Romans & histoires Shrill

Making everyone scream in hysterics instantly. The music suddenly stopped. Replaced with uncontrollable chaos and screaming. Jack stopped his guitar playing. He came to the front of the stage and smiled horribly. Jack took out a knife from the pocket he had prepared earlier. He slit his own throat until blood gushed from his neck with an expressionless face.

Vivian shrieked, a high, shattered sound tearing from her throat as he drove forward in a sudden, crushing thrust that buried him to the very root. "Ah—! Dominic! Fuck!" she screamed, her back arching completely off the cushions as the massive, unyielding stretch returned with full force. A violent wave of liquid heat crashed straight to her center, melting her renewed resistance in a fraction of a second. "Ah, god... wait... please..."

"Go... to... hell." Kiara gracefully lowered the digital recorder, a terrifying, incredibly dark smirk violently spreading across her flawless red lips. She wasn't angry. She was absolutely, deeply thrilled by the complete, ruthless destruction of his entirely stubborn will. The absolute thrill of the violent corporate hunt completely intoxicated her flawless predator instincts.

“Fuck, that’s good.” She sped up her movements, bobbing her head up and down over his length and hollowing her cheeks. The grip on her hair tightened and Jake shifted again. “Take a deep breath … when I hit the back of your throat again, swallow. You won’t be able to breathe, but I’ll pull back.”

Greer lowered his briefs and out it came. Riveted, Shyla raised her hands up to her mouth, her eyes rounding. He looked a bit surprised by her reaction. “What?” “You… are sooo…” “What?” he asked, then looked down as he grasped his length and gave it a firm slide with his hand. Literally gulping at him stroking himself, she whispered. “So sexy. I never saw anyone like you before. I never saw a man that…”

Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuuuuuuucck!" Shelly screams, as her body convulses in an orgasmic tremor, sending a succession of rhythmic shivers through her pussy and her ass. I hold her ass cheeks tightly against me, until she collapses on the bed, disengaging herself from my spent cock. I plop down next to her wrapping my arm around her shoulders, both of us gasping for air.

“Shut up, you skinny bitch! Can’t you see I’m moaning?! Moaning— Mooooooaning!” I yelled.

This damn strange sensations I get when I am in his presence is going to drive me insane. “ I will bend you over and spank you until you listen to me and be a good little one,” he whispered in my ear with a deep low husky voice. My bottom lip quivered out of fear because I don’t know if he actually meant it or was just trying to scare me into staying with him. I stayed quiet, not wanting to test that theory.

I yelled out of frustration. "Don't fucking yell at me I could've left you there to die! I could've let him rape you and kill you. If I wanted to I could've waited till he killed you so that you could kill him and collect the money my damn self!" He yelled as his eyes darkened. Dylan's a very attractive man but when he gets angry like this it's incredibly scary. He almost looks like a different person, he gets so infuriated that he can't control his impulses. But at this point I had nothing to loose

with every breath. When Shelby let out a wordless shriek, her muscles clamped down hard on his throbbing cock, holding him deep inside her tunnel. The intense pressure made him catch his breath until his body let go as well, the climax boiling up from his balls to spew out like a fire hose.