He tried again, and still, nothing.On the third try, the car finally roared to life. Landon breathed a sigh of relief. He knew he had to get to the nearest petrol station as soon as possible, as the fuel gauge indicated that it was running low and would not last more than half an hour.Taking a deep breath, Landon said a silent prayer and pressed down on the accelerator.The murder was a chaotic affair yet executed with precision. Shards of glass littered the scene, leaving little in the way of clues. However, a constable stumbled upon a small three-centimeter blade, believed to be the murder weapon used on Miss Laurie. The blade bore the tell-tale signs of blood, dried and caked onto its surface, silently resting on the floor beside the bed.Tammy returned to the site of the crime, determined to do her duty as an investigator. The murder was nearly flawless, save for the one piece of evidence: the blood-stained blade. However, such cases can be challenging, as a weapon alone does no
The anonymous calls and messages kept coming in even as Landon tried to maneuver his ways whenever he sense some P.I detective were out there looking for him, numerous times he had tried to disguise himself so as to move within the crowd of people and even in the street.At a point, the CCTV footage had shown his face, which later turned into a hot pursuit, and thousands of dollars was placed if anyone had any information about him.Every day, the news channels kept showing his face, urging the citizens to be on watch for the murderer.Landon later got to know who had vehemently stood her ground to make sure he was caught."Bitch!" He spat out when he saw her picture lying on his table.He knew he was never going to get away with what he had done two years ago. The lifeless body of Laurie kept on tormenting his head with the smug smile of Alex lifeless body walking towards him, making him scream out in fear like a mad man. He had already turned to a mad man, from screaming in his sle
Few hours later, the silence that swept the room made him feel unease as a pair of eyes were glued to him waiting eagerly to hear his confession.He swallowed nervously as his gaze was glued to only that person who have the power either to persecute or free him. Landon mouth opened, and his mind wander back to that night he killed her at 11:45pm or thereabout. she was his exodus, his departure from ordinary into something more, he just wanted to take the file the evidence she already had and leave there like he never came. He had walked quietly into their apartment even though he fought off the uneasiness he got from the silence of the building, Landon knew he would not received a warm welcome if he had used the door since he is the culprit she had been desperately searching for, for four years, but to make himself feel at home he made it in through their fence. Landon had noticed her husband car wasn't in the compound, as he silently walked into their room towards the directio
He was already tired of running away, tired of the frustration of living, he was no better than those he had killed, right this moment, Landon was not afraid to be killed. He would not mind the judge pronouncing a death sentence to him. Tammy husband couldn't move or take his gaze from Landon, " Laurie killed herself"Landon eyes slowly moved from the three deceased standing few meters away from him, " what?" He asked, not believing what he heard, he had thought that Alex killed her, maybe they had a fight before he came, maybe she had changed her mind and tell Alex she could no longer go on with the weeding, that she was still in love with her Ex. Landon though Alex has killed her out of anger, he had slit her throat To make it look like suicide. He shook his head sadly, he had killed an innocent man. Alex was the innocent of all. He had ended his promising life."Yes, it is more like crime of passion, she realized she had never loved Alex the way she does about you, and She could n
Seated on my bed, I open the email again. Earlier, I’d only read the introduction where Victor said I got the part. As I read the rest of the email, I learn my modelling partner’s name as well as the full list of poses for the shoot.I scan down list of poses. All of them are sexy, but the last one is the naughtiest of all. My face is on fire as I read it– Sitting on bed, Fiona between Mark’s legs. Mark’s lips against Fiona’s neck, Mark’s right hand on Fiona’s breast, his left hand sliding into her panties.I knew the poses would be explicit but that last one makes me a little uncomfortable. Only one guy has ever got close to that part of me. It was a few seconds of over-the-clothes rubbing while we made out.My friends like to tease me because I’m nineteen years old and never had sex. It’s not like I don’t want sex. I really do. But I’m a total cliche and want my first time to be with someone I love.Maybe I shouldn’t take the job after all.No. I can’t back out after they accepted
“Do I get to come in and watch the shoot?” Adam asks once he’s parked.“No way.” I shake my head quickly as I undo my seatbelt. “You’re waiting in the car.” Through the windshield I see Victor pacing in front of the building’s entrance. “I can introduce you to Victor, though. He’s the photographer.”As Adam and I approach him, it’s clear Victor’s pissed. Pressing his phone to his ear, he’s scowling, his voice sharp as he speaks with someone.“…should have told me this sooner. Not right before the fucking shoot.”He darts a glance at us then freezes, a stunned look on his face. Abruptly he ends the call and stuffs his phone in his jacket pocket.“Cora, thanks for making it.” He looks at Adam. “Who’s this? Your boyfriend?”I shake my head. “My guardian. This is Adam.”I dart a glance at Adam. I’m always embarrassed when people assume we’re a couple. Adam always finds it funny. He chuckles as he greets Victor, extending his hand for a shake.“You look good shirtless?” Victor asks after h
Adam sits on the bottom edge of the bed and I sit in the space between his legs. His right arm wraps around me, his hand cupping my left breast over my bra. His hand flat against my stomach, Adam drags his lips along my neck right up to the spot just under my ear.I moan softly, gripping his thighs. I squeeze my eyes shut, embarrassed that Victor and Daphne are watching and aware of my reaction to Adam’s touch.“Slide your hand into her panties,” Victor orders, his voice a little too excited. I sense Victor’s really enjoying being the puppeteer of this naughty moment between me and Adam.“You’re driving me crazy, Cora,” Adam says softly, his voice rumbling through his chest and against my back. It’s the first time he’s spoken since the shoot begun. Slowly, he drags his hand down my stomach to the waist of my underwear. “I’m afraid if I touch you, I won’t be able to stop.”He eases his fingers into my underwear, sinking lower. When his digits groove a path down my slit, I moan and tilt
My whole body is on fire. I’ve never been so totally open to a man. The urge to shut my legs is great, but Adam leans in to feather kisses along the insides of my thighs.As he travels higher, I’m squirming with desperation for his lips on that part of me that needs him the most. At last, his warm breath on my slick lips is quickly followed by his mouth, then his eager tongue.“Oh god…” I cry out, my back arching off the bed.My hand instinctively cups the back of Adam’s head, holding him close as he eats me out. Adam sucks on my pussy lips, then grips them and spreads them open just like he did my legs. He latches on to my clit and sucks on it while his tongue laps over it repeatedly.The desperate need to come builds again. I’m panting hard, my body overcome with trembles. I roll my hips, grinding my pussy against Adam’s mouth, my moans loud in the room.He pushes his fingers deep into me again. He turns his wrists and rubs the pads of his fingers against a sensitive spot buried ins
It took me a couple of minutes to really come back to awareness, and I was still hard in Eden’s ass. My cock felt like it was super light and super heavy at the same time, like a steel beam without weight, and I realized that I’d picked up my own high from all the oil.“Eden,” I groaned, slowly pulling out of her ass until I popped out.She moaned happily, rolling onto her side, and I managed to lift her up and slide her onto the massage bench. “Hey, baby,” she grinned. “Up until this afternoon, I thought last weekend was the best sex I’d ever had. This definitely tops it.”I laughed, and she did too, and I crawled up behind her on the bench and spooned her as she tilted her head back so I could kiss her.“You’re still hard,” she noticed.“I am,” I grinned.“Good,” she said, sliding off the massage bench and heading to my little kitchenette and grabbing a washcloth. “Because I want your next two loads deep in my cunt. Then you can pick where you put it on or in your personal MILF after
“O-Oh ... wow...” she said.“What is it?” I asked.“I think my high just kicked in,” she said breathily. “My ass feels amazing, and God I want you to fuck me.”“Not yet,” I grinned, continuing on with her thighs, and watched as she squirmed in place, flexing her muscles and absorbing the feelings running through them. Her nipples were poking out nice and hard, and she was arching her back a bit with her horniness and pushing her chest to the sky.Spreading her legs, I got on the bench between them and looked at her pussy up close. I’d fallen in love with it that first time at her place, but I just couldn’t get enough of how perfect and pretty it was. Aroused as she was, it was swollen a soft, ruddy pink, the inner labia spread slightly wanting something to fill it, her clit poking out from the little clit hood that capped it.“Trevie, baby,” she moaned, reaching down for me. “Fuck me?”“I told you the plan, baby,” I said with a smile. “Step two, I want a taste of this delicious pussy.
“That would be so hot,” she grinned and kissed me.We made out for a little while, and then I stripped her naked - which didn’t take long since she was only wearing the dress and no underwear.“I’ve got a plan for you tonight,” I told her. “Step one is giving you the full body massage and running my fingers over every single inch of your body, and step two is feasting on that delicious MILF pussy of yours until you’ve squirted at least twice for me. But for step one I need you to decide something for me.”“What’s that, Trev?” she asked. She was naked and sitting on the edge of the massage bench, but somehow her energy and nervous excitement made her almost like a kid on Christmas morning.I couldn’t help it, I kissed her again first. “Well, I can use my regular massage oils,” I said, showing her a bottle of the usual brand I used. But there was another, unlabeled brand next to it. “Or I can use this. I had a friend back in college who was a bit of a pothead, and she’d done research in
And Monday had been like I’d started working at an entirely new Spa. Sure, I still had the occasional older client, but what Jessica had said had been true - my week looked like it had booked up with Trophy Wives and Club Daughters.Thankfully, I think, nothing untoward or explicit happened. There was some light flirting, but no one got as forward as Rachel Killian had, let alone Eden; the weirdest part of it all was that all of them were so nice to me. Everything I could remember about the Greenmeadow membership was that it was snooty, snotty and could be quite rude. But these women were downright ... pleasant. And I could think of only one reason - they were all, in the back of their minds, considering the idea of getting a piece of me.That, right there, was a weird feeling and I dreaded the day someone made a move I had to turn down.“Why would I ask her out?” I replied to Jessica. We were waiting in the lobby for my next appointment, a Club daughter who was running five minutes l
And then we were fucking again, her on top and riding me, putting in the work as her tits bounced off my lips and I grabbed her ass, teasing her asshole with one finger. Then I flipped her over and fucked her on her hands and knees, and she came again when I adjusted and fucked down into her more, mounting her like an animal and bashing my cock against her g-spot, causing her to squirt again in a little spray.She pulled off my cock and this time I came in her mouth as she swallowed it down.I went to the kitchen and got us water, and came back to Eden kneeling face down on the bed, her ass up in the air, asking me to spank her. I did, and then fucked her from behind again as she fingered her clit and humped back at me, panting and laughing and begging me to make her come again. Then we shifted again and she mounted me backwards so that I could watch her ass, which I spanked and played with as she bounced and ground on my cock. She fell back onto me and I fucked up into her, jamming o
She kissed me as I carried her, uncaring that I was smothered in her juices and smell, getting it smeared all over herself as well. She directed me to her bedroom and I tossed her on the bed as she laughed happily, and then I slowly pulled the dress off of her as she bit her lower lip sexily and watched me with a little smile. Joining her array of jewellery was a thin golden chain around her waist.“God, you are perfect,” I said, crawling onto the bed and looming over her so I could kiss her.“You’re not so fucking bad yourself, though you aren’t nearly naked enough,” she teased and giggled as she plucked at my shirt. “How the hell did you get so good at that?”“Patience, and practice,” I said as I stripped off my wet t-shirt and started unbuckling my belt. “And I plan on putting in a lot more of it with you.”“Yes, please, God,” Eden grinned. “Be as patient as you want with me. But don’t forget to be rough, too. I’m serious, I want you to make me your little MILFy whore. Anything you
“Oh, oh my God,” Eden moaned quickly. “Oh, no, oh my God! Trevor. Oh, you’re really good at that.”I pushed her thighs wider, the green dress sliding up over her hips, and I looked her in the eyes as I tongued her.“Ung, do you actually get turned on doing that?” she asked me, clutching at her knees to keep her legs open for me, her pretty lips pouted open from the fast pleasure I was pushing on her.“You taste so fucking good,” I said between licks.“Oh, fuck,” she breathed out. “Oh, my God.” And then she sighed with a girlish, sexy moan.“Just relax and enjoy, you naughty fucking MILF,” I said.“Hooooo-kay,” she moaned, relaxing back on the couch and closing her eyes.She breathed deeply, letting out little moans for a bit, but her eyes snapped open when I moved up to her clit. “Oh! Fuck, that’s really good. Oh, Trevor, fuck. My clit. My clit!”I reached up and pulled the shoulders of her dress down, revealing her naked tits, and used one hand to fondle them while I brought the othe
That right there was the best kind of response I could get from someone. I’d only gotten it once before during my practical placements through college. Getting it again with Marissa made me a little giddy and lightheaded. Eventually, she called me back into the room, and I showed her some arm and back stretches that would help her out, along with how to use a tennis ball on her chest to work out some tension. It wasn’t perfect, but it would hold her over if things got really tense before she could get another massage.She waited around for me while I cleaned and reset the room, and then we walked to the staff changing rooms together. Marissa had me give her my number before we split apart.That night I went back to my place feeling like a king. I’d changed a beautiful friend’s life with my knowledge and skills. And I’d gotten the best blowjob I’d had in my life from Eden.Once I’d had dinner, I texted Eden.‘Good evening, Eden. This is Trevor.’It was a couple of minutes before I got
I chuckled and went back in. Marissa was lying on the bench with the wedge under her. It started around her hip area and lifted her abdomen at a slight angle, and her breasts sat in the cutouts while her head remained raised. I could see the expanse of her side boob from one side, and she was definitely filling out the cutout.“Can I take this thing home with me?” she asked. “I haven’t slept on my stomach since I was like thirteen because of these things.”“It’s not mine to give away,” I said. “But I can give you some good websites to order one from.”I reapplied oil to my hands and went to work. Marissa was a little ticklish on her sides, but once I’d gotten her warmed up on her lower back and she’d gotten used to the feeling of my hands, I started moving higher. She had a build that was similar to Rachel Killian - generally fit, but holding a curvaceous softness that made massaging her skin feel just a little pillowy. Her back had a few little moles and freckles that made her feel m