Shrek Crack Novels & Stories

H‌is other hand cracked down on‍ her ass with a loud‍ S‌MACK. It left a fresh bright red handprint‌ that made he​r scream. "You're gus‍hing‍ like a broke‍n wh⁠ore." He c‍on​tinued. "​Your husband's money can't bu‌y a cock tha‍t stret⁠ches you this wide can it?" "No. N‌o it can't." Greta waile⁠d. Tears of pleasure streame⁠d dow​n her face. "I'm just a hole for your cock."

Sheila snapped, her voice cracked. "What?" Derrick exclaimed.

He had mentioned ice cream as motivation, and that could be an excuse for when Ally was at home and was wondering where they had gone to. He needed to make a stop at Darren Harper's house. He was the school computer whiz. There was nothing he couldn’t hack into, even though his services were not known by all. He had earned the name Darren Hacker when he first hacked into the school archive to change the record of the school valedictorian from one year to another. He had done several others but that was what gained him the recognition.

I chuckle and he squeeze my breast that made me moan. I lean towards him and he start eating it that made me close my eyes tight while both of my hands are on his shoulder, getting support while I thump inside out for the both of us. “Fuck!” I scream as we both came, we both look at each other in the eye and flash a smirk on our faces feeling naughty when I heard the door open and when we both look at it my eyes widen when I saw Pearl. She drooped her coffee on the floor and immediately close the door despite the mess she created and left without saying a work.

"I wouldn't know, seems like you drugged me." "That I did....." "What's this about? Money?" Kiara laughed like she had just been told the best joke in the universe. "Oh goodness no. Hey B, she thinks it's about money!" Someone laughed and slowly walked towards her turning on the light. "You people are really snobby aren't you." He said. Robyn would know that voice and stupid face anywhere. Brett. "Arg. It's you, blurr face." "Oh I forgot you got a mouth on you."

the subordinate replied. Crack! Nameless froze. He gritted his teeth so hard, he cracked one of his yellow teeth.

The bed creaked loudly beneath. “Please… stop… I can’t…” I cried, voice breaking into sobs. Tears streamed down my face. My pussy burned from the stretch. Every slam made me feel like I was being split open by his massive cock. Yet my inner walls kept squeezing him tight, fresh juices coating his shaft, betraying how much my body loved it. He only growled louder. “You’re crying, but this pussy is sucking me in. So fucking wet. You don’t really want me to stop, do you? That's good. Because I don't want to stop either.”

Same face, same curly hair, except his chin was slightly fuller with the soft weight of a double chin. "The fuck?" Lena's skin went cold. "Twenty million!" She turned toward the new voice and her knees gave out. She went straight down onto the stage floor. Because the man who had just called twenty million dollars also looked exactly like Jax. "Th… three Jaxs???"

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 –"