‘So, what about this one?’ Strutting out of the bathroom, Roxie posed in a beautiful aquamarine swimming costume. In truth it was little more than a bikini, connected by a thin strip of material front and back that left her toned midriff on full display. Tessa looked up from her phone and pursed her lips. She was lounging on her bed in her silk pyjamas and had been acting as
Eyes closed, face immersed in the steaming torrent, Stella let out a long, weary sigh. Slowly, as the heat soothed her aches and pains, she came to realise it was not a fatigue of the body that plagued her, but one of the soul – an exhaustion so complete it pursued her even into the depths of sleep. She didn’t dream, not anymore, yet still she could feel it gnawing
Tangled up in the messy bedsheets, Kaitlyn smiled blithely as she stared out over the bay. Location of the island’s only harbour, it was fringed by little pockets of buildings that clustered near the water as though they might become lost and forgotten if they ventured into the rolling, forested hills inland. As the last blushes of dawn melted away beneath the heat of the morning sun, the islanders were
Reclining on the bathroom countertop, Lily bit her lip and groaned as her husband’s agile tongue parted the folds her pussy. Terry was certainly far more enthusiastic going down on her in their new bodies, and her breath came in short gasps as he increased his pace. His tongue was so hot between the lips of her pussy, the weaving motion of the tip sending thrills through her nubile figure.
In the upper echelons of society, royals and politicians are as distantly inferior to the true ruling elite as the general public are considered by royals and politicians. Composed of shadowy figures privileged with access to banks of wealth so vast they could make billionaires look like peasants, ferociously clandestine groups experimenting with terrible powers in their sprawling subterranean complexes of bunkers and laboratories, and collections of individuals so terrifically
Though her mind was laden with confusion and more questions than she could process, nothing could stop Irene opening her plump lips and sliding them down the waiting shaft of the youthful man standing over her. He tasted so juicy, so delicious, and the girth of his meat sent wonderful pain lancing through her rosy cheeks as he stretched them. It was difficult to believe both of the horny sex
Sliding the buzzing dildo from her slick cunt, Maya sighed and tossed the toy aside. She couldn’t cope with this. Even putting on faux satisfied faces and tweaking her nipples could not compensate for the cock she was missing, and after over a week of confinement in her room even masturbation had grown boring, despite the fact she was agonisingly horny. It was so unfair. Grounded just for ditching her
Drawing the cubicle curtain across, Zara gave a sigh of relief: finally some privacy. Usually she wouldn’t have visited somewhere like this, but she was keen to make an impression tonight. She and Chad had been sexting for the better part of a month and tonight was to be their first proper dinner date. Given how raunchy their online exchanges had become, if things went well she had no doubt
Kenny did not recognise the woman who entered. She was small and slender – a waif of a thing really – with the grey of age showing in her temples. She wore a tweed jacket over a plain white blouse and plainer black trousers, her flat shoes some fifty years out of date – older than she was, he was certain of that – and though she cast him a
Night was falling as the young couple ascended the broad drive leading to the striking building. It loomed over them with a somewhat imposing air about it, the soft buzz of conversation drifting through the open windows. Seth and Holly had seen it before, though only from a distance when they drove past the end of the drive; up close they found the very walls seemed to whisper of luxury
