Hannah sucks in a shuddering breath, moaning in a whimpery voice as I lick her clean. Her legs twitch and twitch as I continue to tongue her until she violently shakes on the bedsheets. "It's happening again..." Satisfaction washes over me as another wave of pleasure unleashes within Hannah as sh
Hannah I wake up to the hottest view that I've ever been faced with in my entire life. My nose is pressed into the most giant pair of pecs I've ever seen, and there is no means of escape! Tobias is holding me captive in his big arms, and his light snoring whistles in my ears. I don't ever want to
His face is so ridable, and—oh, he is driving that tongue harder against me now, and I'm melting. Breaking apart. Shattering. It feels so good— "Oh my god, Tobias..." I manage between gasps. "It's good, but... I want to please you... Let me lick and suck your cock..." "Not today." I moan in frust
Tobias This morning is a disaster. It started out great, with Hannah moaning underneath me as I licked her pink folds, but now it turns out all my private chefs are down with corona. What the fuck am I going to eat?! My stomach growls, and misery is all around. I'm sitting by the kitchen table, g
Hannah falls into a fit of laughter and hurries away from me. "There, now I'm leading in the prank leaderboard!" I glare at her, but on the inside, I'm smiling. "I'm going to get back at you, Mrs. Ford, and my revenge will be worse than what you've done." Hannah winks at me. "I will be looking for
Hannah "I'm sorry, but Mr. Ford is busy and won't take visitors right now. Not even from his wife." My chest fills with frustration. Tobias told me he wanted me to bring the baked goods to his office. It doesn't make sense that his assistant isn't letting me see him. "Listen," I look down at her
"W-what are you going to do with the recording?" I ask. He gives me a wicked grin. "Isn't it obvious? Watch it whenever I'm having a bad day." What he is saying is terrible, and I gasp in shock. But then Tobias cracks up, and the sound of his laughter is too much for my vagina and ovaries, especia
Tobias I think Hannah might be pissed at me. I'm not sure why, but our message conversation is... hinting at it. Pixie Spaz: So we are married. Me: Yes? Me: But obviously, it's a contract marriage. Those papers you filled in yesterday, remember those? They are for one solid year. Pixie Spaz: