Posing for the Futa-Billionaire (Futa Wife's Dominating Boss 1): (A Futa-on-Female, Interracial, Cuckold, Hot Wife Erotica) by Reed James

Author:Reed James [James, Reed]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Naughty Ladies Publications
Published: 2017-09-13T07:00:00+00:00

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Sneak Preview of “Futa Cowgirls' Party”

Britney nodded, licking her lips, her thumb sliding over the top of my hand, sending a shiver through me. The futa-cheerleaders' drinks were set out on the bar, and Britney snagged hers, downing it in a single gulp, the ice clinking.

“Ooh, that was good,” she said, cheeks rosy.

“Captain, why don't we go grab a table,” Asuka said, her voice a husky purr. “Get to know Keily a little better. The bar's not intimate enough.”

“No, it's not,” I said. “Booth!”

There was a large booth in the back corner, the bench forming a semi-circle about the table. The futa-cheerleaders cheered and whooped, except Margarete who calmly slipped her drink, eyeing me past her squadmates.

“Bring us two rounds of vodka shots,” Lisa grinned, dimples appearing on her freckled cheeks. Cute dimples.

“Why only two?” I asked as I turned from the bar. “I like to party.”

“Is that why you have it tattooed on you back?” Britney asked, her hand sliding down my spine to my thong. Then she rested it on my ass and gave a squeeze, pulling me close.

“People deserve to know I'm a party girl!”

“And what does wifey think?”

I gave Britney an arched smile as she led me to the booth. “Wifey works sooo much. What she doesn't know won't hurt her.”

“You are bad,” Delilah said, pressing up on my other side, her hand grabbing my other butt-cheek. I shivered as the Black futa squeezed. I hope she was hung. Mmm, I had such a rich tableau of sexy futas before me. I had no idea which one I should go to bed with.

I slipped first into the booth, sliding all the way to the middle of the curved seat, Britney sliding in one side, Delilah on the other. The other futas scooted in as the bartender bustled up with a tray full of shots, three for each of us.

I grabbed three, setting them before me, a grin on my lips. “I am always so naughty when I drink vodka.”

“Maybe we should order another round?” laughed Lisa.

“Mmm, yes,” Asuka grinned. “How naughty would you be then?”

“More than you could handle,” I said, grabbing my first shot and downed it.

The burning liquor poured down my throat. I groaned as it slammed into my belly, spreading shivering warmth through me. Grinning at the futas, I grabbed the next, downed it in a single gulp, and reached for the third.

“Damn,” Leslie said, her lush lips pursing as she watched me bring the third shot to my lips. I tossed back my head and let it pour down my gullet.

“Ooh, that was good,” I groaned, shuddering, the warmth growing between my thighs. My poor thong would stand no chance absorbing the flood of juices already dripping out of my pussy.

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