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Greased & Fucked In Room 7—2
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Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Bent Over By The Farm Boy—3
I grabbed her by the hips, pulled her off the table like she weighed nothing, and carried her to the window.She whimpered, legs weak, body boneless in my arms. Her pussy was raw, leaking a mess of both of us down her thighs, but I wasn’t giving her a break.Not yet.I pressed her against the wall, right next to the open window where the evening light spilled in, soft and golden, casting a glow on her wrecked, sweaty skin. I turned her face toward the glass so she could see her reflection—see what I’d done to her.“You look ruined,” I whispered, my breath hot against her ear. “Do you see yourself?”She nodded, barely.“Good. That’s mine. You’re mine.”She shivered, chest rising fast, eyes glassy as she stared out, her cheek against the frame.“You think I didn’t notice?” I said, dragging my cock against her ruined slit, not pushing in yet, just teasing. “The way you looked at me when I was working out there in the sun. Thought I didn’t feel your eyes burning into me every time I took
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Bent Over By The Farm Boy—2
I grabbed her by the waist again, dragging her back onto the table before she could straighten up. She let out a breathy sound, part moan, part surprise, but didn’t fight it. Her skin was slick with sweat, her thighs trembling, pussy already red and dripping with what I left inside her.Didn’t matter.I needed her again.This time, I didn’t go slow. I shoved two fingers back inside her, curling them deep, watching her jolt and arch like I’d shocked her. She was too sensitive, too fucked out—but she still ground down on my hand like she needed more, like her body hadn’t had enough of me. She was still open, still hot and soaking wet, already tightening around my fingers like she was begging for something bigger again.“Still needy?” I muttered, pressing my lips to her shoulder, biting just hard enough to make her hiss. “I just came in you, Riley.”“Then do it again.”I laughed, low and rough, and pulled my fingers out to smear her wetness over her ass. She gasped when I slid the head o
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Bent Over By The Farm Boy—1
She didn’t know I watched her.But I did. Every fucking day.My name’s Liam. I came to the farm two months ago after her ad went up in town—“Help needed. Private farm. Good pay.” No questions, no bullshit. Just land, labor, and the kind of silence I craved.Her name was Riley. Barely thirty. She walked like someone who’d been left behind one too many times. Tight jeans, muddy boots, always barefoot in the house. Her lips didn’t smile much, but her mouth? It was made to be ruined.I kept my distance. Did the work. Fixed the fences, hauled the bales, broke my sweat under the sun just so I didn’t break something else. She’d watch me sometimes through the kitchen window, pretending she wasn’t. I let her. It was part of the deal, silent or not—we both needed something, and neither of us wanted to say it.But today?Today she gave it to me.I’d just come back from fixing the pump by the east fence, sweat soaked into my jeans, shirt hanging off my back pocket. I walked past the house on my
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Combat Cocks—5
Jules was barely holding himself up—arms trembling, thighs shaking, body wrecked in every possible way—but when Reed shifted behind him, cock still rock-hard and buried deep, he didn’t protest.Couldn’t.There was nothing left in him but raw, twitching need.Reed moved slow this time. Not gentle—he didn’t have that in him—but with a steady, grinding rhythm that made Jules feel every inch. No slap. No chaos. Just deep, dragging thrusts, cock stretching his used hole like it was the first time all over again.“Fuck,” Jules whispered, eyes fluttering shut. “Fuck, I feel everything.”“You’re gonna feel this for days, if we survive,” Reed said, low and rough.Jules shivered.Reed’s hands gripped his hips tight, holding him open, holding him still, fucking him slow and deep like he had all the time in the world—and nothing to lose. The slap of flesh was slower now, dirt-caked thighs slick with sweat and cum, Reed’s breathing hot and heavy above him.Jules pushed back into each stroke, mouth
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Jules didn’t resist when Reed pulled out, even though his hole twitched in protest, used to the fullness now, aching for more. He barely had a second to breathe before Reed flipped him onto his stomach, strong hands dragging him up onto his knees like a ragdoll.“Hands behind your back.”Jules obeyed.Reed grabbed his wrists, pinned them there with one hand, the other spreading Jules’s ass wide, exposing everything—slick, red, stretched open and dripping. He growled at the sight, cock twitching hard again despite the mess they’d already made.“Look at you. You’ve taken three loads and your hole’s still begging.”Jules let out a breathy laugh. “What can I say? I’m a good soldier.”Reed spit directly on his hole—thick, slow—and watched it mix with the cum already leaking out. Then he lined himself up again, nudged the head against that messy, abused entrance, and pushed in all the way with one brutal thrust.Jules choked on his own moan. His arms strained in Reed’s grip. Knees slid wide
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Combat Cocks—3
Jules moaned against Reed’s mouth, the kiss breaking into ragged breaths as Reed’s cock sank deep again. Slower this time—but heavier, filthier, as if now that they’d crossed the line, there was no going back. His thrusts were measured, dragging against every nerve ending, each one punched in with his full weight like he was fucking the air out of Jules’s lungs on purpose.“Feels different,” Jules panted. “Slower. Meaner.”Reed licked sweat off Jules’s cheek and kept moving, driving in until Jules gasped, body arching, skin slick against the floor. “You feel different. Like you need it deeper.”“I do.”Reed buried his cock all the way, held there, hips flush against Jules’s ass while he watched his face twist in pleasure. “Then take it.”He pulled out and pushed in again, the squelch of their bodies joining loud in the stillness. Jules’s hole was swollen and raw, already leaking a messy mix of their cum, but still clenching like it wasn’t ready to let go.Reed braced one hand beside J
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