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All the way across the room, with some of their audience still interested, Ren looks her up and down and it only takes a split second before recognition hits him. She admits, that hurts a little bit. Their high school had been big but she hadn’t exactly been a nobody. She’d been fairly popular. Prom committee, head of debate club and a member of the student fundraiser society, people had known her for (hopefully) the right reasons. Shyam was a businessman. He lived alone in his house and his wife stayed at her paternal home due to some quarrel between them. His bachelor life often made his eyes follow Khushi's nubile body while she worked at his home and Khushi was well aware of that. And, today, she had finally decided to exhibit her assets to him and then ask for some money for the month. No Sir! My mind is you. My mind is always with you. I’m yours,” his skillful fingers skim across my ribcage before pinching my nipple between his fingers. All characters are aged up. Language: English Words: 10,226 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 6 Kudos: 142 Bookmarks: 12 Hits: 3,831

Good. Just remember I own you now,” he replies crashing his lips onto her in a fierce kiss to prove his point. However, it is important to note that language and imagery should also be used responsibly in sexual one shots. Writers should avoid using language that perpetuates harmful stereotypes or promotes non-consensual behavior. Instead, they should focus on creating a safe and consensual environment within the story, where all parties involved are respected and their boundaries are clearly communicated. I have wasted a lot of money on alcohol. But I had completely forgotten that there were some major responsibilities on my shoulders. I will stop taking alcohol. I am sorry." He said with a determined voice.

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Renae closed her eyes and started imagining the glory Rome, this was not gonna go by any faster but at least she could fake it for the sake of her life. Rohini was careful not to allow his mouth on her left nipple and spoil all the fun. She covered her left breast by her palm and continued moaning in delight. I um,” Aliyah takes a deep breath. She can do this. It’s just like any other presentation right? Or like an interview. She just has to sell herself.

Ah! No sir. But I understand and I accept the consequences,” I hear the splat as he drops the flogger to the floor as well as the shuffling of his steps around the room. His feet come into view in front of me as he squats down to meet my eyeline. The smirk on his lips is hot as hell and I want nothing more than for him to use them on my entire body. I’m sorry baby but I can’t hear you. Now I want you to count as I bring this flogger down on you ten more times. Be a good girl and you’ll earn your prize,” I nod my head causing drool to slide around the gag and hit the table pooling at my cheek.

For heaven's sake, I am really guilty about my past deeds." He changed the topic, "And ask her, how do I last long so that my wife gets more satisfied?" Carlos gives her a throaty growl as he gives her exactly what she asked for-an almost punishingly fast pace. Despite the outright threat in the broad daylight in a public place, it ranks on Lola’s nerves that this oaf would dare come in with his thug buddies and be rude to her in her café. When her baby finished feeding, she got up and wore her blouse. She had to prepare lunch. But she had made up her mind to have some hot sex with Arnav the same night. Not because, she liked Arnav but the touch of her Sahib had brought a new excitement in her life. She desperately wanted a penis do wonders inside her vagina. She waited for Arnav to come home. She prepared herself to seduce him to get her share of orgasms from him. Khushi was working as a maid at three places and that none would pay her advance money for the month she was sure about that. Her only hope was Shyam Sahib.

I’m not going to hers. She doesn’t know I came here and if I go there now it’ll be a load of questions.” He was asking her to sit in the sofa in front of him. She sat on the edge of the sofa. The battle between lust and conscience was fierce. Neither was ready to give up. She took a sip of her tea and her hands were trembling. Vijay spoke: Okay it will be a one day affair." Even as she said this she felt something uncomfortable. She felt her husband's hardness hitting her thigh. Alright come on,” he mutters, taking her by the shoulder and leading her this time along to road to his sleek muscle car. She prepared tea and took it to Shyam who was sitting in the drawing room. She handed over the cup to him and he said:Khushi, what had gone wrong in our relationship? I am ready to listen to your accusations. But please tell me what you feel?" Arnav asked. Shyam was ready for this offer and climbed himself on the bed. He placed his head on her lap and she took her right hand to his head and brought his mouth closer to her chest. As he opened his mouth she pushed his head to cover her nipple. Her left hand was resting by her side. Lola gasps as she feels her walls tightening around the man and an orgasm rip through her body. Her toes curl and her whole body tingles from it as unimaginable pleasure sparks through her. You are beautiful, piccolo, it would be a lie to say otherwise. But do not, for one moment think that using your body will have me wrapped around your little finger. Frankly, I have seen far better and even those couldn’t tame me,” hisses Carlos. You have my word your father will not be harmed, in exchange for your utter and complete surrender to me. Are we in agreement?”

Just as Shyam finished emptying her breast, he realized that he was going to cum. He asked her to fasten her speed on his organ and she duly obliged. Finally, he sent jets of sperm to the sky and thus concluded his orgasm. He got up from the bed and so did Khushi. She lowered down her head and asked againLola slips the straps of her bra through her hands and then pulls it completely off. Still looking into stormy grey depths and she lets the material drop to the floor, beside her feet. She wiggles her áss up onto the table, into a more comfortable position and trails her fingers down to the edges of her cotton panties. Hesitant with courage spiking her blood, she clamps her jaw tight and does nothing. Khushi's heart had started pounding heavily. And her conscience was fighting against the lust that was building in her body. I was what, cara? That I would just forget about you? That I will not enjoy what is mine? You are mine now, piccola. Don’t ever forget that,” he tells her, “now, strip.”