Jayden Lewis-Personal Narrative

Legs still trembling from the force of his orgasm when he fell on top of her, the sensation of Elena's tongue slipping into his mouth and the feel of her warm skin against his elicited another pleasured gasp from Brett. Despite their encounters, and their climaxes the previous night and this evening, there was a new intimate sensuality intimate that brought a tingle to his spine about laying there on top of her, skin to skin. Having kicked his boxers completely off, his satiated cock pressed to the warm flesh of her thigh their abodomens melded together as he prised her legs apart with his knee. It was an intimacy that he wouldn't have been capable of describing, and caused a pleasurable euphoric sensation of pure contentment and adoration

The soft words were enough to harden Booker’s cock, and grabbing Tom by the hand, he pulled him into the bedroom. He watched with growing arousal as Tom removed his boxers and lay on the bed. As he quickly undressed, he could feel two dark, soulful eyes watching his every move, and a shiver of excitement brought goose bumps to his flesh. However, he knew he needed to be patient and let Tom set the pace. The last thing he wanted to do was frighten him by coming on too strong.

Some of the conversation consisted of us being very annoyed at the fact people could not pronounce Ryan Beatty’s name correctly.

She groaned lewdly as she felt his fingertips brush up against the puckered ring of her ass, teasing the tender hole with a small, circling rhythm. The hand pulled away for a moment, and when it returned the digit was covered in something warm and wet. Saliva, she figured. Her body tensed up as she felt the finger pushing up against the opening, wiggling back and forth as it sought to penetrate the virgin hole. Zaelith had always enjoyed the feeling of a thick cock pounding her from behind, stretching her ass and filling her bowels with a hot load of cum, but this woman had obviously never tried it. Her body was instinctively clenching up, trying to push out the invading finger and turning it into an almost painful experience. Well, if Zaelith had anything to say about it this body would be a perfect fucktoy by the end of the night, ready and willing to accomodate a man in any

A low moan sounded from above, and heartened by the response, he swirled his tongue over the tip. A burst of pre-cum bubbled over his taste buds, the mild, saliferous flavor unlike anything he’d experienced before. He grimaced as the unfamiliar taste danced over his tongue, but he soon realized it wasn’t unpleasant and he found his confidence growing. Maybe giving head wouldn’t be as bad as he first thought.

I have often been told that I am irrational, and every time I deny it. Though, this time around I am afraid I have succumb to that label; and not only myself, but my dear friend John Laurens as well. I must say, it was folly on my part to call Charles Lee out on his bluff, but I’ve had an itch on my tongue to blurt it out since Monmouth. It’s as clear as day that the man is a traitor, but how does a great man such as Washington himself blind to the fact? I have tried to reason with him on multiple accounts, and regardless of the swearing he emits, he refuses for me to do anything to him.

Soon though he continued, slowly he pressed forward, his grip secure on Amaimon's scalp and jaw as he pulled the earth king's mouth onto him, stuffing him full once more. He sighed, still sensitive from having already cum, but it didn't stop him, he'd get hard again soon enough. A chill ran up his spine, the warmth of his brother's mouth around him sublime and intoxicating. Sure enough his length twitched as he began to stiffen again. "Mmm," a low rumbling rose in his chest as he held Amaimon's face securely, pulling his head back, then forward, back, then forward. He was spent from his vigorous thrusting from before, his breathing not even fully under control, so for a few moments his movements were slow, not gentle, but not too harsh at least in comparison to the events of

Tom’s cock jutted proudly out in front of him, the tip glistening with precum and is taut thighs trembled as he rocked his hips forward and backward with growing momentum.

First of all I was in my dark room with the only light being my t.v, I playing Xbox with my friend Skylar, we were playing Rainbow Six Siege a counter terrorism shooter. It was a late on a dark, stormy night, it was bomb objective and only I was left on the team to face five other enemies defusing the bomb and I slowly and stealthy with his silenced pistol picked off about two enemies outside the objective roaming and then pulled out his primary the 416-C Assault Rifle and went in blazing in the objective and his heart was racing he picked off another two enemies and that’s when he began guarding the defuser waiting to find the last enemy. “Can you search cams Skylar?” I asked Skylar.

After walking in on his sub cheating on him with the security guard, Taden McIntire had decided it was time to make a change. He wanted to have a life where he didn’t hate himself at the end of the day like he did working on Wall Street. Reading an advertisement for new entrepreneurs in the small southern town of Cedar Falls, Taden decided to roll the dice and move.

“You… ALI,” shot back. Later, he offered her a fat joint the good shit, rode it out for a minute. She accepted. He placed Roxie in an unmarked black van. He kissed her passionately – felt on her tits and stuck his thick fingers in her stinking wet pussy. She groaned and with the greatest of ease.

He was shoving it in so hard that her face was bumping into Jack's crotch. The feeling was actually kind of good so he didn't complain. As for the Blonde, she was so blissed out being filled with cock that she did little except suck and groan. Jack let out a moan when she started sucking on just the head of his cock like a baby sucking a passifier. It was too much for him. A blast of cum filled the blonde's mouth. She swallowed eagerly, her eyes hungrily staring at Jack.

Amaimon moaned lowly as both of his brother's enter him fully, giving him as long as he needed to adjust. The third Mephisto soothed him, peppering his cheeks with soft kisses and rubbing his tense shoulders. Amaimon hid his face in his chest as he felt himself being stretched. His legs jerked and trembled, dry orgasms shooting through him as the pressure of two cocks pushing on his prostate became too much. Tears of pleasure slid down his cheeks and his moaning pants turned to keening whines of want within minutes as he got used to the feeling and long for them to begin moving.

Max gave a noncommittal grunt and gripped the steering wheel tighter. He really didn’t want to have the sex talk right now, wasn’t this kid like nineteen or something? Immortan Joe really had these guys brainwashed if they didn’t even know what sex was at that age.

"Should I reveal how, as a child, I watched my Daddy constantly beat and rape my Mummy, through a crack in the closet door, and how, eventually, the only way I could learn to cope, was to start to like it. That, as I sat there, all alone, locked away, I jerked off to the sounds of her screaming, and his hands striking her flesh?" Jarrod's brow raised, then he laughed, and his demeanour returned to how it had been