"Let me see? You are so beautiful, especially with that orange dress." She laughed, embarrassed. "My boyfriend wouldn't like it." "But he's not here. I hardly ever see him. Does he even exist?" Trícia bit her lip, embarrassed, looking at the floor, uncomfortable. "Okay, I overreacted. Sorry." "Don't you want to lie down? I know you like to sleep after lunch." I agreed, frustrated. I wanted that naked brunette in front of...

A screen opened in front of him, displaying an image of deep space. The arms of a galaxy, followed by stars shining in contrast to the black background. He was always impressed by the number of stars in these environments. No wonder many worlds believed that this could only be the work of a divine being. It was on one of these worlds that the screen slowly came into focus. A planet covered with white clouds, swirls of the...

Sliding down her face. In thick, white drops, running down her breasts and thighs. The boys were still moaning and spat their pleasure with her kneeling in the middle. Yara ran her tongue over her lips, savoring the boys' sour taste. Six phalluses still pointed in her honor. Beautiful hard cocks, as beautiful as their athletic bodies. She smiled, showing her perfect teeth. The smile of a proud wife. “I loved your gift, de...

“So, do you accept? It's either that or leave your chips and walk away.” Vic Shallub smiled defiantly, took a sip of her drink, and bit her lower lip lightly. The women gathered around the round table paused, waiting for an answer. Alex Green couldn't believe what she had just heard. Not that the mature blonde with full breasts, wide hips, and athletic thighs was an inexperienced player. But that wasn't a decent proposal...

Beauty, isn't it? It's the sparkle in your eyes, the ecstasy when you desire me. Makes me more beautiful, wet, drooling. Look, it even drips in my lips. A sweet juice for you. Come. Smell the scent of the one you love, you need. Taste this love. Lick, even bite this naked fruit, yours alone. Don't like it when I offer it to you? Why? These are my deepest secrets, only for you. See how it makes me feel, sweetie. Makes me t...

I never liked him. I never liked Ethan. I don't know, maybe it was my mother-in-law instinct or just my sixth sense. But who said Emily listened to me? I was the annoying mother, the nagger, as she threw in my face. “Stop being jealous, Susan! Don't get involved!” She always called me by my name when she was pissed off with me. Even more so after she became a nuisance, thinking she was the boss of her own life. “Daughter,...

“Come here, lie down on my lap.” She laughed at my abusive ways. Curly hair, brunette with gentle eyes, full breasts, small butt. A pussy that I imagined to be tight. “My cousin won't like it.” She purred with a cat-like voice. “Forget your cousin. No one's coming now. It's just you and me. Come on, lie down here. Let your uncle caress you.” Provocatively, she spread her legs, showing the folds of her tight shorts, a pair...

The flickering candlelight made the atmosphere even more sensual. She turned off the tap and lay her head on the edge of the Jacuzzi. Listening to the gentle sound of the waves rocking her body, brushing against her skin in a delicious caress. The lukewarm waters stirred with colorful bath salts, and the scent of sandalwood relaxed her body and mind. Veronica closes her eyes, letting herself be carried away by the sensati...

Hands of a professional. Long fingers with manicured nails. He touches and relaxes me. Little by little, opens me up with his skillful touches. Mixing oils, fingers, making me tense of desire. My breathing is short, breasts are growing, nipples are hardening. Aaah! I hold on so I don't fall. I blossom like a flower. Long fingers that tease my most sinful secrets. Making me anxious, a delicious anguish of being turned on b...

I heard the screams that could have been those of a man tormented by his deepest mistakes. The marks of worldly perversions stained her chest. The sperm of a forbidden man, as she had confessed in a husky, sensual voice. She had a youthful smile, over twenty, newly married. Proudly showed off her chin and breasts marked by a orgasm. The cream dripped from her nipple, a thick white drop hanging like a jewel. A sculpture in...

After taking a hot and invigorating shower, I enjoyed a lunch of Carbonara pasta prepared by Beth. It was my first time trying it, and we paired it with red wine. Meanwhile, the storm continued outside. During lunch, Beth got drunk and told jokes, used spicy language and made indecent comments. The alcohol was affecting my aunt, and all of this was making me crazy. I wanted to ride that naughty filly. I confess that the w...

Weeks went by without Jack appearing at my house. I was even ashamed of all this craziness, but you know! The flesh is weak. Just remembering that, I masturbated and reliving the scene. Even I wasn't sure why I didn't take Jack to bed: respect, fear, or shame, who knows? Anyway, as the days went by, it frustrated me that I had not tasted the boy more. The fact is that Jack disappeared and I continued to dream, wishing tha...

Ivone uncrossed her legs and discreetly moved them apart. She knew the guy had been watching her for a few minutes. The coffee shop was packed with waitresses in tight black skirts, white shirts, and red bow ties circulating from table to table with silver trays in their hands or taking orders. She did not recognize the person sitting at the adjacent table, dressed in a brown suit and black tie, with gray hair, who appear...

I am, admit, and I like being a... slut. But only in bed. With whom? It doesn't matter if you're him or her. What matters is enjoy it in the end. But it has to be fascinating, more than exciting. It doesn't matter where or when. What matters is that you win me over, by the way you look, dress, talk, laugh... That you exude more than elegance or friendliness, have to have a touch of refined bitching. Incisive, abusive, tha...

Jordan raises his hand and points. Long fingers with manicured nails. Liv holds the hand and smells it. With eyes closed, she smells it, a sweet odor on her husband's black fingers. A characteristic, soft aroma. Known smell. There is shock on the man's face, the laughter of who has no words. He knows that she knows. "Vicky?" "Liv, course not! I've never... cheated on you." She kisses her husband's fingers. "Never?" "Don't...