Novel & Cerita Wendy Corduroy Hentai

"Nothing fine. Something... dark. Simple." Wendy dug, her hands tossing aside emerald green silk, deep blue velvet... and then she found it. A simple, almost severe, tunic. Black. Long-sleeved. Made of... some kind of thick, soft wool. And a pair of black leggings. "That," I said. The next twenty minutes... were a new kind of hell. Wendy had to cut my nightgown off me. It was stuck to my back with dried and fresh blood.

Fine. Sucking on his cock had been really good, but Wendy started to imagine Mr. Fine licking his wife's pussy like he had licked hers. She was so lucky to have such a stud for a husband! Wendy thought about them fucking and sucking, and she busily fingered her little cunt until she finally convulsed and a clear stream of fluid shot out of her pussy onto the floor. She panted and heaved, never having felt like this before... **********

The thought that they might be caught only made her climax approach faster. ‘Nearly done,’ he called, pushing three fingers inside Cordelia now. With another stroke of his expert hands, Cordelia felt herself explode with pleasure. Liquid gushed from her cunt as clouds of ecstasy carried her beyond her body. Even in all her sinful sessions alone she had never felt such waves flow through her. She knew she’d cried out, but at least the cushion muffled the sound. ‘Good girl.’ He pulled up her bloomers. Breathlessly, Cordelia stood up and straightened her skirt. ‘Thank you, sir.’ She noticed the fresh patch of wetness on the floor. Quickly, she dropped to her knees and began dabbing at it.

Wendy stepped closer, and I smiled as I nodded. “Of course.” I jiggled my wrist and waited. In my mind, I was begging them to believe me. Please Goddess, believe me. But Toya snorted and my hope fell. “Nice try.” She sliced her claw through my shirt and it fell away. “I’m going to leave you in your bra and underwear.” She circled my back and gasped. “What?” Wendy came and looked.

Wendy instructed. She nodded slowly like a slave being ordered. She wasn’t too scared, she was getting used to guns being pointed at her, and she knew that if she obliged to the instruction, she wouldn’t get hurt. She got into the bathroom and after some minutes, she came out dressed in a red lingerie. Wendy’s lips parted as soon as she saw Rebecca, “Girl, you’re fucking hot.” She remarked. Rebecca didn’t say a word, instead, she walked closer to her, not caring about the gun in her hand.

It made her want to puke at him. “Mate!” Dax called Wendy. She turned to look at his face. He was so close. Her heart pounding in her chest. “Do you want to taste me?” Dax asked, pulling his trousers belt off. He freed his trousers and exposed his huge cọck. He was so shameless. Wendy’s throat tightened. Her eyes widened at the sight of his huge cọck. Wendy knew that shifting in the Boston Pack was magical. She didn’t need to undress to shift. This was the first time that she was getting to see a man’s cọck. So huge, veiny and thick.

With a sharp tug, Charlotte pulled Wendy inside and flung her forward. Wendy lost her balance, her knee slamming into the dresser. “Ow! Are you insane?!” she screeched. Charlotte’s eyes were ice. “Did you break my figurine?” Wendy’s gaze flickered, her lips parting. “I—What are you even talking about? I wasn’t in your room!” Charlotte stepped closer, her presence suffocating. “Really? Because when I stepped out of the shower, I saw a glimpse of a beige skirt at my door.”

I say instead. “Like what? Wendy is always at her computer working with you guys,” she says. Interesting. Wendy isn’t always working with me. If she’s spending that much time at her computer, then she’s spending more time with Hacker than I realized. I already knew he liked her and was probably using this weekend to spend time with her away from me. Which is exactly why I showed up. Wendy isn’t eighteen and if we’re both interested in her, there’s a possibility that she could be mated to one of us. So yeah, I’m here to cockblock that bastard.

Wendy called out Kieran's name in a breathy voice. "Alpha... you want me, don't you? Hurry up... fuck me." Wendy used the filthiest words to tempt Kieran's desire. The next second, her body was lifted into the air and thrown heavily onto the bed. She cried out. A rough, large hand caressed her face and moved downward. Wendy closed her eyes and tilted her head back, letting out soft sounds. She even started removing her own clothes. Yet when that burning hand touched Wendy's neck, it suddenly tightened and gripped her throat hard.

His fingers slipped under the thin lace, stroking her bare pussy. “Already wet?” he groaned, pushing a finger inside her. “You love this, don’t you?” Cordelia moaned softly, riding his finger, letting him believe every sound was real. He paid extra for more. She wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked him until he came with a grunt, spilling over her fingers. Five hundred dollars in her bra. It felt like nothing.