Split And Swallow Book Novels & Stories

However, when I felt him shoot all his cum on my throat, I felt relieved and pleased. “Damn you, slut! ” His eyes are so dark, the veins in his hands are already showing, and he is breathing heavily as his cum explodes inside my mouth. No drop of his juices was dropped on the floor. It all takes place in my throat. “Swallow that bitch! ” He said harshly as he held my jaw tightly. I opened my mouth and showed him his cum on my tongue before swallowing it, like this is the best syrup I have ever tasted. Well, it really is.

Daniel, now pale and trembling, stammered, "I didn’t kill anyone! I had nothing to do with abusing the kid!" Claudia whipped her head around to glare at the terrified man. "What are you trying to say? That it was all me?" "Y-yes! Yes!" Daniel quickly blurted, turning to the officers. "See? She’s admitting it herself!" "Stay still!" Claudia’s face twisted with rage, never expecting Daniel to be so cowardly. She spat in Daniel’s face. "You spineless rat! Weren’t you the one who suggested switching the kids in the first place? You said Mia would inherit Sophie’s fortune and that we’d deal with Sophie once she was left with nothing!

Caressing it with his fingers a few times, he then turned me into a supine position while folding my legs afterward. I knew what’s next, so I no longer feel embarrassed when he separated my legs and fed on my clit right away. After a minute or two, he then pulled down his boxers and positioned his tip on the entrance of my orifice. Seeing no resistance from me, he then pushed inside, moving in and out about five times before I felt him convulsing in pleasure. And that was it; he got fulfilled in just a few minutes while I was fighting off my annoyance for being left out.

catches my eyes. Opening to the correct page I skim through the texts. There are some absurd remedies, such as slicing the tongue in half, talking with pebbles in your mouth, or cutting the tongue shorter. I shuddered at the thought of the first and last one. To my luck, there were some non-radical ways of solving the problem. The bell rang right as I found the book and so I took the book out. Quickly stuffing it in my bag and making my way to my next class.

She snapped her eyes shut, blocking out the world around her. “Oh fuck!” One of the men cursed when Chloe suddenly lurched forward and empty the contents of her stomach all over the dilapidated porch. The heaving didn’t stop there either. Chloe continued to wretch as she fell to her knees. The roar of her pounding heart drowned out the sounds around her including the man cursing at her for getting vomit on his shoes. All she could focus on was her stomach tensing and spasming as it tried to propel whatever remained inside of it out. The watery contents began to slip between the broken floorboards and spread out until it began to mingle with the dirt and pool of blood growing beside it.

Just one line. [Well? Made up your mind? Want to make a deal?] This time, I didn't hesitate. I tapped the screen. [Okay.]

I swallowed around him, savoring his taste as his grip tightened in my hair. A deep groan rumbled through his chest as he thrust deeper, the smooth skin of his length sliding against my tongue. My eyes fluttered closed, losing myself in the sensations as he pulsed and spilled down my throat. Warm fingers stroked my cheek. "Swallow," he commanded, his voice husky. I obeyed, swallowing every drop he gave me. As I did, he slowly slipped from between my lips. A shiver ran through me at the loss of his heat.

Before he reached the end, I felt the man stop and then his cock pulsed and his cum flooded my mouth, and it was so much that it dribbled down the corners of my lips, but I did my best to swallow as much as I could. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment, and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform.

"Now you suck." She tried again, with little more success. I put my lips at her ears, whispering. "When he's at the back of your throat and you feel you can't go any further without gagging, swallow and go down a little more, swallow again, and keep swallowing. Swallow more, swallow harder. That's the trick. Down you go, now swallow. A little more, back up, grab a deep breath, back down, swallow twice; get more of him down. That's another inch right there. Better Whore. Another breath, take more of him this time. Swallow, swallow, swallow. One more inch and you've got it."

It stumbles back while black dots fall from it. "Wait," the boy screams, looking at the flaming sword in his hand. "I know what these are. I know what these are!" "What are they," I yell, walking up to him with my crossbows. "They're called swantle," the boy answers. "They travel in swarms and work together to eat their prey. They can form arms and bodies to overpower their foods." "Swantle," I repeat. "Wait, I have heard of these before. I read about them once. They lived in darkness, and hate light! More specifically, they hate fire."