Sinful Tv Novels & Stories

“Choke on it, Clara. Show me how much you want your stepdaddy’s cock.” Sara’s moans grew louder. “Daddy! I’m going to cum!” Her pussy clenched tightly around his fingers. Vincent pumped them faster. He rubbed her G-spot without mercy. Sara cried out as pleasure gripped her. She squirted hard. Her juices gushed over his hand, dripping down her thighs. Her legs trembled violently. . Clara continued deepthroating Vincent's cock.Vincent pulled his fingers out and made Clara lick them clean. Then he told both girls to lay them side by side on the dining table, right next to their sleeping mother. Sara's heart pounded with forbidden excitement.

“I—“ she paused. “Fuck you Jared Harlen” I hear her walk out leaving me alone in my office with a throbbing dick. Celeste Flynn would be the death of me

I wish Val was alive, at least we'd have been together, secluded together. The life I lived was a lonely one. It's not like I even had a choice. Ofcourse I had friends but they only knew Lana Michaels, the goofy,crazy Lana Micheals with a perfect life. They didn't know Lana Morelli, the one who had killed and stolen for survival, the black sheep of her family who was harbouring intense bitterness and anger toward them. Lana Morelli who hated that her life was pathetic, the daughter of a monster. Lana Morelli who had a tainted soul and the one who was going to kill her father.

“Moaning our names while you played with that needy little pussy right next to your husband.” Cane smirked, palming the huge bulge in his sweatpants. “Your body is fucking sinful, sweetheart. Those heavy tits, that soft belly, that fat ass… made for real men to worship. Not whatever the hell Seth is doing to you.” Heat flooded my core again. My nipples stiffened visibly against the thin fabric. I pulled the covers up to my chest, shame burning my face. “This is wrong,” I whispered, voice trembling. “I’m a married woman. Your brother’s wife. My family… our faith… this is a sin. I can’t.”

They have changed the movie to a 100% straight up p**n Both of them had their thick, veiny cocks gripped tight in their fists, stroking slow and steady while the loud p**n played on the TV. The hell!?

“Don’t you know your lifestyle is affecting Lilibeth and me? Don’t you know you’re hurting us? I’ve dealt with your sh*t for more than ten years since Mum died! Why are you doing this? Are you proud of who you’ve become?” Tears streamed down my face as I poured out my emotions to the man lying in front of me like a piece of trash. “Hey, get me some liquor,” my father grimly muttered, as if my words didn’t even matter. “Mum would be rolling in her grave right now. She’d be so ashamed of you,” Lilibeth spat. “How—how dare you?!” Father shot up with a sudden burst of energy and delivered an ear-splitting slap to Lilibeth.

“You stole something from me. You tried to deliver it. Tell me who gave you the fucky order.” The man’s lips trembled. He coughed, blood flecking his teeth. “You don’t understand. He’s worse than you.” “I’ll take that as a compliment. Speak.” He broke. Just like that. Whispers cracked out of him like leaking steam. “Vance. Vance Halifax. He—he worked for Blackwell. Fired for laundering. He’s been building an alliance. Clara. That woman claiming she’s pregnant. Some on the board. He said you’d be too in love with your fake wife to see the knife coming.”

I haven't seen him many times, but it's enough to know that I don't want anything to do with him. Angelo runs one of his father's successful companies, while I haven't heard anything about his sister and brother. Last time I saw and heard something about them was when I was little. Angelo was the only child in their family that was under the spotlights and he loved it. He was known in society as a womanizer and I don't know why the fuck girls swooned over him. Well okay, I can guess why. Angelo is not ugly, at least from what I remember and see on the news, no matter how much I don't like him I can't lie about this thing.

Why? What sin did I do to deserve such a heartless punishment? I loved a werewolf. Is love a sin? If so, God is the one to be punished for giving me the ability to love a beast. God, including your Moon Goddess, is the one to blame, not me or my baby. Mark my words, you will pay. You will pay for the slow death my baby and I are suffering now. You will regret the minute you left me to die, tied up here, on this tree.

"Watch me put a baby in you," you say to me as you kiss my neck and caress my tits. This is your latest obsession, your mission that must be accomplished. Most men can't stand pregnant women; they think they're fat and ugly, but not you. Every time you see a pregnant belly, your c*ck stands at attention, as if to salute. You're all for breastfeeding in public, as long as you can watch with that bulge in your shorts. Our pornography collection seems more like the videos you would find at the obstetrician. You're always bringing home some new movie where a sexy woman with a bulging belly is getting satisfied by one or two young studs or other pregnant women. You love to watch as a woman gets h