Solangelo Fanart Spicy Novelas e Histórias

I trailed those luscious lips with my thumb, and Solana stuck out her tongue, like she wanted to taste it. "It is not my thumb I want in your mouth, princess." She dropped back onto her heels, her lips still parted as if she was waiting for me to just fuck her mouth. And that was exactly what I planned to do. I wrapped my hand around my cock, and I smiled as I watched her eyes follow my movement. She licked her lips, and I could scent her arousal strongly. "Tongue out." I demanded, and Solana readily obeyed. She slipped out her tongue, eyes looking at me like some temptress sent to make me sin.

“Want to feel me?” She caught his free hand… the one not holding the beer… and guided it under the hem of her nightie. No panties. Just smooth, warm skin and slick heat. His finger slipped through her folds and she was soaked. Johnny groaned, deep in his throat. The beer bottle clinked hard against the counter as he set it down “I need you to fuck me real hard tonight, Johnny” she breathed against his neck. “Hard. Fast. Rough. Deep” That was it

Unfortunately, it was a moment they could only have for a limited period. After properly getting acquainted with her lips and neck, Santiago decided to go for the main prize. Pinning her hands over her head with one hand, he slipped the other into her shorts, wiggling past her silk panties as he softly rubbed the sweet spot between her thighs. Lola immediately inhaled sharply, tilting her head upwards with a slow moan and exposing more neck for Santiago to savor. “Looks like torture,” Santiago commented against her burning skin. “Do you like this kind of torture, muñequita?”

“I love it when you react to me this way sunshine. When your body is in the state of cheiors. Where you want nothing but daddy’s cock filling your cunt and my thoughts clouding your mind.” “Ummm.” he groaned rubbing the bream of his nose against her nape. “You smell great, Sunshine. You always have a way of wrapping my around your fingers. Dante spung her over and he slammed her back to the nearest wall, sniffing her nape and kissing her softly. “Oummm…” Elena’s pussy tingled. Her heart leaped and pleasure sparkles invaded her body, causing her to shudder. Dante pressed her against the wall, kissing and smooching her neck.

The softness of a woman, the promise of a few moments of bliss. “Baby, yeah. Almost there. Oh, yeah, suck harder.” He could virtually sense his impending release. So close. So deliciously close.

‌ Vasky's nerdy enthusiasm shone through, "Indeed, it's like a complex algorithm, each of us contributing a crucial component." ‌ Vanya added with a smile, "And just a pinch of Carlin's cactus charm." ‌ Carlin winked, "And Cathari's ever-present sarcasm." ‌ Cathari chimed in with her monotone tone, "Glad to be of service." ‌ With the bonds of camaraderie, humor, and determination woven strong, the gang stood united. Each member brought their unique flavor to the table, forming a symphony of personalities on a quest for justice.

It was hungry, his tongue pushing past my lips as he tasted me deep. I moaned into it, grinding my hips forward against that thick bulge. “Fuck, Dante,” I gasped when we broke for air. “Don’t stop. I need this. I want you.” We sank down onto the rug again, the fire warming our skin as clothes came off fast. He pulled my tank top over my head, eyes darkening at my bare tits. “These are perfect,” he muttered, cupping one and thumbing the nipple until I arched up whimpering.

Maybe her cold will vanish, maybe it will relieve her stress from the week, or maybe this will be her best fuck ever, and there will be no coming back from it. She had everything replayed nicely as she had conjured it in her mind. Her moans, screams, the movement of the cable car with every glide in from the back… she snapped back. His eyes are squinted slightly, his jaw clenched, brows slightly furrowed, and he looks like a predator ready to devour his prey, but Aria is not sure what hunger lingers in his eyes and what kind of dark desires are behind them.

Her free hand dipped between us, two fingers slamming into my pussy from below, curling up to hit that spot deep, pumping brutal as I rode. I shattered instantly, screaming her name— “Elena! Cumming... your fingers in my squirting pussy!”—juices flooding her hand and thigh, body convulsing wildly on her lap. She kept fingering me through it all, her thick fingers pumping deep into my spasming pussy without mercy, curling hard against that spot inside that made stars burst behind my eyes, while her mouth sucked my nipple rawly, teeth scraping the tender peak, her tongue lashing it wet and relentless until it throbbed swollen and hypersensitive under her lips.

Dante: “Fuck…” I hissed, wrapping my fingers around my mate’s hair, pulling it up in a makeshift ponytail as she sucked me off. Bobbing her head to take me in her mouth, making a low moan escape my lips. Her hand stroked what she couldn’t fit in her mouth, occasionally lowering them to my balls, squeezing them gently, making my eyes roll to the back of my head.