Snapchat Stories

Chapter 1: The Showhome The slab baked like a skillet. Radios fought, nail guns spat, scaffold rattled. Eazy wandered the site slow, hands in pockets, eyes checking lines the boys would’ve missed. “Brace is off,” he said. The apprentice scrambled, fixed it. The foreman leaned out from the frame. “You hanging 'round?” “Nah. Gotta head to the Sumner job.” No questions. No one doubted him. Supplies showed up, clients shut up...

The bedroom glowed. LEDs washed the walls in shifting colors, slow and hypnotic. Music throbbed low, wrapping around them, while on the TV an anal scene played — a girl whimpering, stretched around a thick cock, her eyes rolled back as she tried to take it all. Bunni lay sprawled across Tian’s chest, skin slick, hair sticking to her flushed cheeks, every inch of her skin tingling. The molly buzzed through them, that bliss...

Janey bent over in front of the camera, her ass splayed lewdly for all to see. The small chiming sounds from the laptop indicated viewers sending tips through her site. She purred and slid two fingers into her smoothly shaved pussy, dragging her wet fingertips out and over her tight asshole, caressing the pucker lovingly. A different tone sounded and she twisted to look over her shoulder, scanning the chat dialogue for th...