‘Oh Alistair…’ The lilting voice danced through the trees, cold and mesmerising, a siren’s song. ‘Alistair Ward. Come out and play, Alistair. I promise I won’t kill you. Or perhaps you are already playing. Hide and seek, is that what you want to play with me?’ A burst of melodic laughter filled the air, though there was no warmth to it. Pressed up against the thick trunk of a gnarled
His face contorted with a frown of despair, the unfortunate young lad continued to stroke Lord Holmes’ thick cock with his new, delicate fingers. At the same time, he sucked on the Lord’s thumb and tried not to think about the way the man was eyeing up his heavy, swaying breasts. ‘What is your name, stable boy?’ asked the Lord, followed by a shallow grunt of satisfaction. Is the Lord
Thrusting hard into the girl’s tight cunt, Brad huffed and growled like an animal. Her magnificent tits bounced on her chest as he pounded her and the expression of grinning delirium on her face as he approached climax told him he was the best fuck she had had in a while. Part of him hoped one of the other festivalgoers would walk past and see them just to see how
‘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
‘I fucking hate you, you know,’ she said, leaning back and exhaling a plume of smoke as the man lapped at her pussy. Her thighs tingled as he sucked on her clit and she rolled her chest a little, her nipples hard and sensitive. ‘You made me into this horny bitch, you sleazy bastard.’ As much as she hated him, she could not deny the skill with which he ate
Marissa let out a horrified shriek and staggered away as Greg crumpled to the ground. His seemed to fold in on himself, like a bouncy castle with all the air suddenly sucked out, and when he hit the floor he landed as a pile of empty skin. Bracing herself against a chest of drawers and trying not to hyperventilate, Marissa’s eyes bulged in horror. ‘What have I done?’ she gasped.
Hearing Richard’s familiar step on the stairs, Jessica looked up from her book. ‘Find anyone?’ she asked. Her husband shook his head. ‘Nope. I heard the shower going in Paige’s room but other than that we’re on our own.’ ‘I take it they didn’t bother leaving a note?’ ‘Nah, but you know what they’re like. They’ve probably all gone over to Nancy’s for a night on Josh’s Switch. Rather her
‘You want one or two?’ Trevor shouted, leaning heavily against the Riveras’ fridge. ‘What do you think?’ Andrew replied. ‘I’ll bring three,’ Trevor chuckled and snatched up half a dozen beers. After stumbling back to the cabin in the evening gloom they had decided to raid the cabin’s fridge, which was fortunately stocked with plenty of booze. Staggering back into the lounge, Trevor dumped his haul onto the coffee table
Dumping her backpack down, Elliott staggered over to the armchair, yawning as she went. Welcomed by the warm cushions she groaned with relief: it felt like she was melting into a mountain of feathers. Tugging off her socks and shoes her groan took on an orgasmic note. After a thirty-mile hike nothing could quite compare to setting your feet free again. Her movement was laboured, every aching muscle protesting to
Now this was what Melissa called relaxation. Reclining in a luxurious bath, a crisp white in her hand, the verdant foothills literally outside her window, she could think of nothing to improve the experience. To one side, her phone nestled between scented candles playing soothing ocean waves. Beside the bath lay a stack of fashion magazines and her favourite romance novel, the cover of which was well worn. For the
