sex dwarf

Sex dwarf
Isn't it nice
Luring disco dollies to a life of vice

We could make an outfit
For my little sex dwarf
To match the gold Rolls
And my dumb chauffeur
We'll all look so good
We'll knock 'em cold
Knocking 'em cold
In black and gold
-soft cell



Nico hated the thought of Ruben's cock inside Gemma.

And she was so lovely. It disgusted him, but he'd watched. Couldn't stop himself. He was high off what he saw and what his on sexual being felt to the core. His on cock was like a rock, wet just the same. He couldn't help but give himself a rub to relieve the agony going on inside him.

What did Gemma expect to accomplish. Pulling he and Ruben a part like this. It was the worst compromise in the world and yet she meant to do it. She so thought it was perfect. Didn't she?

It felt as if something had been ripped from his heart and stomped with Gemma's stilettos on a cold icy night in the middle of the street. Really, Nico felt quite vulnerable now.

"I still love you," Ruben promised.

"I can't feel it." It was an ugly shiver Nico felt now about Ruben. "I saw it. You fucked my sister."

"Just a one off, you know." Ruben was reluctant to explain. "Please, forgive me?"

Naturally, Ruben was in a wincing sort of way.

Perhaps Gemma was just a sex toy to him.

"It'll be better between us." Ruben tried his best to persuade him. Nico decided to smile about it. He'd milk it for all its worth, letting Ruben suck him off several times a day. It would be payback, wouldn't it?

Forcing Ruben put his face in the pillow so Nico could have a go at him when he liked. Naturally, it wasn't as good of a fuck as he'd liked. But he'd smile. Try again. Going harder again as if it was vengeance could make a good orgasm, after all.

the balance of it

The water was so hot when they got in together. Mesha could barely stand it. Tristan washed her back and kissed her neck. She felt his fingers come around her, touching her tits. She couldn't help but lose her elf in his presence. He really was devoted to her.

"You aren't jealous." She was a bit sleepy now in the bubble bath.

"Sometimes, but then she goes away, and I hate what she does to you." Tristan whispered in her ear. "I always want you even if you don't want me."

"But I do. Gemma is mysterious." She left it at that as she felt what he really wanted from her. Not just intercourse. Something anal. She shivered slightly, closing her eyes, using her senses to let it be, feeling his tongue down her backbone. He was like a stone going into the unknown. She gasped so suddenly as her skin pricked with goosebumps. He knew what he wanted and so did she.

In a moment, he was there. She heard his sigh as if he needed to know how this felt. Their own personal place, wedging deep inside. She thought she might cry as the pain gave way to pleasure ever so carefully. His fingers coming around her. Finding her clit. More joy exposed. Really, Gemma had nothing to do with this. It felt like a secret Mesha wanted to keep from her. Always.