"Uggggh…" Jessie groaned as he thrusts his hips upwards while his knees were slightly bent and his hands kept Nyll in a position perfect for his penetrating humping on her narrowed, mixed love fluids seeping, sensual cave. "You feel so good…" He had his hands spreading her butt cheeks for his convenience to move his cock in a slow and shallow fro and to. He was immensely enjoying the fascinating sensation of his girth sliding in and out of her wet, soaking wet love pocket. Especially the feeling of his mushroom-like shaped cock head almost making a popping sound with his every shove into her. "More…" Nyll mumbled softly as her hips pushes back to chase Jessie's."Fuck!" Jessie groaned in ecstasy. "More, baby…? You want more…?"Jessie was like a dutiful servant willing to oblige. His thrusts turned rapid. The sounds of their skin slapping and colliding seemed to add to the excitement in the air they were sharing to breathe in. Nyll was on her tiptoes as she welcomed every mighty plun
With their stand on the side of the life-size mirror. Jessie had his cock in between Nyll’s thighs rubbing on her center as he could not help his hips rocking slightly at the sweet delight of being imprisoned in their position. His moves were not even intentional. His body seemed to react to its natural instincts according to the situation they were in. “If that is the case, you don’t mind me doing this….” Jessie pulled Nyll’s lower body by a hold on her lower back impossible closer to him. “Right…?” he asked timidly. But Nyll took his actions and words even more amusing. She could tell the man was having a little doubt if she would allow him or not, but he was also looking determined despite his hesitations. It was a bit weird and challenging. Still, Jessie’s moves did not meet what and how she was anticipating the man would do. She was preparing herself for his cock to slide inside her again. But Jessie only pulled her close. His length stayed clipped in between the roots of her
Just as Jessie had in mind, they arrived at the shower cubicle in the bathroom with Jessie carrying Nyll. It wasn't too far, from one point to the other, but they arrived at the bathroom more or less twenty minutes in the taking. Because Jessie did not rush his steps; not that Nyll was too heavy for him as to why he did, but because Jessie wanted to feel more of her clenching pussy walls keeping his cock enslaved in its euphoric sensation as they made every little move. Each sway of his hips walking would make Nyll squirm and stiffen, her holds on Jessie's body to make sure she wouldn't fall tightens, including her pussy grips on Jessie's shaft. They were almost to reach another gratifying end when they made it to the bathroom. Jessie accompanied his thrusts on Nyll with his playful fingers strumming her clit. Jessie noticed she would react wildly whenever he did so, and it also enticed him to his rapturous end as she would stiffen and become impossibly tight, making Jessie feel amaz
Jessie was still wiping his body dried with the bath towel when Nyll walked out of the bathroom. Jessie’s felt the need to hurry as he did not want to lose Nyll out of his sight. And he also had to know where to go after her because she did not say anything about where she was heading. Jessie knew he suggested they continue where the lady would feel more comfortable, but it did not clarify his words. He was considering the owner of the house would have somewhere she wishes to go or somewhere she considers as comfortable for her. Besides, it was the very first time Jessie came into this place. He wasn’t sure where to go to get anywhere. Which way is to the bedroom or the kitchen, and elsewhere. He will have to walk through and get to the end to know where his feet led him to. To his relief, he saw a glimpse of Nyll’s back only seconds from disappearance. She walked into a room where Jessie was not sure what was inside it. He just followed. “Hurry up, handsome,” Nyll’s voice was full
Without words being said to tell Nyll what to do, her body seemed to dance along to whatever Jessie appeared to be telling her. Nyll’s elbows leaned on the bed to meet Jessie’s kisses halfway as his hand in between their body remained in its position. He could not lean down as swiftly as without the hand on her lower abdomen. They both wanted to feel the same sensation, but they also seemed too desperate to give each other that passionate kiss, so they seemed to meet halfway. “Ohhhhhmmmm, Jess! Jess!” Nyll whimpered. “You’re going to make me cum again! Fuck!” Jessie kissed Nyll one more time before he sat on his heels, gathering all his strength to satisfy the woman as she seemed to urge him to go even faster. They seemed to be chasing something incredible and fulfilling. His thrusts turned even more powerful. His hand rubbing circles on her clit pressed harder, and it did not take too long before Nyll stiffened. She moaned so long as if her orgasm would take its end as its sign to
Dearest readers, Welcome to a new adventure! Xoxo******************************“Hi, I am here to meet Mister Donovan,” Mavie told the receptionist. “Hi! This way, please,” the provocatively dressed receptionist, wearing a micro-mini skirt of black and a tight body-hugging buttoned silk red shirt, courteously ushered Mavie to a private room. Her tone wasn’t very warming, but she mannerly spoke as her profession called for it. Mavie did not mind. As long as she gets to where she was supposed to go and meet this person who her husband said could help him from the trouble he got into, Mavie was not in the mood to mind. She had no time for such, and honestly, she is not so confident she can win with all her self-uncertainties. Who wouldn’t be when you have been verbally abused all your childhood days from the very place everyone should consider as the sweetest and most secured walls, called home? Her mom left with another man, so her dad poured all his hatred and frustrations on Mavi
"I owe him my life, so if there is a way I can return the favor, I guess I can say I am willing to do anything," Mavie replied timidly. The man scoffed. He was extremely irritated that this woman could be a slave to such a despicable man like Lyndon, a notorious gambler and a manipulative con artist."Do you know who he is?" he asked again, jaw clenched. "I know his name. And aside from being a good man to me, I don't think there is anything else that matter," Mavie replied with a firm tone expressing her unshakable belief. "Even if I tell you that he is just using you?" The man sneered. Judas Donovan seemed to be so disappointed with this lady. His tone was full of hatred; he sounded scornful. As if the lady was behaving so unacceptably wrong. "I don't know what you mean," Mavie was starting to get pissed. In her thoughts, 'Why would this man be so negative about Lyndon? Who is this man anyway? Between the two of them, Mavie would still take Lyndon's side compared to whoever sc
And checking on her background, Judas found out that she lives with a man named Lyndon. A notorious gambler whom Mavie seemed to consider her savior. But according to Judas’ investigation, what happened that day, Mavie’s father was beating her and was almost about to swing the baseball bat on her head, was all an act. Lyndon personally asked Mavie’s father to play that exact scene that took place because he wanted to make sure Mavie, his claim on their gambling bet, would never think about going back home and build trust and faith in him as a good person compared to her father. It turned out that Mavie’s father had been a constant player at a table with Lyndon, and he would usually boast how the old man had a daughter for a cash cow at home. And Lyndon made fun of saying the daughter must have been too ugly to accept all her father’s wishes. But the father showed a picture of his daughter, and Lyndon realized she wasn’t strikingly beautiful, but she looked so innocent and enchanting.