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Vanessa was secretly suspicious that Michael was cheating on her with his new secretary, Candice. She stopped in the office just before Michael was due to go on a business trip. Vanessa pretended to spontaneously invite her out for dinner later that week.
It was weird at first, but after they started talking, Candice warmed up to her bosses wife. Vanessa was still a little uncertain, but she was being her best, most charming self in order to try to catch Candice off guard. As dinner went on, Vanessa’s was still concerned, but she couldn’t pit her finger on why. Then it struck her.
“You know, I was a little concerned that you and Michael might be fooling around,” Vanessa said. “I mean, you’re a very beautiful, charming, sexy woman. But you’re not married,” she pointed to the empty ring finger. “And over this past hour, you’ve yet to mention a boyfriend.” Vanessa watched carefully for Candice’s reaction.
Candice laughing was not what she had expected. “I’m so sorry,” Candice said, covering her mouth and stifling a giggle. “No, Michael and I are not fooling around,” she confirmed. “My girlfriend wouldn’t have allowed it,” Candice said, waiting for the realization to hit Vanessa.
“Oh? Ohh!” Vanessa said, suddenly embarrassed.
“Actually, we broke up recently,” Candice continued. “But still, Michael isn’t my type,” Candice said sipping her wine while still watching her boss’s wife.
Vanessa apologized repeatedly, but Candice waved her off. They ordered dessert and were able to have a conversation without Vanessa’s agenda getting in the way. After Vanessa picked up the check, Candice thanked her, then hesitated as they both stood up to leave the restaurant.
“You know, I’m meeting some friends for drinks tonight,” Candice said. “Would you like to join us?” Vanessa felt it was the least she could do, especially when she heard that Candice’s friends were taking her out to help her get over her recent break up.
Vanessa was a little surprised when she met Candice’s friends. Their short hair, lack of makeup and clothes were a sharp contrast to Candice’s long, flowing red hair, impeccable makeup, and tight hot pink dress. When Candice went to get a round of drinks, Vanessa asked Candice’s friends about her ex.
“She said my husband wasn’t her type,” Vanessa explained. “I’m curious what her type is.”
“Tall, pretty, big boobs,” Melanie said. “Long dark hair,” she added.
“Kind of like you,” Sarah joked. Melanie punched her to keep quiet.
When Candice returned, they all did shots before Candice convinced Vanessa to join her on the dance floor. They danced near each other for a while, but as the music slowed, Candice pulled Vanessa closer. Vanessa didn’t resist, in fact she wrapped her own are around Candice’s waist and pulled her closer, pressing their breasts together.
They stared at each other, each feeling the other’s heart racing as the bass notes vibrated through their bodies. Vanessa leaned in first and Candice caressed her cheek as they kissed. They continued kissing for the rest of the song, and then Candice broke away, grabbing Vanessa by the hand to lead her out of the club.
They continued making out In the uber ride to Candice’s apartment. Candice’s long, tender fingers slipped in and out of Vanessa’s eager, wet slit as she moaned into her mouth. By the time they arrived, Vanessa had cum twice and could barely walk.
It was in Candice’s living room that she first tasted another woman’s musky scent. She enjoyed the taste almost as much as the feeling of power she got from making the pretty young redhead squirm and moan.
After Candice returned the favor, she left Vanessa half naked on the living room couch still gasping for breath. She returned a minute or so later wearing a thick, pink strapon. “Good thing your husband will be away for a while,” Candice said naughtily as she flipped Vanessa over and went to work.
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Hello, I know I said I’ll do Emma Watson but I found Zendaya and thought she would be better to write. I’ll get that feminist cum dump, Emma Watson, eventually. Anyway please enjoy.
Dan Everett is walking through the set of a music video with John Oakhill, a Hollywood executive that has recently hired Dan Everett.
Oakhill has hired the reality warping position for a position called fixer. He wants Dan Everett to go around a put the women in the studio’s employment in place. A free excuse to fuck and ravish hot celebs and to get paid, of course Dan Everett accept the deal.
The set they are on is for a music video for the Disney star and now new marvel star, Zendaya. According to Oakhill, his son put in a good word for her and she gotten the deal.
Dan Everett was bored of the tour Oakhill was giving him until he put his eyes on Zendaya. She was gorgeous wearing a tight white dress with large hoop earrings on both ears. Dan knew right there in than he had to fuck her.
She was sitting on a chair waiting for the crew to finish preparing the set. Zendaya sighed and said “Can y’all hurry up? I don’t have all day.”
“God! What a cunt.” Whispered a cameraman. He turned to finish setting up the camera when he spots John Oakhill and Dan Everett. The cameraman smirks, he was there when Dan Everett ravished Peyton List and he is excited for what he has in store for Zendaya.
“Be patient slut. Sets take time to set up.” Said Dan Everett as he walks up to her. John Oakhill stand behind and observe.
“Who the hell are you?” asked Zendaya annoyed.
“Dan. Dan Everett. I am an advisor on the music video and I would like to teach you some dance moves.” He then grabbed her hair and throw her to the floor.
The whole crew stops and look at the scene Dan Everett has caused.
“The fuck are you guys doing. Get back to work! I’m not paying y/all for nothing!” yelled out John Oakhill. The crew continued to work in fear of the executive.
Zendaya starts to get up but Dan just grab her hair and pull her to her knees. He pulls out his dick and Zendaya gasps at the size of it.
“This dance move is called the face fuck” announced Dan Everett before he stabs his massive dick into her mouth.
GHULCK
Dan moans as he poked the back of her throat and felt the warmth of her mouth envelope his cock. It wasn’t long before she was gagging, struggling to accommodate the huge prick and processing the acrid taste of precum sluggishly rolling over her tongue and to the back of her throat.
Zendaya thought on the bright side she didn’t have taste his pre-jizz once his cockhead was wedged down her throat. Her chin was a mess of saliva and it wasn’t long before it was flowing down her neck and dripping down her clothes, causing her dress to be see through. Now it clung to her tits.
Eyes wide and threating to roll back in her head. Zendaya didn’t think her humiliation could get worse until she can hear John Oakhill chuckling in the background. She had to have sex with his son Cyrus Oakhill and he ravished her.
“God this throat is good.” Said Dan. With one hand forcing her head down and the other yanking her ponytail back, he continued reamaing her.
“GACK!GACK!GACK!”
Dan broke the monotony of jamming himself into the celeb’s mouth by forcing her to deepthroat. He used her as a sheath for his meatsword and didn’t consider slowing down until he saw her eyes flutter and knew she was on the verge of passing out. She feebly lifts her hands up to his knees. Any attempt to break away was pathetically weak at this point.
“Aww. Is the dance routine too much for you cum dump?” said Dan Everett. He pinched her nose, making sure his balls were planted firmly against her chin. If she wasn’t busy trying to stay conscious, she would have been slightly disturbed that his massive balls seemed to be glued to either side of her chin with her own spit. She felt the warmth of his cum boiling in his sack.
“Here it comes.!” moaned Dan Everett as his cock quaked violently and his balls gurgled as they expelled steaming hot spunk straight into Zendaya’s stomach. She clutched her throat, feeling it contract and expand around the trouser snake pumping her full of jizz. Massive globs of off-white semen were filling her belly at an impressive rate.
Dan Everett slowly pushed Zendaya’s head back, dislodging his cock from her throat and leaving a trail of musky jizz behind in the process. He shook his cock a few times before pulling out completely and wiping copious blobs of cum across her lips.
Bloated and disoriented from the rough facefuck, she tried her best to swallow, suspecting there would be consequences if she doesn’t. Dan’s load was already coagulating in her mouth which only made it harder to lift her tongue and toss the salty glob down her throat.
“Swallow now!” commanded Dan Everett.
Shelly nodded. “ Mmggh blrrgh.” Which probably translated to “Yes sir.” A rivulet of cum fell from her mouth as she tried to speak, and she obediently scooped it up, wiping the white mess over her chin before shoving it back into her cum-packed mouth. She tilted her head back, hoping the cum would slide down easier, but it took multiple gulps before she could get it all down into her cramped belly.
“Good, Jizzbucket!” He grinned at her, holding her chin. .
Dan put his pants back on and walked off the set with John Oakhill like what he did was nothing. Zendaya, tired from the face fucking passed out, and landed on the cum and cock slime puddle on the floor.
The crew just continued to set up the set for the music video ignoring Zendaya on the ground. The Zendaya that had obtained fame through hard work and dedication was gone. All that was left now was a nasty cumdumpster.
Thank you for reading. Please suggest any celebs to do.
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Current modern styles and fashion being what they are, not everyone can pull off red lips, but I approve.
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We hate to say it, but it’s getting cold. And honestly, we’re not completely ready for it. Gone are the days of light fabrics, but that certainly doesn’t mean your style should suffer. Actually, we prefer to think that cold weather gives us the opportunity to shine a little more in our wardrobe choices. Above, you’ll see three different looks that we just can’t stop loving. Layering, of course, is key to sophisticated 6pm.com style. Chic jeans with booties, a neutral sweater, and a puffy moto-jacket? Swoon! A pretty patterned dress with matching red booties and peacoat, with some sparkling jewelry? We love it. Now, go out there and show us how you rock your 6pm.com fall fabulous style. Tag us on instagram @shop6pm, we love to see your photos.
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All those other girls are cake…I’m Crème brûlée…Tiramisu, if you will. Just a few notches above.
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Selena Gomez
ME WAITING FOR THE WEEKEND
