Hannah sucks in a shuddering breath, moaning in a whimpery voice as I lick her clean. Her legs twitch and twitch as I continue to tongue her until she violently shakes on the bedsheets. "It's happening again..." Satisfaction washes over me as another wave of pleasure unleashes within Hannah as sh
Hannah I wake up to the hottest view that I've ever been faced with in my entire life. My nose is pressed into the most giant pair of pecs I've ever seen, and there is no means of escape! Tobias is holding me captive in his big arms, and his light snoring whistles in my ears. I don't ever want to
His face is so ridable, and—oh, he is driving that tongue harder against me now, and I'm melting. Breaking apart. Shattering. It feels so good— "Oh my god, Tobias..." I manage between gasps. "It's good, but... I want to please you... Let me lick and suck your cock..." "Not today." I moan in frust
Tobias This morning is a disaster. It started out great, with Hannah moaning underneath me as I licked her pink folds, but now it turns out all my private chefs are down with corona. What the fuck am I going to eat?! My stomach growls, and misery is all around. I'm sitting by the kitchen table, g
Hannah falls into a fit of laughter and hurries away from me. "There, now I'm leading in the prank leaderboard!" I glare at her, but on the inside, I'm smiling. "I'm going to get back at you, Mrs. Ford, and my revenge will be worse than what you've done." Hannah winks at me. "I will be looking for
Hannah "I'm sorry, but Mr. Ford is busy and won't take visitors right now. Not even from his wife." My chest fills with frustration. Tobias told me he wanted me to bring the baked goods to his office. It doesn't make sense that his assistant isn't letting me see him. "Listen," I look down at her
"W-what are you going to do with the recording?" I ask. He gives me a wicked grin. "Isn't it obvious? Watch it whenever I'm having a bad day." What he is saying is terrible, and I gasp in shock. But then Tobias cracks up, and the sound of his laughter is too much for my vagina and ovaries, especia
Tobias I think Hannah might be pissed at me. I'm not sure why, but our message conversation is... hinting at it. Pixie Spaz: So we are married. Me: Yes? Me: But obviously, it's a contract marriage. Those papers you filled in yesterday, remember those? They are for one solid year. Pixie Spaz:
Linda It’s my first Christmas with Mark, and I couldn’t be any happier. I spent all morning cooking and putting the final touches on the tree. I forced Mark to sleep over and make cookies with me the night before. At first, he was grumpy and complaining, but then he got into the spirit after I let
Mark nods and takes my hand, leading me outside. The rest of the family is gathered around the picnic table, chatting and laughing. Julian, Mark’s stepfather, is flipping burgers on the grill. He just seems like a normal guy, I think to myself. Mark’s older brother, Tobias, smiles at us. “Welcome,
Linda Saturday came too fast. I’m pacing back and forth as I’m a nervous wreck. I’m meeting Mark’s family today, and he is standing there grinning like it’s no big deal while I try to calm my nerves. We have been dating for a month, and this is my first time meeting his family, so it’s a big deal
Linda’s face lights up. “Really? I’m looking forward to meeting her too!” she exclaims, wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a kiss. I chuckle and kiss her back. “I told you there was nothing to worry about.” “I know, but meeting your family is a big deal, you know?” she says, looking at
Mark A few weeks later. I can’t believe it. Linda and I are dating, and I feel like my head is in the clouds. Since when did I become such a sucker for love? I have no idea. We have been dating for a month now, and never in my life did I imagine I would be lounging on the sofa next to a beautif
Damn it. I’m a full grown woman; I shouldn’t be floating on cloud nine. Neither should I be falling for Mark this quickly, but I can’t fight the warm emotions growing within me. I wrap my arms around Mark’s neck, deepening the kiss as I let go of my inhibitions. His hands move higher up my thighs,
Linda I panic when I open my eyes and see thick, muscular arms wrapped around me. My ex-husband is dead, and I haven’t spent the night with anyone in forever. All logic leaves my brain, and I scream before bolting up from bed. It doesn’t matter that I was the one who invited Mark to my home. I’m n
“You have the most perfect tits,” he grunts. “I can’t stop myself from playing with them.” I crack my eyes open and stare at his large pectoral muscles that easily rival the size of my breasts. But don’t get me wrong. My breasts are by no chance small. It’s just that Mark is a fucking beast. “Your
“Oh, please.” “Say it again.” “What?” I ask, my voice is slightly shaky. “That you need me,” his voice has gone lower, and I shudder at the authority in it. Mark is normally as tame as a lamb, but it seems like there is a more dominant nature to him in bed. It turns me on even more. He might be