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Jolene Avonn
Breeding the Rich Girl (interracial erotica)
Breeding the Rich Girl (interracial erotica)
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Becca Livingston, a rich girl desperate to maintain her status, receives a scintillating proposition from a pair of family friends. If she'll simply carry their child, she'll earn a massive stack of much-needed cash. But there's a catch: the innocent, inexperienced Becca will be paired up with a black man she's never met. As Becca finds out, this huge development is not a bad thing at all. In fact, it's the very essence of fulFILLing!
Warning: This 6800-word story contains explicit adult content, including interracial breeding, taboo themes, rough sex, bareback sex, impregnation, and group sex. The content is intended for open-minded readers over the age of 18 only!
Excerpt:
“You’re so big,” I murmured. I didn’t mean to say anything – the words just slipped out. They’d been running through my mind since Kendall appeared in the room. So damn big. I couldn’t close either hand around his shaft, so I simply worked all along his length like I was pulling a thick rope toward me, wringing and twisting until his entire cock was stiff, shiny, and trembling.
“That’s good, Becca,” Kendall whispered. “Careful. Jesus.”
I smiled up at him, still stroking. I was secretly excited that he was so turned on, too.
“Ever been with...a little blonde?” I asked slyly.
He shook his head.
“Ever wanted to?”
He nodded quickly.
“I feel the same way, Kendall,” I said.
Trina laughed softly by the desk. I realized they were going to stay and watch, and that was just fine with me.
“You can touch me, if you want,” I said. I was perched on the bench before Kendall, facing him and his member, but I meant the invitation for everyone.
Kendall reached down and slowly stroked my breasts. His hands were blazing hot, huge, engulfing each full globe almost completely as he swirled and squeezed. It was like heaven. I tipped my head back and sighed in pleasure. He sent an electric charge through my chest. As he worked, I leaned forward against his thigh and kept stroking his cock and heavy balls as he continued exploring. As I squeezed his thick, muscular quads, his hands smoothed over my shoulders and down my back. He bent slightly and tentatively squeezed my ass, letting his fingers slide between my cheeks in such a way that I just had to tilt forward and arch so he could find my sopping pussy.
Warning: This 6800-word story contains explicit adult content, including interracial breeding, taboo themes, rough sex, bareback sex, impregnation, and group sex. The content is intended for open-minded readers over the age of 18 only!
Excerpt:
“You’re so big,” I murmured. I didn’t mean to say anything – the words just slipped out. They’d been running through my mind since Kendall appeared in the room. So damn big. I couldn’t close either hand around his shaft, so I simply worked all along his length like I was pulling a thick rope toward me, wringing and twisting until his entire cock was stiff, shiny, and trembling.
“That’s good, Becca,” Kendall whispered. “Careful. Jesus.”
I smiled up at him, still stroking. I was secretly excited that he was so turned on, too.
“Ever been with...a little blonde?” I asked slyly.
He shook his head.
“Ever wanted to?”
He nodded quickly.
“I feel the same way, Kendall,” I said.
Trina laughed softly by the desk. I realized they were going to stay and watch, and that was just fine with me.
“You can touch me, if you want,” I said. I was perched on the bench before Kendall, facing him and his member, but I meant the invitation for everyone.
Kendall reached down and slowly stroked my breasts. His hands were blazing hot, huge, engulfing each full globe almost completely as he swirled and squeezed. It was like heaven. I tipped my head back and sighed in pleasure. He sent an electric charge through my chest. As he worked, I leaned forward against his thigh and kept stroking his cock and heavy balls as he continued exploring. As I squeezed his thick, muscular quads, his hands smoothed over my shoulders and down my back. He bent slightly and tentatively squeezed my ass, letting his fingers slide between my cheeks in such a way that I just had to tilt forward and arch so he could find my sopping pussy.
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