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CasNova:
I got up. positioned myself directly above her spread legs, probed her soft, wet slit and slipped in my cock. Slowly, the cock became buried deep inside her precious cunt.

My dick throbbed and twitched at the total feel of her tight, hot pussy. The enclosure of her vaginal walls were like silky velvet encasing the shaft of my dick.

She moaned louder. I shoved every inch of my cock into her hot Bleep hole. I could say that her moans were those of excitement and happiness. Without any protection whatsoever, I knew I was going to shoot my load into her.

Some days ago, I did to her sister; and now it was her turn. Somehow, I knew it was not right, but I didn't give a hoot.

At this very moment, passion had subdued morality. I wanted to Bleep her until she would scream that she had had enough. I slammed my hard cock into her, and withdrew it fast, then back into her.

It was an alternating thing. Our bodies, colliding making slapping sounds, were wet and hot. Her moans continued in the room. Sweats rolled from all over our bodies. I could feel her muscles twitching and contracting as if they were trying to snuff the life out of my dick.

Seconds later, I began to shoot my hot semen into her. My prick pulsed with each squirt of the sticky semen. In return, she wrapped her legs around me, holding my tight into her body. She let out a throated moan to signal her orgasm.
Our breaths were heavy.

From the way my body was soaked in sweats, I might just have finished a tedious marathon. I collapse on the bed next to her.

“Oh, baby,” she said. “Maggie was right when she said you’re better than ever. You know what, just like Margaret said, I love you.”

I smiled wryly. That was a compliment, wasn’t it? I felt special that two beautiful sisters would give me those wonderful words.

“I love you too,” I replied and patted her thighs.

We remained naked on the bed. From all indications, we were not ready to call of the session.

“Who is better?” she asked.

“Hmn?”

“Between Margaret and I, who’s better?”

I chuckled. I was not going to start a ‘star war,’ so I was discreet. “The two of you are amazing.”

“But, Martha is better than Margaret, right?”

If that one would put a little smile on her face, why should I not concede?

“Well, I suppose so.”

“You’re in doubt,” she said accusingly. “Don’t worry, by the time we through today, you will not have any doubt.”

I grunted. Her hands went to my groin. She jerked the head of my cock up. I clutched her boobs with my two hands. She suddenly stopped.

“Hey, I’m jumping the gun.” She spread her legs. “You go first.”

I grinned and place my head in-between her legs. I started to licking and lapping her shimmering slit. She clung to my head, holding it between her thighs.

I felt almost suffocated in the warm, wet swamp of her pussy. I tongued her deep. She lifted her legs around my head while I dug her more into her upraised ass.

“I want you to Bleep me!” she whispered fiercely.

So, I used my tongue to do as much work as possible. But I soon got tired of that technique. I must go for the real deal. I made myself to lie on my back while she sat astride me. In full anticipation of the hot action, she tugged my cock upright and led it into her towering hole.

This gave the image of a mushroomed hood of my prick. It split her pussy parts as my swollen shaft speared right into her tunnel, inch by inch. This way, she sat down flat on my powerful legs as my cock buried full into the lashed base in her cunt.

She groaned and arched her back. The gyrating movement made her to bounce up and down. I could hear the faint creaking of the bed. Let it creak more than that. We were past caring.



The Naughty Sisters: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_naughty_sisters/32319

LoveToRead:
Steph was about twenty-three years old, and had spent the last six years basically in the U.S.A. How she had managed to remain a virgin was a mystery.

I parked the car some meters from their house.

'Thanks, Alex, and goodnight.'

'Good night, Steph.'

She gave me a peck and got down from the car.

I drove back home. Now alone, I realized I had behaved so foolishly. How could I allow myself to fall for Steph?

What if madam knew? What if Enny got to know? Had I not been warned not to allow love of the flesh to rule over my reasoning? Oh God, Oh God!

I got to my bedroom, feeling exhausted. I was supposed to be excited, wasn't I? I was supposed to feel fulfilled that I had got the heart of a daughter of the rich and powerful Da Rocha.

But I was not. Images of madam B and Enny alternated in my mind. The two of them accused me of betrayal. Enny was particularly bitter. In my mind, I pleaded and told her I would make amend.

An idea came to my mind.

Why not marry Enny as soon as possible? Why wait for many months? She should welcome the idea, shouldn't she? My mind went to Steph again. She was good, no doubt. But then, she would not be around for long as she would be going back to the States in some weeks' time.

I finally slept off. It was almost six thirty when I woke up. I had to rush to take my bath and to prepare for work.

On my way to work, Staph’s call came through.

'Hello, sweetheart,' she said. As soon as I heard her voice, all my self-recriminations disappeared.

'Hello,' I replied. 'How was your night?'

'Nice. It was nice.'

'How's mummy?'

'She's fine.'

'Good. I'm on my way to work.'

'I'll soon be joining you.'

'You mean you are coming today again - you mean to the office?' I asked.

'Yeah.'

I sighed. 'Alright, see you.'

So, she would be coming around again? Seeing her so close would not help my matter, if I really intended to stop playing games with her, I reasoned. Oh God, help.

I got to the office few minutes to eight, but surprisingly met Mandy there.

'Hello, Mandy. You're early today.'

'Yes. It happens like that once in a while.'

I went to my office and got down to work. Few minutes after I was there, Mandy opened the door.

'Can I come in or are you very busy?' she asked.

'Sure, you can.'

She came in and sat on one of the visitor's seats. It was then I noticed that the left side of her cheek was puffed.

'What happened to you there?' I asked.

She sighed. 'It was my man that hit me.'

'Your man? What happened?'

I could see sadness taking over her pretty face.

'We had an argument and this is the result.'

I shook my head in sympathy.

'Sorry about that.'

I, indeed felt sorry for her. I hate domestic violence or any form of abuse. I believe that no matter what a woman does, the man must never raise his hand up against the woman.

'Sorry,' I said again.

'Thank you.' She sighed again. 'I have a little challenge now.'

'What challenge?'

She stared at me briefly. 'I need a temporary accommodation. I want to move out of his house.'

I breathed in hard. 'Why don't you tell madam?'

Mandy shook her head. 'I don't want to bother her again. She has helped a lot in the past.'

I nodded. 'So how can I help you?'

'I don't know if I can temporarily stay with you.'

The alarm bell sounded in my head. No way, I didn't want additional trouble.



The Sugar Mum: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the-sugar-mum-the-steamy-version/35123

LoveToRead:
Steph was about twenty-three years old, and had spent the last six years basically in the U.S.A. How she had managed to remain a virgin was a mystery.

I parked the car some meters from their house.

'Thanks, Alex, and goodnight.'

'Good night, Steph.'

She gave me a peck and got down from the car.

I drove back home. Now alone, I realized I had behaved so foolishly. How could I allow myself to fall for Steph?

What if madam knew? What if Enny got to know? Had I not been warned not to allow love of the flesh to rule over my reasoning? Oh God, Oh God!

I got to my bedroom, feeling exhausted. I was supposed to be excited, wasn't I? I was supposed to feel fulfilled that I had got the heart of a daughter of the rich and powerful Da Rocha.

But I was not. Images of madam B and Enny alternated in my mind. The two of them accused me of betrayal. Enny was particularly bitter. In my mind, I pleaded and told her I would make amend.

An idea came to my mind.

Why not marry Enny as soon as possible? Why wait for many months? She should welcome the idea, shouldn't she? My mind went to Steph again. She was good, no doubt. But then, she would not be around for long as she would be going back to the States in some weeks' time.

I finally slept off. It was almost six thirty when I woke up. I had to rush to take my bath and to prepare for work.

On my way to work, Staph’s call came through.

'Hello, sweetheart,' she said. As soon as I heard her voice, all my self-recriminations disappeared.

'Hello,' I replied. 'How was your night?'

'Nice. It was nice.'

'How's mummy?'

'She's fine.'

'Good. I'm on my way to work.'

'I'll soon be joining you.'

'You mean you are coming today again - you mean to the office?' I asked.

'Yeah.'

I sighed. 'Alright, see you.'

So, she would be coming around again? Seeing her so close would not help my matter, if I really intended to stop playing games with her, I reasoned. Oh God, help.

I got to the office few minutes to eight, but surprisingly met Mandy there.

'Hello, Mandy. You're early today.'

'Yes. It happens like that once in a while.'

I went to my office and got down to work. Few minutes after I was there, Mandy opened the door.

'Can I come in or are you very busy?' she asked.

'Sure, you can.'

She came in and sat on one of the visitor's seats. It was then I noticed that the left side of her cheek was puffed.

'What happened to you there?' I asked.

She sighed. 'It was my man that hit me.'

'Your man? What happened?'

I could see sadness taking over her pretty face.

'We had an argument and this is the result.'

I shook my head in sympathy.

'Sorry about that.'

I, indeed felt sorry for her. I hate domestic violence or any form of abuse. I believe that no matter what a woman does, the man must never raise his hand up against the woman.

'Sorry,' I said again.

'Thank you.' She sighed again. 'I have a little challenge now.'

'What challenge?'

She stared at me briefly. 'I need a temporary accommodation. I want to move out of his house.'

I breathed in hard. 'Why don't you tell madam?'

Mandy shook her head. 'I don't want to bother her again. She has helped a lot in the past.'

I nodded. 'So how can I help you?'

'I don't know if I can temporarily stay with you.'

The alarm bell sounded in my head. No way, I didn't want additional trouble.



The Sugar Mum: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the-sugar-mum-the-steamy-version/35123