Sexy Tutor Novelas e Histórias

"Tell me, which one makes you drool more?" Ana's voice dripped with seduction, her words laced with a playful yet intoxicating allure. With a subtle tilt of her chin and a smoldering gaze, she exuded confidence, embracing her newfound role as the temptress. Ana deliberately spread her legs apart so Richard could see her soaking wet cooze.

I grabbed her hand, wrapped it around my neck, and glanced at her. "She's not as sexy as you are, Nheya. Her body is not as sexy as yours," I said softly. Who am I kidding? My secretary is fucking sexy! Even though she doesn't do anything, there's a fire I am feeling in my body! Me and Nheya have something. She knows I don't want a commitment, but that's fine with her. She said she would wait until I was ready, but I think that time will not come. I hate commitment.

God help me, my weakness had always been tall good looking guys. "Sure" I managed to say as I returned to my drink pretending his presence had no effects on me. "Well I just thought to myself that a gorgeous woman like you needs company" "You've got no idea of what I need right now" I giggled lightly. I need money, a hundred million freaking dollars! "Enlightened me, I'm in a mood for chitchats" he takes a seat besides me as he raises his glass to his lips, oh those damned dropped dead succulent looking lips, I haven't seen anyone like them before.

The surroundings and the mood make him lose control of himself, and he took advantage of how innocent the woman is with him. He can’t help to think if only he was not with Lucy and the other woman was more experience; they might do something dirty right now. Well, outdoor sex is not a bad idea for Raycon. He is not innocent when it comes to that thing, he’s a dominant Alpha after all.

He was enjoying her pussy while I fucked away at Buffy's bowels. "Mr. Doubery!" Pita moaned. "Oh, that's it, mi hermosa! Fuck my tight asshole!" "Cheerleader slut," the math teacher groaned as he fucked her hard in the asshole. "Mercedes, ooh, ooh, you would be a wonderful mentor for my program," gasped Ms. Kwon. The Korean slut shuddered as she enjoyed the tall and slender cheerleader's mouth. "I'd love to mentor burgeoning sluts," gasped Mercedes, Stone fucking the whore's cunt hard.

“There’s nothing wrong with this.” “You look like you’re about to negotiate a merger.” “I am technically working.” “This is Vegas.” “Yes.” “You can’t go to a club looking like someone’s accountant.” “I’m not your accountant.” “You look like one.” He sighed. “What exactly do you want me to do?” I studied him thoughtfully. Then pointed. “Take off the jacket.” He didn’t move. “Elion.” Slowly, he removed the suit jacket. Better. “Now roll up your sleeves.”

With her breathing still ragged, she spread her legs wide in front of Cedric, shamelessly showing him her still-wet, twitching pussy. “I’ll give you the unit number,” Selly whispered hoarsely, her eyes hazy with lust. “But… finish this game first. Until I’m satisfied.” Cedric paused for a moment, then grinned widely. “What a slut.” Cedric grinned as he saw Selly had thrown away all shame. Without another word, he grabbed her hips roughly and flipped her body over so she was face-down on the sofa, her ass raised high. “Your favorite position,” he muttered as he quickly pulled down his pants. His cock was already rock hard, the head glistening with precum.

Intimacy suddenly took the frontal stage in my life and I'd the urge to become the winner. Serena's eyes fixated on me as she studied my features with a keen hunger. Deciphering every single aspect of the naughty thoughts running inside me, she flashed a toothy smile at me. Knitting my brows with sheer confidence, I knocked on her head, pissing her to zip her lips. She sulked like a grumpy Grand Ma running an old grocery store. My blank face at her attempt to woo me, perplexed her. "In the side corner there's no trace of light."

"I got you." Joan didn't want me to quit working at the club, but that hustling was just not for me. At some point in my life, I knew I would look back and ask myself, "What the hell was I thinking?" Tucked away on the thirtieth floor of a skyscraper, Secre X was a private and exclusive members-only gentlemen's club, where only elite businessmen—mostly married and bored—were admitted. It had no more than about thirty members and each member rented their own booth. Scott made loads from those guys.

“Fuck, baby… look at you. Squatting on my dick like a little slut.” Sara smiled down at him, her eyes sparkling with wicked confidence. She wasn’t the shy girl he once knew. This version of Sara was fearless, bold, and completely in control of her pleasure. She squatted lower, taking him even deeper, then rose up until only the head remained inside her before slamming back down again. The wet and sloppy sound of her soaked pussy swallowing his thick cock filled the room with every bounce. “You like this?” she asked breathlessly, her voice sexy and teasing. “You like watching me squat on your big cock?”