INICIAR SESIÓNQuin stepped across the threshold of the house, she went into Douglas’s open arms for a hug.With her back to the door, her gaze swept across the sitting room, checking the parameters, her mom wasn’t there.Knowing her mom like she did, she’s most probably in the kitchen.The kitchen was in the corner, invisible from this angle.Deciding that the coast was clear, Quin tilted her head back a little, then she pressed a firm, one-second kiss on Souglas’s mouth.It was only a peck, one which hardly lasted for even a second. Dry and closed-mouthed. As she pulled away, the involuntary twitch against her hip made her aware of his biological response, separate from his rigid stance. She lingered for an instant in acknowledgment of the pressure before moving completely out of his reach.She stepped past him into the hallway, bumping her suitcase into the doorframe as she passed. Douglas stayed in place. He did not turn around, neither watching her leave nor offering help with the suitcase. He
The next morning, Quin found herself five minutes late to the examination hall.She was never late for anything academic.As she got back home the previous night, she was so exhausted that she barely recollected taking off her shoes. She left her handbag somewhere close to the door, removed her clothes with whatever energy was left in her, and fell on her bed without bothering about putting on her pajamas.She fell asleep immediately as soon as her head hit the pillow.When the alarm clock woke her up the next morning, every part of her body groaned in objection.She remained lying on the bed for a while, staring at the roof, wishing that it was possible that she could persuade her lecturer to defer the final examination by a day.Her shoulders hurt. Her thighs pained. Even when she raised her hands above her head, she winced in pain.She emitted a lengthy groan before wrenching herself out of bed.While a shower helped somewhat, the assistance was far from sufficient. Before she even
The friction inside her was a burning firestorm that wiped out all her thoughts except the need to break in pieces. Dex and Reeves developed a barbarian rhythm, their cocks stuffed her to bursting in the very next moment. With every drive of Dex into her tight ass, his long dick filled the place in her vagina where Reeves was stretching her until her holes couldn't stand it anymore.Quin wasn't herself anymore; she was a bunch of nerves and needs. Her elbows gave out completely, so her face landed on the carpet's surface and its scratchy threads grounded her back in the reality of her need. All the sounds were echoing around her, the sounds of her holes being stuffed, the grunts of exhaustion, and the smacks of flesh on flesh.The pressure in her core grew like a dam about to explode. It was not only because of the stretch but also the way their cocks rubbed against each other through the membrane in her body and created terrible friction that threatened to rip her in pieces. Her cl
Reeves lowered his head and watched how the expression on her face changed. Her eyes were wide and glossy, tears were running down her cheeks as she tried to gasp for breath in spite of the cruel face-fuck. The flush was visible all over her neck, especially at the spot where the teeth had left marks on her skin. "You're such a mess," he moaned. "A perfect, fucking mess. Choke on it."He plunged hard, staying inside of her, blocking all the oxygen from her lungs completely for a split second and making her gulp down around the base of his cock. The inability to breathe added to the humming feeling she was getting in her vagina, as she heard only the rushing sounds in her ears that were drowning all other noises.He flicked it around her cunt, teasing her entrance with it, each of its every movement brought water to her heat, increasing her wetness while she was wriggling beneath it.After he was done, he put off the vibrator, its harsh buzzing instantly ended, and the silence became a
Reeves’ hips thrust forward violently, each jolt of the move a harsh, possessive action that pushed the length of his hard cock deeper into her mouth, right to the root. His fingers clutched painfully tight into her hair, his hands pulling on the tresses in order to control her head and keep it from moving away by even a millimeter. The saliva that dripped from the corners of her mouth slid down her chin and wet her chest, blending with the sweat that covered her body from the effort she had to put in for such a position. Every time he thrust, it robbed her of breath, leaving her unable to do anything other than gag around him.From behind her, Dex kept up an equally violent pace, his hips slapping into her butt cheeks roughly enough to make them tremble. He watched the flex of muscles along her back, noting how prominent her shoulder blades looked, strained with the effort she was putting in to accommodate them both. His hands, gripping her hips, felt the shakes start in her thigh
He set a relentless pace as the springs on the couch creaked under him and he pounded into her. The room echoed with the slaps of flesh meeting flesh, the squelching sounds of her wet cunt, and their moans.Quin was overwhelmed, a living doll whose only purpose now was to give pleasure to the two of them, who were feasting on her like hungry animals.Dex moved, positioning himself so that she could have access to his hard cock. "Lick it off, girl."Quin twisted her head towards him, opening her mouth to take him in. Her taste mixed with the salty flavor of Dex’s cum. She sucked him hungrily as Reeves pumped his hard cock into her cunt.The view from below became the spark that ignited in Reeves’s brain in such a way that he could feel it like it was a live wire. His eyes were glued on the spot where Quin's lips wrapped around the shaft of Dex's cock. He could not take his eyes away from the sight of Quin's mouth swallowing Dex’s cock, the hollowness of her cheeks because of sucking, a
She typed the yes, deleted it, put her phone face-down on the desk, and spent the next two hours reading the first three chapters of her biology text with a fake focus. Every fourth sentence she'd realize she knew all these things. That was the problem she had with reading… she always knows these
Saturday arrived the way first Saturdays somewhere new always do, slowly, with a kind of spaciousness that weekdays never have.Quin woke before both her roommates, made coffee, and sat at her desk with her secret document open.She had written a lot in the past days and she has begun to wrap her h
She didn't bring it up the next morning.That was the practical thing, the careful thing, and Quin had always been both. She made coffee with the small machine she'd packed and sat at her desk while Mara slept peacefully like she had made peace with the world. Jade's bed was not empty. At some poin
“Hmmm…” the sound slipped into the room, soft but impossible to ignore. Quin Ashford shifted under her covers, eyes still closed; she was tired; she had just moved in today and she had gone through various administration processes. She needed sleep. Muffled moaning sounds drifted through the air o







