"Please doctor, please fuck me please". Ann begged. Her hands were handcuff below her knee which made her legs to hang up in the air. Marcus observed her pussy that were spread wide open for his eyes to feast on. His cock hardened and trying to break free out of his pants but he tried supressing his urge as he stared at her wet entrance with lust filled in his eyes. "Please touch me doctor, please touch me down there doctor it hurts so baaaaaad.....". Ann begged, she tried touching her pussy but the handcuff around her wrist were avoiding her. Marcus smirk, he stroll to the bed where she was postioned at the edge of the bed and swat down. His face, facing her swollon pussy as he maintain direct eye contact with her drippy wet entrance. "Ahhhh... doctor touch me...touch me please....". Ann begged as she felt his hot breath fanning her pussy. Her breath quickened and her nipple hardened in reaction. She was engrossed with so much pleasure that she craved for his fingers to touch her. "Are you sure you want me to touch you?". Marcus asked in a raspy voice. It made shiver ran down her spine. She arched her back and tightly closed her eyes. "Touch me please...touch me...I want your fingers in my fucking hoe, I want you to fuck me with those thick fingers of yours". Ann scream loud in a shakery voice. Her legs were trembling as she craved for him to unlease his finger into her pussy. "You asked for this". Marcus said as he slide his two fingers into his mouth, wetting it with his saliva before bringing it out. Using his two fingers, he thwhack her cunt and it made a whacking watering sound. Ann screamed as he curled her toes with her eyes closed, she tried stretching her hands to touch him but the handcuff were depriving her. "Please doctor, please fuck me". Ann begged, tears trickling out from the side of her eyes. He didn't moved his hands, he left it on her cunt, he pressed his finger in her cunt and her hoe split out a massive white juicy out of her entrance. Ann clenched her hands into a fist, she moan louder, opening her mouth wide open and gasping for air. THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING OF THE "SEX DOCTOR" Still wanna read more steamy scene? Add to your library, leave a review and flip through this pages. I can assure you 99% of steamy scene that could make you go wet down there... Read on loveline...
"Oh fuck!". Ann groan, biting her lower lip as her right hand traveled down slowly to her pussy. Her left hand caress and played with her left breast. She was intoxicated with some much pleasure that she let out a deep moan," Ahhh...Ahhh". Her eyes were forced closed when her fingers came in contact with the lips of her dampen cunt. She was filled with the waves of sensation when she started rubbing her cunt vigorously. She was engrossed with the deep sensation all in-between her legs as she rubbed it rapidly.
She arched her back and lifted her hips, "Ahhh...oh...yessss...yes yes fuck me...fuck me...fuckkkkkkkkk.....". She moan louder in a high pitch voice as she reached her climate and released a wave of white fluid out from her entrance.
She sat up with her elbow as she tried to catch her breath she has been holding for a long while. "Ugh...". She groan when she remembered she had an appointment with a sex doctor.
Ann hamburger is her name, She's tall and has a perfect body shape that every man admires; big ass, big boobs. She has a well tanned skin and a red long hair that reached the level of her back. She's a twenty six years old woman and people who doesn't knows her might think that she is eighteen due to her flawless and tender body structure. She is twenty six years old and a sex addict. Her body is highly sensitive to every man or woman's touch. She find it hard to control herself. Her boyfriend had dumped her last week because he had caught her cheating on him numerous times and when she tries to explain he didn't care to listen so she had no choice than to move until her best friend, Silver introduce her to Marcus Morris, the popular sex doctor in California and all over the united state.
She had told her he was the only one who can help her and had explained to her how he had helped a lot of women in this kind of her condition. After she had urged her and gave her reason why she should go even when she rejected the offer, she had no choice than to go. Silver has offered her an invitation card to meet Marcus Morris which she accepted and today is the day she has a appointment with Marcus Morris, by ten o'clock.
She hasten up into the bathroom, brushed her teeth before dashing into the cold tub. She had a quick bath before she came out of the bathroom after drying her body. She race to her wardrobe and in a rush she brought out a red gown and her underwear. She wore it and rushed towards the mirror. She's twenty minutes late so she didn't have much time to apply make up on her face. She brushed her hair before she parked it up in a high pony tail. She grabbed her pick bag and her phone. She wore her brow boot before rushing out of her one room apartment which wasn't far from the room.
"Saint Antonio hospital". Ann said to the cabman immediately she had boarded the taxis before she slide inside. "Please hurry up, I am late". She said and the cabman nodded in respond. He speed up the car.
Few minutes later, they arrived at the hospital and she paid the cabman before she went out.
She stood with her mouth open as she gawk at the huge skycraper in front of her. She haven't seen a hospital this big like that she even wondered if she's at the right place. Without thinking much, she ran inside and waited patiently for the automatic glass door to open before she entered.
"Madam, may I know why you are here?". The lady at the receptionist table asked making her stop and turned.
"I don't have much time ma, I have appointments with Marcus Morris". Ann said politely as she reviewed the card she was holding to her face.
"Okay, you can go, the tenth floor". The lady said and she quickly rushed into the elevator.
She tapped the ten button before the door closed and it proceed up.She breath out nervously as she could feel blood swelling in her temple. She placed her palm on her chest, calming herself down before the door beeped open and she came out, admiring the beauty of the hallway. She amble down the hallway, scanning around till she found a door that was writing the name of "Marcus Morris". She smiled and adjusted her dress before she knocked twice expecting an order to come in.
"Come in". She got what she wanted but in a cold and deeper voice that made shiver ran down her spine. She wanted to leave almost immediately because she felt nervous the moment she heard the manly voice coming out from the office. She inhaled deeply, assuring herself that nothing would go wrong since she's here, there is never going back.
She breathed out before she opened the door and went into the office. Her eyes were welcomed in with a broad shoulder facing her. She couldn't see his face but looking at his body feature, he was looking hot like a god, no wonder they called him a sex doctor.
"You can have your seat". He said in a croaky voice and she gestured herself to seat. "Introduce yourself sweetheart". Marcus said in a soothing voice that made her gulped nervously.
"I...I...I...I..". She stuttered, finding the right words to say. "I'm Ann, I am a twenty six years old and I am a sex addict". She blunted out. "What about you sir?". Ann was forced to ask out of curiosity, because his voice sounded so manly and thick.
He heard him smirked and then rolled his swivel chair to face her, Ann's mouth dropped open when her gaze met with his gorgeous face. She was drooling over him as she admired and observed his well sculpture face, his pointed nose and Italian blue eyes. His lips was puffy and tempting to kiss. His curl hair were tangling over his forehead and goddammit his chest. His bulky shirt were revealed through his t-shirt that were left open and unbuttoned.
"I am thirty years old babygirl, do you have a problem with that?". Marcus said a deep bleak voice that sounds pleasant to her ear. "Love what you see". He said with a smirk.
"You are going to take every fucking inch, length, and fat of my cock base-deep inside you", Logan grabbed hold of her hair and yanked it back so she could look up at him. "You got that?" He questioned her while casting a stern gaze into her eyes. "Yes," Stephanie whimpered, tears streaming down her cheeks. His grip on her hair was so tight. She's a virgin, and this isn't how she had imagined her first night to be, especially with her own stepfather.Logan smacked her face and roared fiercely, "Yes, what?" "Yes, Daddy," Stephenie cried out with teary eyes."Good, now get on your fours, legs spread out for Daddy on the bed", Logan commanded sternly then released his grip on her hair, and she complied. ********* It all started when Stephanie's single mother weds a 49-year-old, single hot daddy. Shortly after the wedding, her mother was killed in an accident, and the 19-year-old virgin Stephanie was forced to take over her mother's place as the bride for the night. But then everything changed for the worse the moment her ex-boyfriend appeared in the picture. He took her virginity, and his father fucked her hard until she became addicted to them and couldn't stop requesting more. "Yes, Daddy. I will always be urs, your submissive, and a bitch for being a bad girl for you daddy." Warning! This book contains steamy scene and real dark scene that is strictly recommended for 18+ only.
He ran towards the stairs and ascended up to were the noise was coming from and banged into the room, without knocking to signal an alarm that he was coming in. He stood at the door and watch them from there They didn't noticed his present as they kept on moaning in pleasure and banging against each other's skin in a cowgirl style Reel was laying on the bed while the blonde girl was bouncing on top of his cock. His hands was grabbing her ass as he supported her to increased her speed and slam so hard on his cock They were banging so hard that her boobs were bouncing up and down with her nipple so hard and pointing straight at his face Their body were drenched in sweat and the room was smelling so bad that he felt disgust "Oh yeah baby keep riding on my dick so hard, I hope you like how huge it is baby", Reel hollered and it made her giggled as she increased her pace, she bounced harder as she ride on his cock He grabbed her two boobs and squeezed it as he relax on the bed, moaning in pleasure Her pussy were swollen and dripping white juicy that dampen his dick, it made that slapping and spurting sound as they fuck each other " Reel I'm home!" Ethan couldn't take it anymore and yelled "Oh shit", Reel said in a whisper He was in the middle of releasing and he couldn't stop The blonde girl fell on his chest as he let go of her boobs and reach out for the blanket. He grabbed it and used it to cover their naked bodies " Can't you knock!?", Reel asked and it sounded like a moan
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
"Then let's get a divorce!" With courage, Leora left her husband's house, after being accused of poisoning his mistress. Her in-laws and sister-in-law had planned various ways to kick her out of Peter's house and in the end Leora gave in. However, no one expected that things would turn 180 degrees after the divorce. When everyone who had hurt her was happy with each other's lies, Leora returned. This time, she was no longer the poor orphan girl from the orphanage. She has changed and not only that, she also carries a big secret that will make everyone turn to worship her feet.
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”