Twisted Foxy Novels & Stories

I'm twitching, shaking, back arched— He reaches down and picks up the champagne bottle. Before I can say a word, he pours the last little bit over my pussy. I gasp at the sudden bubbling cold. I try to wriggle away but he holds me down and sucks the champagne from my clit and the folds of my pussy, licking me clean, making these filthy delighted noises as he does it. "Fuck, Eros, you need to warn a girl before you drench her in champagne." He slides his fingers in deep, silencing me as a low moan wrenches itself from my throat.

And to those still hesitant, he offered a warning. "If you're not with me, you're against me. And if you’re against me... I don't keep repulsive pets." One by one, they give in. Some needed bribes. Some needed blackmail. But in the end, they all turned their backs to Oliver. And when the last one fell, Jake unveiled his new empire. ATARDECIDIDA. The organization that would erase Twilight from existence.

The current was turbulent, and the ground was slippery so loosing my concentration would result in something unimaginably bad. After about five minutes of careful navigation through the flood with my feet, we crossed the brook. I lowered her to the ground. And just when she stood on her feet, she creamed; “Crabs, crabs!” I looked at where she pointed the light to, and there, on the muddy ground, I saw two crabs that held on tightly to each other with their pincers.