Carter stumbled backwards, cold dread flooding his system as the scantily clad intruder slowly advanced. ‘No, you can’t. You can’t be here. Sonny, you can’t. I… I don’t understand. How did you get in? No, what am I saying – you’re not here. I… I’m seeing things… I have to be…’ Even so, Carter continued to edge away, practically crouching with his hands held out in a defensive manner as
‘I… I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m doing this. I shouldn’t, I really shouldn’t. I’m sorry.’ Already the man’s stammered apologies were becoming less sincere, and if the force with which he tore open the chest of Angel’s fishnet attire was anything to go by, he had no interest in stopping. She wanted to tell him to run, to escape while he still had the chance. Unfortunately for him,
‘So how long have you guys been in the neighbourhood?’ Rich asked as he sipped on his coffee. Having spent the last few weeks subsisting on either instant sachets or watery gas station trash, he was grateful to finally have some proper caffeine. The drink was rich and flavourful, and though he detected a foreign undertone to it he assumed his new neighbours merely had a fondness for more exotic
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
Taking her rightful place as a naughty snow bunny addicted to the throbbing dark meat of her black masters was the best thing Ashley had ever done, but it hadn’t been easy. When they had first shown up in the office reception where she worked she had been a shy, inexperienced little thing without the confidence to shoo a pigeon, but despite this – or maybe because of it, she
Pausing, Owen was briefly taken aback by the huge gothic door. In the fading evening light, it was lit by a wrought-iron lantern hung from the top and looked straight from one of the medieval forts or castles back home in England. Though it may have looked at home there, it was the last thing he had expected to find here in the heart of Beijing. In a city all
‘Holy shit, dude, I didn’t think she’d be able to open wide enough to take you. She’s such a whore for black dick.’ Tyrone stared at Jamal incredulously before returning his attention to the girl on her knees before them. She was holding his dick in one hand but was too focused on filling her mouth with Jamal’s colossal meat for his liking. ‘Hey, bitch, there’s more than one of
Gathered in the lounge of the Klein cabin, the lake’s guests whispered amongst. Huddled in their little pockets they had the surreal feeling they knew the rest of the people around them, like the names were on the tips of their tongues yet elusive all the same. Brandi, Johnny and Elena had been the first to arrive, and had taken up their spot on the centre sofa facing the fireplace,
Kneeling on his own bed, suspended by the ropes expertly tied around the light above his head, manhandled without remorse by the vice grip of the dark-haired woman behind him, Frank finally learned the lesson he should have heeded long ago. Unfortunately for him, the realisation was far too little, far too late. He whimpered as the woman mercilessly hammered into him. He couldn’t take it anymore – he couldn’t
Only yesterday, Anthony had just about been able to fool himself into believing his marriage was a happy one. But now, impaled on the massive cocks of muscular lovers, tossed around like a rag doll in their strong arms, and with his wife just off to the side rubbing her glistening pussy he could no longer trick himself into such a false belief. If he was honest, he’d had his
