Zenitsu Hot Novels & Stories

As he plunged in and out of her his fingers pulled back and forth in the same tempo. Harder and harder Gus drove into her, working her to bring her to the edge. Anya felt an icy heat rocket through her and the climax building low in her belly. It surged through her exploding just as she felt Gus stiffen behind her signaling the onset of his own orgasm. And then they crashed together, shuddering with the force of their release, the muscles of her cunt milking him. He shouted her name as he emptied himself into her, the hot jets of his semen pouring into the thin latex shield.

Hot, hard to touch. "F ucck..." The Señorito said again as he returned his kiss to my neck. He is also tall. Tried to hold everything hard, It's so hot and humid between me and Señorito, it's just that he's so fat too, that I can't get my hands around him.

Pussy Owner (2) Rita's POV Hilton didn’t give me time to catch my breath. He stayed buried deep inside my dripping pussy, grinding slow, deliberate circles that kept every sensitive nerve singing. My walls still fluttered around his thick shaft, milking him from the intense aftershocks of my first orgasm. Vincent sat only a few feet away in the chair, the phone held steady in his trembling hands, his own cock straining painfully against his pants as he filmed every slick inch of his best friend stretching his wife.

Gosh, his cock looked like it belonged to a young male pornstar. "Touch it," he ordered in a steely voice. "Wrap your pretty hand around it and help me come over your big, beautiful tits." I reached out, wrapping my small hand around his thick shaft. It felt so hot and heavy, my big tits jiggling as I gave him firm strokes, his eyes never leaving them. "Fuck, Elena... that feels so good." He'd groan, thrusting slightly into my fist. "Look at your fat tits swing as you jerk me off. So....so.... close. "

They laughed loudly at her feeble protests, their hands roaming all over her naked flesh but ensuring to avoid her pussy mound. Tessa screamed again as her bikini bottoms were pulled down to her knees, her thighs pulled apart and her gaping sex leered at by four huge black men. She lay there struggling weakly as her thighs were held open and each of the drooling men ogled her sex disgustingly. They lifted her and pulled her knees up, taking turns to get a better look at her slit and the pink little ring of her anus. “Nice arse,” one commented. “Wouldn’t mind fucking that I can tell you.”

Zen pushed back his chair, making room for me. When i was standing between the desk and Zen, i asked, “What?” “Utsukushī,” Zen finally murmured. Unable to help myself after being called beautiful in reverent tones by such a painfully proud and powerfully handsome man, i began touching myself. “Don't keep watching me,” i begged. “Just fuck me hard as you can” i licked my lips as i moved my hand to my nipple. Zen was tempted now. “Pull your legs up until your feet are on the desk,” Zen instructed.

“Let me make you feel good, Rene.” He sat me down at the edge, bending down on his knees. Slowly, he lifted the hem of my nightie up until it was bunched around my waist, exposing my pussy to the air. I wasn’t completely clean shaven because Nathan didn’t care for that. Suddenly, I was hit with a touch of self-consciousness, but the look in Remy’s eyes told me to quiet those thoughts. He was ready to feast, no matter the presentation.

NIVEA My generous curves seemed to captivate him completely. I watched his lips part and engorge, his cheeks flushing with lust. The way he stared at me—like I was Nefertiti, the goddess of love—made my pussy throb powerfully. A warm, traitorous wave of arousal flooded through my core. He drew in a sharp breath through his mouth and bit his lower lip hard.

As they were introduced to their room, the Attendant had mentioned that ruby Yu sent boxes and bags of stuff over to them and it was sitting pretty in the corner of their room. But right ahead was another distraction. As Zenith was laying in his left side to face her, his exposed chest from his unbottoned shirt was right in front of her and for a man who covered up in suits all the time, it was a rare sight to see his body like that. “Like what you see?” Zenith's voice came from above her, startling her that she immediately rolled backwards, however, his hand caught her by her waist and brought her closer to him, making her forehead collide with his chest in an abrupt manner.

This is it. I was about have sex on my kitchen island with a man I met a few days ago. Nothing crazy about that of course. I tried not to think about it too much, so I mainly focused on my body and how much on fire it was. Tristan was a great kisser, that's for sure. The way he gripped the back of my neck with one hand and my waist with the other drove me crazy. The way he moved his lips in a rhythmic manner on mine pushed my feelings to a certain ecstatic high that was enough to drive me insane.