Reading Fluff の小説・ストーリー

Against my better judgment, I reluctantly took a sip. The taste was terrible. It's absolutely terrible. It was too salty and somehow also bland at the same time. The texture was wrong. The flavors didn't work together. I wanted to spit it out. But that will only hurt her. I wanted to throw up. But it took everything in me to hold it back. I swallowed it and pretended it was fine. "What happened?" Flora asked, watching my face closely. "Did you not like it?" Her eyes were hopeful but uncertain.

KAI I re-read the words on the page, double checking it's not some wild fantasy in my head. They’re still there, staring back at me. I skim lower, and fuck, it’s straight up explicit details of one character giving another a hell of a head job, vivid enough to burn into my brain. Ava’s really out here reading p**n.

she says defiantly. “WHAT!” I yell, slightly taken aback by this. That is what the Luna does. That was her whole fucking job. Flora starts stacking paperwork and goes over to the filing cabinet next to the window. The morning light pours in and covers her in an angel like glow that reflects off her damn mesmerising hair.

No matter how Lu tried to ignore his ex-wife, he couldn't get his face off the booklet she had dropped on the table. It seems like it kept drawing him, asking him to take a peep or touch it at least. "What's inside" he finally asked. "Check for your self" Flavia replied. She tapped on the booklet waiting for Lu's reaction but he didn't stare. Her smile shirked into a frown as she stood up and walked to him, with one of her hands holding the book and the order on his shoulder, she sigh.

she kept moaning. Desmond position himself straight and went in at once. filling her up, he groans anf started moving in and out. making sure he's burying his length in her as he pound her. in no time all the flower decoration is scattered all over the ground. few minutes later, he went wilder as he pound until he climax and release his fluid in her

The kind of clean that was either the natural result of a straightforward application or the result of someone very good at making things look natural. He closed the file. He opened instead the files Reeves had sent over the previous week — the preliminary report, the employment gap, the reference with the wrong texture. He read them again slowly, not looking for what they said but for what they didn't say, the shape of the absence rather than the presence.

He flipped another page pretending to grade but his breathing had started to get rough. His hips bucked a little pushing deeper into my mouth. “Deeper Lily. Take more of that cock. Earn that extra credit you little plagiarist.” The word stung but it sent a fresh rush of wetness straight to my pussy. I moaned around his cock the vibration making him curse low. I took him deeper, gagging harder but pushing through tears leaking from my eyes while saliva ran down his shaft all the way to his balls. My free hand finally slipped between my own legs pressing hard against my soaked jeans right over my clit.

“Check what our innocent little princess is reading.” Luca caught it one-handed. His eyes scanned the screen, and a low, dark chuckle rumbled from deep in his chest as he read a filthy line aloud. The explicit words hung thick in the air…descriptions of being stuffed full from both ends, dripping and gagging and coming apart.

“For you.” I could hardly believe it. Flipping through the composition book, I could make out pages upon pages filled with neat handwriting, what looked like ten chapters worth of reading, and even… a couple of smutty scenes. My cheeks warmed as I flipped to a random page and read something about the dragon turning into a man, and…