고자극 Novels & Stories

It occurred to me as I caught a glimpse of myself in the upper corner of the screen that I had a deep cut and bruise on my face that came with an explanation I didn't want to give. I cringed. Here we go... ''What happened to your face?'' He signed fervently. ''Why are you hurt?'' ''Calm down," I signed back. ''It's just a cut.'' He gave me an exasperated look. ''How did you get it?'' I bit my lip before sighing. "I got hit in the face with an iron stick.'' Zak closed his eyes and I knew he was probably counting up to ten and back down again.

Gerald Handsome: Yes. Miss Rara: Gerald, Rara wants strawberry. Gerald Handsome: strawberry. Miss Rara: 🤬🤬🤬🤬 .. Gerald, Rara wants real strawberries😭😭 Gerald Handsome: buy it. Miss Rara: Gerald mother already knew what Rara was lying🙄🙄 Gerald Handsome: So? Miss Rara: My mother slapped me 😭😭😭. Gerald Handsome: Oh my.

Zarun said and applied a cold gel on her butt Zeenat felt good as soon as he applied it. She relaxed a bit and sighed. " Where is my gift? "Zeenat asked " you mean your pleasurable gift? "Zarun asked " hmm! "Zeenat hummed " but for that I need your permission because it may make you uncomfortable but I promise it is worth it you will feel extreme pleasure. Can I give you that gift? "Zarun asked and Zeenat said yes without thinking much

“I don't know, I can't be sure of anything but I don't think it's a woman. I have no enemy.” "Let's try to evaluate our suspects." Paola put a hand on her hip and examined the board. "What motive would Ezra have for harassing you?” I kept quiet and tried to think of a reason. “I do not know.” “What reasons does Fernando have for harassing you?” “Take revenge on me, make me suffer and ruin my relationship with Isaac,” Paola wrote what I said on the board. “What reasons does Isaac have to harass you?” I had never thought about that. “None.”

I had spent my whole life reading the Bible but this verse… it plagued me in my dreams. “What. Does. It. Say. Yasmin?” I drew a deep breath and began to speak. “For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth…” I felt nothing at first as the water trickled down my hands and fingers but in a split second, I was consumed by hot scalding pain. My voice filled the room and my dad held my hands in place as I tried to pull away. “Please! Please!” “Finish what you started, Yasmin!” “And… and…”

Jaidyn groans. His hands are everywhere on my body setting it on fire. I let out a small scream when he started rubbing my clit. “Jaidyn please…” I gasp out. I am not even sure what I am asking. His finger slips down through my wet folds. I cry out when he slips his finger into me. He is thrusting his finger into me and with each thrust, he is hitting my g-spot. He is trailing kisses down my body.

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Kane stood beside his sleek black McLaren, exhaling a cloud of smoke as he flicked his cigar to the ground, crushing it beneath his boot. The night was thick with tension, but it wasn't from the fight. It was from the blonde currently kneeling in front of him, her hands resting on his thighs as she worked him over with practiced ease. He should have been feeling something. Pleasure. Satisfaction. A hint of release. But instead, he felt nothing. Her mouth was warm, wet, eager—but there was no fire in it. No spark. No real connection. Just another woman desperate to say she had been with Kane Shawn. The underground champion. The undefeated god of the ring.