A Short Story

We share her. I want her too. By God, she tastes sweet. Easily the best tasting pussy I have ever eaten. And when she came, I think she filled my belly there was so much.” Colin’s hand is rubbing his rippled stomach with a smile on his face. Amused, knowing he’s getting to his friend. “Take her back to the room, but remember, don’t take her to bed without me.”

Diya's groans came with every thrust as we dry-humped each other aggressively and desperately. Missy moaned again, bold and unashamed, and we both heard loud, wet noises. Diya turned and looked over her shoulder. I looked too. Dan had hiked Missy's dress up obscenely and his face was buried between her legs. She cradled both of her tits in her hands, tweaking and pinching her nipples. The entire scene became surreal. Diya moaned when she realized what was going on behind her. Dan's head bobbed up and down in rhythm, his licks of Missy's pussy became loud slurps and smacks. I squeezed Diya's breasts roughly through her dress. Her head lolled forward onto mine and we pressed our foreheads together, our eyes locked.

Booker arrived at the chapel early Monday morning, keen to get his debriefing with Tom over with as quickly as possible. He was professional enough to know he needed to put his disappointment to one side and concentrate on their assignment, but the sting of Tom’s rejection still lingered. He thought they’d made a connection, and he’d looked forward to building a solid friendship with the shy officer. But despite a promising start, he realized he now had no choice but to accept what Penhall had told him. Tom was weird, and his mercurial temperament made it impossible to break down the barriers that kept him at arm’s length. Whether Will was responsible for his brother’s character traits or not was still open for debate, but as far as Booker

The momentum of his next thrust lifted Elena's of his shaft, leaving just her pussy lips wrapped around the tip of his erection. As she rose, Brett curled the fingers of his free hand in her long dark tresses, and fisted three inches of it in his palm. Brett released a howl when he met Elena's subsequent fall with an upward motion of his hips and impaled her ."No, you first, since, I want you to come all over my fucking cock." The lewd sounds of him pounding her sopping slit as he pistoned into her faster and faster echoed around the apartment loudly enough to likely wake his neigbour. No, scratch that. With the way Brett banged Elena hard enough to send plaster dust flying from the wall, the man couldn't possibly remain asleep.

He smiled, then returned focus to older woman. "You heard what he said."" . The man's cock was coated in spittle and a trail of precum and saliva hung between the tip and Jen's lips as Jimmy pulled her head off hist meat and dug his thumb and forefinger into either side of her jaw, "Take it all, bitch." After forcing her mouth open as wide as he could, Russo slammed her mouth back down on his friends waiting cock. As Duane's shaft hit the back of her throat, Jimmy sliced the dress fully off her body, Jenny's tits bouncing and swaying, and hooked his hands under her legs, spreading them open. Them he glanced at Carlos. "Come join the fun, I'll look after the little bitch."

Dahlia’s staggering around like a drunk person. She hugs a tree for support. When I ask

His relationship with Hazel was finally going somewhere, and he couldn’t be happier. It might even be better than winning this week’s tournament. And that meant a lot, considering what Beyblade meant to Shu. The shock had worn off, and today he felt more energetic and motivated than ever before. His next match, the semifinals, were tomorrow. He was facing off against Orochi Ginba and his Omni Odax. He wouldn’t forget the promise he made to Valt. They would meet in the finals no matter what. Nothing could stand in the way of Shu when he made a promise, and that was final.

One of the children stood up to better see what Seraph was saying. He smiled as he noted his tactic was working. Even Vishta was noticing the attention Seraph was gaining. The guard, however, was oblivious to everything and snatched it from Seraph’s grasp.

With no further warning, Aida jerked the thong down to her thigh and quickly stepped out of it. Jenny attempted to do the same but lost her balance and fell back, her bottom bare, onto her chair. Aida twirled her thong in victory before letting it go in the direction of Keith’s head. He caught them as the silk hit his cheek. Keith surprised no one by bunching them up in his hand as he inhaled the heady scent of Aida’s pussy. Keith leaned toward me, whispering yet still loud enough for all to hear, “They’re still wet.”

The machine sizzled as it lifted up from the large sheet of freshly printed $10 bills. I screamed out in pain from the heat of the printer but no one seemed to hear me. I averted my eyes to my chest and yelped with delight. I’m a $10 bill! In my past life I was a $1, who wants to be a $1? I had always wanted to be a $10 bill, it had Alexander Hamilton on it. In my past life I was lost under my owner’s bed and wasn’t found for years. She was a big fan of the musical and played the soundtrack almost 24/7 so I was very familiar with it and had always envied the $10 bills. I was overjoyed and wondered if any of the bills beside me had the same feelings.

The possession also allowed the Host to harness and use the limited technology of the Gods. Although not as powerful as an incarnated Angel in his prime, his dying avatar wouldn’t stand a chance in battle against the Nekrums’ Host.

Ed leaned in to peer at hood of the deep blue Mercedes Benz. He wore a well-loved overcoat and khakis that had at one point been a brighter color but had long ago turned dark. Touching the finely waxed hood, he gazed at his reflection, warped and bent. He was not a tall nor a short man, and he was lean and weathered. Though his hair was naturally rather tidy, it had been awhile since he had buzzed it, the waves of hair tumbling around his face. Two bright eyes peered out from the mass of strands, watching the world go by.

Morrison recovered slowly. His heavily impaired speech, still wheelchair bound, so, any move to reignite his control over his son and wife was energy wasted. Still, he kept trying to make life miserable for both of them. He somehow demanded and got the hospital to send him home.

Karjon moved on from the Birthing Centre out to the perimeter of the Hive. He could see the great barren land ahead of him and the lowly looking buildings behind him. This reminded him of his own Hive’s layout. The more important, elaborate and ornate structures were at the centre of the Hive. The edge was reserved for the slum areas. However all of this was above ground.

Duncan nodded curtly to Lily, and then added "Indeed we will, my apologies my mind is engaged for the moment" He managed to give her smile before he found himself deep in concentration once more.