Chapter 1. The Naughty Memory

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“Holy shit! I can't stop c*mming,” Jade moaned, cupping his balls and stroking his ballocks. Forthwith, she lifted her leg a little, allowing his protracted cock to caress between her greasy crotch.

“You are a naughty slut, honey. You're still coming?” He inquired, knowing precisely how his cuddling stirred her within.

Meanwhile, John got into the actual act. He was exceptional; his right hand working on her bosoms while his left fingers puncturing through her wet lips.

Jade had never encountered such a sensation in her entire life. And if I talk of a sentiment, I mean a gigantic explosion of glee.

Soon after, he joined his ring and middle and finger–fucked her casually, fast then deeper. Grasping that she was content with his motion, he placed the gonads of his shaft into the opening of her cunt and pressured it in, reluctantly.

After a while, her lips soaked with juices as she moaned, crying, “F*ck me now—!”

She felt fabulously elated. Upon saying that, John ceased thrusting her from behind and hauled his dick out. Promptly, she arched and examined his countenance, deliberating she had off–targeted.

Meanwhile, John chortled derisively and said, “Just a little diligence, darling. I'll unequivocally f*ck you when the time is right. Remember, we have a long night to create some delirious memories–”

Squeezing her butt into his direction, she beseeched, “Please, f*ck me now. I want you inside me, deeply.”

“Not now. Until you wash my soak with your juices, I'm not going to f*ck you. You'll do that for me, won't you?” He asked, swiftly intending to play with her lips.

Jade warily locked lips with his and nibbled them gingerly. In a while, their breathing momentum accelerated with a burning passion growing inwardly.

Thenceforth, their salivary glands worked flawlessly as they exchanged their metallic–taste saliva.

Meanwhile, she reached his d*ck and scattered her legs for him to enter into her promised land. Instead, John backed–off, avoiding her thought and jabbed his fingers into her thirsty cunt.

“I need your phallus inside me!” she cried with an ambitious voice. Still, John deserted her longing and in scrubbed her clit with his fingers. Infra, his motion accelerated in–and–out until she lost dominion of her palpitating legs.

“You guaranteed to squirt on my face, will you?” he inquired, his tone vague, notwithstanding, ardent.

One hand rubbing her hard–rock n*pples, the other one working on her groin, while his tongue on her cl*t, she sensed another spasm bulging within her innermost veins.

As she was about to blast with rapture, she moaned, gritting her teeth, “Holy shit! I'm coming again! F*ck… f*ck…”

“I know, honey. Spatter your juices on my face, then I'll f*ck you hard,” he whispered, quickening the friction on her clit.

Swiftly, her legs began to flutter, instigating her spine to shudder. Curling her toes, she bolted her anchor on his shoulders and moaned, rolling her eyes, “F*ck me harder!”

“After this, I'll put my d*ck into your crotch and f*ck you hard. I'll squeeze juices out of your brain, you whore!” he growled, soothing her clit tenderly as she trembled her legs adroitly.

Energetically, Jade dragged him between her legs and sealed her legs behind him. With that, she lifted her buttocks a little and pressured his dick against her cunt.

Promptly, her greasy crotch welcomed him in, effortlessly as she moaned with gratification.

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Chapter 1. The Naughty Memory

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Absolutely nude, Carla grabbed her towel and cloaked herself halfway, completely exposing her breast. Thenceforward, she bumped her bottom and glimpsed through the window;

It was in the midday and the sun rays virtually magnified her skin through the window glass. Nevertheless, the reflection was sumptuous to her eyes. Considering the conducive weather, her aura seemed sophisticated, too.

She was alone and doubtlessly amused with the solitude. Like any other day, the room sniffed fantastic, nonetheless, that day's aroma sniffed exceptional; reminding her of the cleaner who had been mopping her flat before she arrived home.

A while later, Carla made her way into the bathroom and allowed the door to wave at its pace. Meanwhile, she unwrapped herself and anchored the towel on the far end of the wall.

With that, she pressed the door with her fingers and allowed it to shut itself, her attention engaged with something else; the initial, chill splashes on her body.

Carla was consistently spooked of cold water, however, today, she would rather relish it considering the sunny day.

Typically, she stretched her feet into the middle of the cubicle and twisted the shower knob. Predicting the sensation, she gasped and waited for the first drops to cuddle her warm body.

Though awfully frosty at the initial splashes, she appreciated the sensation, gasping frequently like a cat under the rains. She felt like avoiding the splashes, however, she compelled herself to stay beneath it. Meanwhile, she tiptoed as her body acquainted to the wintry temperatures.

Getting used to the now luscious sensation, Carla lifted her eyes to the ceiling while cupping her waist. Subsequently, she crooked a little and allowed the jet to land on her chest, forming countless streams down to her feet.

Meanwhile, her skin curled with an electrifying sensation, forcing her to abide the freaking goosebumps. She tingled, charismatically hardening her n*pples.

Cherishing the bizarre sensitivity, she trembled her hair, and it constituted ribbons down her back. Some strands caressed her buttocks, making the sensation even more worse.

After settling her feet to the ground, she grabbed a soap from her soap–dish and sniffed it first. It was her dearest, strawberry flavour. Thereafter, she held the soap under the splashes and rotated it between her slender fingers.

Typically, a slippery coating formed between her fingers. After rubbing her hands together, she applied the cream on her body, starting with her neck, then on her belly downwards.

As the thick lather formed, she caressed her neck delicately. Every stroke on her body made her nerves shiver and her temperatures shifted. The entire cubicle sniffed fruity, with the aura of the soap diffusing everywhere. Meanwhile, she shut her eyes and cherished her self–provocation.

After concise incentive on her neck, she twisted the silver knob again and scrubbed the lather away. Moreover, she grabbed the soap and swapped it between her fingers; this time more zealously.

Thenceforth, she aimed her breasts. After satisfying them with the lather, she cupped them and then rotated her fingers delicately over her nipples. Copying the same motion made her body tremor.

Her slippery fingers fondled the underside of her breasts while cupping the other with her hand. Her nipples still crystallizing, she squeezed them to apt into her palm before facing the ceiling.

This was more voluptuous than a mere hygienic act; however, she couldn't quit indulging the sensation. Lost in her realm of bliss, Carla didn't hear the door swung behind her.

Despite the ambiguity, she didn't stare, but concentrated with the sensation. Instead, she stroked herself harder, virtually making herself moan softly. The more she caressed her nipples, the more her moaning accelerated.

To assuage her inquisitiveness, Carla turned and peeked behind her froze shoulders. In her sanity, she was petrified of confronting her cleaner!

Unable to believe who her eyes met, she closed her eyes and gulped the whole frustration. If wishes were horses, every vagrant would ride; I think she understood the connotation of that.

Admiringly, it wasn't the cleaner; however, seeing him made her somehow feel outraged. While snapping back to realism, he grinned at her and stood tall.

Forthwith, another frantic thought replenished her adversity. Wasn't he just splendid to achieve the part she couldn't be by herself?

“I'm sorry!” Carla fabricated her panic.

Instead, he beamed again, this time vastly.

Thereafter, he examined her from head to toe before recopying the move again, reversely. Meanwhile, his eyes zoomed to her sharp–pointing bosoms as she cupped them softly.

Seeing him enthralled, Carla energized her provocation and curled her lips into a flirtatious smile. She was legitimately a talented actor and him; a show–rider.

The thought that this was her boss nearly skinned her, but considering that he had seen her nude like a hooker left her out of options.

Meanwhile, her eyes landed on his jeans and admired the long stalk which had formed inside his pants. After locking eyes with him for a while, she gestured him to loosen his belt.

Without hesitation, he dropped his trouser and his protruding cock formed inside his short. Promptly, Carla tiptoed into his direction and dropped it, her eyes on it. As she anticipated, a long shaft bounced out and pointed at her front.

Utilizing her skilful hand well, Carla touched his shaft softly before pulling him inside the cubicle. Meanwhile, he obeyed her signal with a broad smile and eventually frowned.

In the middle of the cubicle, their eyes locked for a while before Carla beaming exquisitely. Immediately, she grabbed the soap and handed it to him, saying, “How about you help me scrub my back?”

After a short reluctance, he grabbed it from her and swallowed hard. Thereafter, he remained mute and strode forward, his breathing rate escalating.

Concurrently, she stepped forward and pressured her breasts into his muscular chest. While caressing her n*pples on him, a strange lustful sensation sparkled within her.

After surveying his face, she slid her bottom against his thighs and turned to face the other side; exposing her backside to him rode. Even with the silence, their bodies conversed.

Soon after squeezing his warming body into her back, he rotated the soap between his shabby fingers, then applied the lather on her neck.

Immediately, he made circular movements on the front of her neck before imitating the strategy. With that, he spread the foam on her neck before rubbing it on her supple skin.

Still squeezing her into his direction, he caressed her shoulders downwards her curvature. Then, he moved his fingers sluggishly into her natural curve.

After rubbing her back, he slid his fingers into her front, touch—yearning area and suddenly cupped her breasts. Her face disappearing into the ceiling, she let out a soft moan as her n*pples hardened with his stroking.

Moreover, he copied his motion over and over until she grew feeble and amorous. Currently, she was habituating to the delicate manipulation, auspiciously her soft moaning fantasizing him.

With his fingertips, he curled her nipples with a slippery motion and ultimately stroked her neck. Each touch seemed to give her a wild, exceptional gratification.

After making sure she was captivated with his act, he hauled her closer and turned her around to face him. Staring at her dying sight, he moulded her breasts with an up–and–down manoeuvre until her legs felt like jelly.

Meanwhile, Carla could feel his cock pressing against her crotch and she wanted it to slide in. Her anticipation nearly flushed her as she pressed harder into his chest.

Incapable of rebelling the lush desire rising within her, Carla turned, bend in front of him and pressed her ass against it. Grievously, he overlooked her tempting push and chuckled mockingly.

“Don't!” He yelled, completely scaring her.

His criticism startled her, sending shivers down her skin. Her warm stomach swiftly turned cold. With that, the fascination between her legs abruptly ceased, replaced by something else.

Immediately, he veered her to face the wall and pressed himself against her arse; his cock nearly making it's way in. Realizing what she wanted, he pressured it more and caressed her abdomen.

Soon after, Carla faced the ceiling as his middle finger spread her lips and then made its way inside her crotch. Suddenly, her temperature hit with a libidinous shiver, kindling her innermost senses.

Abruptly gasping, Carla pressed the finger deeper before intertwining her legs together. With a high ferocity, he mildly kissed her neck downward, while puncturing his finger in–and–out of her paradise.

Carla moaned and completely spread her legs to allow for a maximal thrusting. In–and–out motion made her cup her breasts and pressured her bottoms more.

Meanwhile, he asked, “Do you like it?”

“Yeah, I like it!” She assured, embracing her back on him chest.

Thenceforth, he ceased thrusting halfway of her spasm and squeezed away. That startled her, however, steadily lingered for his next move. Then, he turned her around and lubricious punctured her with his ring finger, joined with his long, middle finger.

Creating an in–and–out, slow–motion, one of his fingers caressed her clit while the other punctured her lips indignantly. It wasn't long before her stomach shivered with a massive orgasm forming within her.

Suddenly, violent eruption started with her toes, up into her abdomen before attacking her spine. Rapidly, she rolled her eyes and busted into a loud moan.

Satisfied with his touch, he pulled his fingers out and made her lick them softly before pressing his cock on the crack of her arse.

After tasting the metallic taste of her juices, he allowed her to face him and signalled her what to do.

Promptly, Carla dropped into her knees and examined the long cock inches away from her face. Working on it wasn't hard for her, so she cupped his balls and ultimately swallowed its head like a viper.

Creating an in–and–out motion inside her warm mouth, she lubricated every inch of it and then let it rest on her hand, nodding like a basking lizard.

After rubbing it for a while, she could see some juices escape from a tiny pole at the front. Her red–painted fingernails squeezed his balls again; this time with a higher ferocity, until he felt his orgasm forming.

As he was about to jerk, he pushed her away, groaning, “Stop!”

Carla thought she had made a mistake, but before she could realize it, he pulled her to straighten and gently kissed her lips. Soon after, he indicated her to bend over inches in front of him.

At the thought of a back–penetration, her body shivered with pleasure. After parting her legs considerably, she slightly bent and squeezed into his direction.

Meanwhile, he positioned his shaft between her legs and pushed it into its ‘Promised land.’

Thereafter, he punctured her rhythmically until her crotch became a rim of hole. His temperature getting accustomed to hers, he added his pace and grabbed her arse with his fingers while pulling her back and fro.

As his pleasure started to build up, he tightened his grip on her arse and spread her cheeks apart to allow for a further penetration.

With each punch, she moved and moaned softly until she couldn't control any longer. As he increased his puncture, she felt another orgasm forming. This time, it was deep and uncontrollable.

As he intensified his penetration–deep, deeper and faster, her entire body shivered, starting with her joints, into her belly and her skin felt goosebumps forming. When he knew what she needed to accumulate her pleasure, he brushed his fingers on her cl’t, caressed it slowly, causing her to tingle.

He could feel her juices increase, which accelerated with warmth. Her path was lubricated, and he could feel her juices coming out of her crotch. Finally, he could feel his orgasm forming, so he gradually intensified his pace.

As he hardened his grip, a moaning came out, and he lowered his lips. Suddenly, he smirked his lower lips to acquire new strength.

When she turned her head to look, she met his constricted eyes, hard furrowed face hardening with every thrust. Gradually, his stern, tightened face loosened as he constricted his buttock.

With another single penetration, she felt a warm, slippery foundation shoot into her paradise.

Then, he slowly entered her, this time deeper and determined that his feet shivered with pleasure. He rolled his eyes and relaxed his face before dropping into her back, helplessly.

She felt her back lubricated with his saliva. They clung together, his shaft emptying every content into her warm crotch.

Finally, When he fell from her, she felt his warm juices trickle down, along her legs. Subsequently, she pushed her back and his long, relaxed p*n*s escaped her vagina.

Soon, she switched the shower on and water washed away their juices; leaving them clinging to sensual memories…

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