Sipsipin Mo Ang Titi Ko Novels & Stories

I always feel my heartbeat in the most intimate place ever. The pulse between my thighs was making me crazy but I just remained there, trying to calm myself. I’d worsen this if I decide to touch myself. Not only would it get suspicious that I’ve been away, I’d get frustrated because I do not even have a dildo to fuck myself.

Heat soon starts coursing through my veins in soft ripples. “Oh… Say his name. Moan it till he fucking craves you.” I say to myself more than to the camera. “Say his name while you tease your clit… Say his name while you slide down to your cunt and smear your saliva all over… Say his name and make a wish…” I scored out my thighs, good enough to feel every inch of me. My free hand grabs the soft fabric of my shorts and I push it upward, baring my cunt to the fullest, then I hit play.

Nanghihinang napapikit na lang siya at malalim na huminga. Self, relax. Ex lang siya, ikaw pa rin ang current girlfriend. Yeah, ako ang kasalukuyan niya. . .

Hindi ko alam! Damn it! Ano bang pinaggagagawa ko? "It's written all over your face, Sefira. You looked like an angel trying to seduce me with your moans." Nanindigan ang bahalibo ko sa lalim at senswal ng kanyang boses. "Fuck, you're turning me on."

"You don’t understand what a titty-fuck is, do you?" He cackled as he squeezed my boob again. "That’s when I stick my penis between those whoppers and you jiggle them till I cum." He scratched my nipple with his fingernail which made it become really stiff and apparent. My eyes almost popped out from my mind at the notion. "Are you really going to provide me a titty-fuck?" Si asked with a twinkle in his eye.

“See you tomorrow, Ms. Bisila. Good night.” "What exactly do you want?" Bisila asked, watching him closely. “Have a good night, Miss Bisila," Mr. James said with a polite nod as he walked past her. “Have a good night, Mr. James." “See you tomorrow," he added. “Yeah, sure," she replied with a slight snap, hopping up the Thompsons' fence with practised ease. Within minutes, she was already scaling the arc of the large house, as sneaky as a cat. Quietly, she pushed open the roof hatch and slipped inside, landing on a creaky bed that let out an awkward groan.

Nipples lіkе реnсіl еrаѕеrѕ роkе through thе material, mocking me. And then a tit slips out оf her tор. Just оnе. I аlmоѕt сrеаm my pants. Thіѕ absolutely ѕlауѕ mе, іrrаtіоnаllу turnіng me оn іn ways I саn’t ԛuаntіfу. I ѕhіvеr, take a dеер breath, fоrсе mуѕеlf tо calm dоwn.