Parched, Missy licked his lips and he spit a little into her mouth so they could share a long, wet kiss. — Start here Beck’s Friend’s Loft “This is my friend’s loft — I needed to see you.”medium.com Missy’s lips and pussy were dry. Momentarily she was scorched with satisfaction. Saliva, come and sweat had dried on her body. She had come so many times, she needed a reprieve. Her mouth was dry as she smiled at Beck, her eyes on his as his finger moved…

As soon as the word “bed” came out of her mouth and the way the cowboy looked at her lips, she knew she was in trouble. — Start here Not the Naked Cowboy “Camera-shy little lady?” the cowboy asked, tipping his hat at her.medium.com “Still shy little lady? Where are your friends?” the cowboy asked Echo. Echo felt he was patronizing her but in case he was not, she smiled. “Still shy and probably on the dance floor. I just want a nightcap and to go to bed.”

Taboo when he kissed her lips and then her neck. Vivian threw her head back so he could kiss her breasts. — Start here Fucking Her Best Friend’s Father “Fuck me,” she breathed hoarsely as he kissed her neck and squeezed her breast.medium.com Mireille had commented how slick and polished Vivian’s hair had looked. Vivian smiled as she ran her hand over her face safe from scrutiny and headed to her new lover.

Her body throbbed from their fucking like a symptom, but she ignored it and got herself ready for bed. — Sabrina could have kicked herself, and she did in the semi-scramble to get off of the bar stool. But then she stayed put — what was the point? Her neighbor had definitely seen her… To take the edge off of going to her apartment and the chance she could see…

“Fuck me,” she breathed hoarsely as he kissed her neck and squeezed her breast. — Start here Blowing Her Best Friend’s Father “I want to see you naked,” he said, lifting her chin. medium.com Mireille woke up in Clyde’s arms feeling like she was floating on clouds after they finally fucked as they had wanted to for days. She had a delicious ache between her legs where she could still feel him inside of her.

The photos were for her, her own personal stash of porn. — Eliza sat on the edge of the bar stool as Oscar approached. At this point, Josephine the hostess-cum-bartender raised her eyebrows with familiarity when she saw Oscar arrive and Eliza would swivel around on the edge of the stool at her signal. Oscar pulled her to him with more force…

“Better than cherry pie…” she purred. — Start here His Favorite Part “Good, cause I like all of you…” he smiled, kissing her and moving his hand from her breast to her hip.medium.com “Of course I saved you a slice of cherry pie…” Cecily said to Bruce. “I cut your slice before anyone even touched it, baby.” Bruce smiled appreciatively as Cecily sat beside him and cut the tip of his slice, leaning in to feed to him.

“I want to see you naked,” he said, lifting her chin. — Start here Kissing Her Best Friend’s Father She did not think of him as her friend’s father anymore, but as a man she desperately wanted to fuck.medium.com Mireille leaned out of the window waving at Vivian, who got into the limousine that she was taking to the airport. As the limousine drove away, Mireille felt Clyde press up against her. She leaned her butt into him.

She did not think of him as her friend’s father anymore, but as a man she desperately wanted to fuck. — The instant that Mireille and her best friend’s father drove out of the garage of Cornucopia, the gourmet store they went to because her best friend Vivian was coming home, she knew she was in trouble. Vivian had moved to the West Coast for a new job as soon as…