaned, pushing against his hand. "I have a confession to make, Sasha. I love my sex fucking dirty. When I'm done, I love to taste, and be covered in sex. Does that surprise you?" "Yes." "I want to watch as my cock fills your mouth, and spill my spunk inside. I'll wait until I'm ready, and see you swallow."

SAFFA I had no problem telling Frankie what I wanted from him. “Lick my pussy harder. Bury your face between my thighs and take care of your little sister in the nastiest ways.” I looked over my shoulder towatch him. He was already staring at me. “Tell me what else you want.” He licked my cunt as he looked into my eyes. “Make me come with your lips and tongue.” Frankie groaned and said, “When I’m done eating my best friend little sister’s pussy out, I’m going to make you suck me off until I blow my big load all over that perfect face of yours.”

I looked at the dirty tissue, embarrassed and angry. Damn it! Damn Xavier! He doesn't even want to fuck me, but he humiliates me in so many ways! That's too much! He's too much!!! I jumped up from the table with my eyes blazing at him. As if he couldn't see my face, Xavier asked, "Have you not taken a shower since you were confined?" I bit my lip and clenched my fist. Xavier continued, "You've only been in Sin Pack for a few days, and you've already learned to be unhygienic with those slaves. Don't forget you're a girl."

Maybe that's why my mom married him, after all he doesn't even have a stable job! I watched as Evelyn walked up to him and made him watch as she slipped a finger into herself. "I'm so wet, Frank. I need your hard dick in me right now. I want you to fuck me silly. Make me your fucking cum slut.". She moaned, gripping Frank's hardened dick from his trousers. I heard Frank groan. God, her dirty talk was quickly breaking down any control that he had left. "Fuck," she moaned as she continued to finger her tight pussy. She was voluptuous, and I'm sure Frank was imagining himself grabbing her waist as he fucked hard into her, her screaming at him not to stop. God, I was becoming wet.

Just worked me open roughly while we devoured each other’s mouths, sloppy and savage. Headlights swept across the path. A car slowed. Then another. People started gathering. First it was just silhouettes then it was three, then five, then more. Phones came out and voices rose. “What the fúck is this?” “Is that guy naked?” “Jesus Christ, call the cops!” Someone laughed, nervously and someone else shouted, “Fúcking disgusting!” Xander didn’t stop. If anything, the voices made him harder. He withdrew his fingers, unzipped, shoved his jeans down just enough. His côck was thick, and already leaking, pressed against my hole. One brutal thrust and he was inside.