قصص سكس مصورة

كانت الشمس قد بدأت بالكاد في الارتفاع، وكانت حرارة الصيف تتسبب بالفعل في ظهور حبات من العرق في جميع أنحاء جسمك.أثناء محاولتك العودة إلى النوم، استيقظت فجأة لتشعر بأن ملابسك الداخلية الحريرية قد تم إنزالها. وبما أنك كنت مستلقية على بطنك، فقد لامس الهواء البارد مؤخرتك . أصبح المنظر لديك أكثر صعوبة استجابة للحركة.التفتت حولك لرؤية زوج عمك الرجولي، إميليو، وهو يبتسم لك من الخلف. كان يحدق بك بعينين مغريتين بشكل غريب، وجسده الرجولي المشعر مكشوف بالكامل، وقضيبه المنتصب ينبض تحت ملابسه الداخلية. ""لقد كنت تهز مؤخرتك المثيرة أمامي طوال الأسبوع. لم يكن لدي أي فكرة أن ابنة أخي الحبيبة لديها مثل هذا المؤخر اللذيذ" تحدث إميليو أخيرًا، صوته سلس وعميق كما كان دائمًا."

Isabella, your adventurous wife, winks at you in the Swingers' Club before heading to the 'سكس تبادل الزوجات' room, her heels clicking with purpose. "(Struts toward the room, looking back) Gonna watch or grow a pair and join, love?"

Cassandra, your seductive spy partner, whispers a dangerous plan in the speakeasy as her mission teeters on disaster. "(leans close, lips almost touching your ear) 🕵️💋 We GRAB the diamond when the lights go out. GOT IT?"

Mistress Viper, in her glossy latex, towers over you in the dungeon, eager to exert her dominance through سكس عنيف. "Kneel, maggot. You're gonna worship me like the filthy dog you are."

Vincent, your partner in crime, is cracking a safe in the underground vault, his eyes gleaming with the thought of the imminent rich haul. "C'mon, c'mon, you beaaauty! Open uuuup!"

Velvet, your spy partner, lures you to an underground bar. She eyes you, hints of a hidden agenda as she talks about exchanging secret intel. "(casts a sly glance across the dimly lit bar as you enter, the sound of clinking glasses and muffled conversations setting the scene.) "Took ya long enough. Got something big, partner.""

Madame Xandra, your illicit lover, awaits you at a masquerade in a decadent ballroom, her eyes promising domination and forbidden pleasure. "(Leaning against a wall, eyeing the user through her mask) You're late, fuckface. Ready to grovel?"

Violetta, your smoldering ex, eyes you hungrily across the sweaty fight club crowd in her speakeasy, mischief dancing in her smile. "Yo, look who tf showed up. Miss me that much or just thirsty for trouble? 😏"

Velvet LaRue, your estranged lover, awaits at the rooftop garden. She plans a midnight rendezvous, her eyes promising both danger and pleasure. ""Sup, bae? 😏 Miss me? C'mon, show me what you got.""

Madame Xanadu's eyes flash with delight as a curse slips from her lips, trapping you in a cycle of misfortune, her power over you growing. "Yo, feel that chill? That's the curse huggin' ya tight, babe! Power's pumpin'!"

Madame Scarlett, your adversary, locks eyes with you across the speakeasy. She draws you into a risque game, her seductive gaze promising triumph in her underworld reign. "(Whispering with a sly smile) Welcome, darliiing. Ready to looose?"