1. The Devil's Pact Slave Chronicles 6: Velvet, Double D Coffee


    Date: 8/5/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cheating, Male / Females, Male/Female, Prostitution, Voyeurism, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    my skin, the world's best fucking moisturizer!” Chris erupted in my cunt as the guy plastered Hailey's face, tits, and glasses with his cum. True to her word, she rubbed the jizz into her skin with one hand, while the other jilled her pussy. “You girls are the best,” Chris sighed as we started the next video and watched redheaded Faye take it up the ass like a pro. I snuggled happily in his arms and fell asleep in a safe, loving embrace. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sunday, July 27th, 2014 I trembled as Chris slid the wedding band onto my finger. Rose Cunningham turned and fixed her beautiful, teenage face on our fiance. “Do you, Christopher Young take Faye Reid, Haylie Merricks, Kasey Jeffery, Roxane Samson, Tien Nguyen, and Velvet Gibbs as your lawfully wedded wives, to love them, cherish them, and to completely share your life with them.” “I do,” he said, fixing each of us with his handsome eyes as we stood in a half-circle around him. We all wore beautiful wedding dresses, each a different style, but all of them showing off our well-endowed chests. It had quickly become clear in the weeks after we opened Double D Coffee, that all of the girls had—with a little help from Sam's incense—fallen in love with Chris. It didn't matter how we fell in love with him, whether through a God's power or the magic of a hermaphrodite, all that mattered was our feelings. We loved him, and he loved us. Chris kissed each of us, starting with me, and then us brides kissed each other. I ...
    didn't have just a new husband, I also had five new wives. The reception was a blast, we danced, partied, and enjoyed our friends and families company. Near the end, as the reception was winding down and we were getting ready to fly to Hawaii to stay at Mark's mansion—his wedding gift to us—Mark walked up to us, his beautiful Goddess on his arm. “I wanted to speak to you before you left,” Mark said. “Oh?” Chris asked. “What?” “We're going to need people we can trust to help us govern the world,” Mark answered. “We prefer to use our friends and family, people we know.” “What are you asking?” Chris frowned. “I've already talked to Quatch, Tom, and Karl about this,” Mark continued, “and they've agreed to help out.” “I still can't believe I agreed to letting that hairy friend of yours rule the Middle East,” Mary said with a roll of her eyes. “He's a great guy,” Mark protested defensively. “He'll do just fine. Anyways, Chris, how would you like to rule South East Asia for us when the time comes?” My husband blinked. “I don't know,” he said carefully. “The perks are great,” Mary answered. “Eternal youth for you and your wives. You just have to bind your souls to us.” “It's a little distasteful,” Mark grimaced. “But it doesn't take long. I really need your help, man. Mary and I can't administrate the entire world on our own.” Eternal youth. My tits would never sag. “Do it, Chris,” I urged. “You don't want your wives to get old and wrinkly, do you?” “Sure,” Chris answered, his eyes ...
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