Creative Writing: Baile Bailey's Strengths

Coated in her spit and saliva, his cock throbbed and pulsed with an arousal greater than the man could ever recall, and he groaned when, access to her pussy gained, he hooked his hands under Lila's armpits, wrenched her shoulders further behind her back, and slammed his entire length inside her. The force of that initial thrust almost split her in half, but was still only a precursor of what was to

He complied, moving his hands up to her shoulders, gripping them, he rammed in and out of her harder than he ever had, but worried he might hurt her. Yet as he felt her orgasm grip him and Joan screamed out his name as she’d never done before, he figured it couldn’t be so bad. With a few more deep thrusts, he found his own release.

The pain hurried through her for just a moment before being replaced again by his caresses. It felt shocking good and was successful at making her listen to his next words. There was no hesitation as she nodded her head quickly, digging her nails in sheets a little as she restrained herself. There was always the natural urge to disobey, to take the control back but it went out like a light when the length of

Boosey shared his dream of how he hoped to be able to lead a train

“Please stop, this isn’t supposed to be happening like this. I can’t do this to Sean.” Tracie pleaded as she leaned her head back taking in the pleasure that she was getting from Bola rubbing on her thighs. Who was she kidding, she didn’t want him to stop but instead she wanted him to move his hand further up until he reached her throbbing mound. She placed raised her leg and put it on the chair so that Bola could get easier access to please her one last time before she called everything off with them.

My name is Kaley Purdom and I write to you hopeful to give you some insight as to who I am as a person. A few things you should know is that I’m very reserved among people and apprehensive when it comes to speaking in class and or making speeches. Although, when around family and friends I liked to be hysterical, outgoing and boisterous. Making people laugh and smile are always enjoyable moments that I get throughout my life.

When the older man's hand moved to Lavi's cock he flinched, shuddering as pain wracked his body. Sheril's other arm wrapped around the teen's waist to pull him close, moving his lips to Lavi's neck and running kisses along his collarbone. Lavi felt heat flood through him Sheril assaulted him and reflexively started pushing at the older man's shoulders. As futile as he knew it was, it still worked to stop Sheril from going further, though Lavi realized then that he probably would've been better off letting Sheril do whatever he

Addison acknowledged the spoken truth with a simple nod. “Fair enough, you did. I suppose we know what’s for supper tomorrow.”

Teasing Calahan had always been a joy for Bailey. She loved to make him ache for her as much as she ached for him on a daily basis. Even when they were fighting all Bailey would want was for him to take her in his arms, tell her how much he loved her. Though most of the time that didn't happen and she'd go to bed angry over something. Yet now? There they were on the verge of once again fucking for not the first time, but second time in only a few short hours. Watching his face as she stroked his hard cock with her hand the rest of her body ached for him. Everything inside of her ached in that moment as she felt him rock her hips against him. Removing her hand from his cock she climbed off him as a smirk appeared on her lips. Climbing up the bed she opened his nightstand drawer, pulling out a pair of his handcuffs she moved back to him. Holding them up she tilted her head letting her blonde hair flow around her face.

He is remarkable in my eyes and presents his extraordinary features to others, but believes he is only ordinary. Ryan is much more than just a normal person and if I had to sum up all of his hidden accomplishments, 20 vehicles to be exact, in one single word, I would use innovative. Why you ask? Well, Ryan, being his 21-year-old self, can make nothing into something. He could make a pile of brittle metal into a rocker panel on a car with his handy-dandy welder and many different tools I do not even know the name of.

Walking down 7 Boyden Lane, I feel the unevenness of sidewalk. Each step is different from the last. Trying to avoid twisting my ankle from one of the cracks, that is filled with rustic green grass. As I keep walking, I hear my foot slowly step down on a leaf. Making the sound of a potato chip being eaten. Advancing forward, I soon come to a new street, surrounded by massive trees that hover over me. Enabling me to only detect little specs of the clear blue sky up above. The smell of cow manure reminiscing the air. The sun beating on my shoulders, as I hear an immense truck start to approach me. Passing me it kicks up dust into the warm air, making it impossible to see twenty feet in front of me. All the sudden my hair starts to move to the

“AAH, I must have overslept!” The Hero rushed towards the window, and he saw that Monster Zero must have been busy for at least a few hours. He gathered all his weapons, and ran towards Monster Zero, somewhere where he could not be seen. “Alright, all monsters have a weak point, so where could it be……..aha! Monster Zero’s neck isn’t covered by any scales, so I must attack there!”

Brett's expression having taken on a new intensity, the noise of his ministrations echoed around the cabin of the limo as he stared straight into her clear hazel eyes. "Now, you tell me what's so bad about just letting yourself go and enjoying it for what it is, a man who gets off on a woman's pleasure as much as his own. " Curling his digits inside her, "Would wanting to come back for more be such a crime?," Carmody finger-fucked her with ever increasing vigour, searching for the sweet spot that would finally tip her all the way over the edge. "What are you're afraid of,

But the treat was not over. He continued feasting on her love until her body trembled all over again. Closing her eyes, she enjoyed the ride while barely able to catch her breath, she panted. “Cuzzo, I love baby…you’re so—”

His body tensed up at the mere idea of having her in such an intimate way. Adam knew it would be something of dreams, or so it would seem to him as he had been dreaming of her all his life. "I've been told its quiet...pleasurable." he explained as gentlemanly as he could. "I like that, we are each other’s savior." he spoke as his hands gently stroked over her warm curves. He kept them on her and side, but the urge to explore further was still there. Thankfully he had enough control to not spoil the moment, "Then let us spend the rest our time together feeling what we can. I admit I may be slow in that regard. I have not felt anything in such a long time; it is hard to remember what these feelings are. Hard to explain them, but I don't want them to stop." he admitted as his lips brushed over the curve of her ear as his sense took in all they could, if only to keep him from forgetting anything about