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I am Erica, a 38-year-old woman with a 20-year-old daughter named Lily and a 35-year-old son-in-law named Adrian. My daughter married Adrian three years ago, and ever since then, I've noticed the way he stares at my huge breasts when I visit them. His eyes linger on my cleavage, and I can see the bulge in his pants growing. It's obvious that he fantasizes about me, about fucking me and abusing my body.One month ago, Lily went on a business trip, leaving me alone with Adrian. He invited me over for dinner and drinks, and I accepted, not realizing the dark desires that lurked beneath his charming facade. We drank and talked, and I soon found myself drunk and vulnerable. The next thing I remember is waking up in pain, my breasts and vagina throbbing with agony.I opened my eyes to see Adrian looming over me, his hands squeezing my breasts roughly, his 30cm thick cock thrusting into my pussy. He grabbed my hair and forced his cock into my mouth, making me gag as he fucked my throat. I st

Tandy shifted uncomfortably in the plush armchair, his heart pounding with anticipation. Smasha, his girlfriend of two years, had promised him a surprise tonight, something to spice up their vanilla sex life. As he waited, his mind raced with possibilities, each more tantalizing than the last.The apartment door clicked open, and Smasha entered, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Behind her, a tall, lean figure emerged from the shadows. The stranger was dressed in all black, his chiseled features accentuated by the dim lighting. Tandy's breath caught in his throat as the man approached, his commanding presence filling the room."Tandy, meet Zane," Smasha purred, her voice thick with desire. "He's going to help us explore some new... territories tonight."Zane's lips curled into a smirk as he towered over Tandy. "Stand up," he ordered, his voice deep and authoritative.Tandy obeyed, his legs trembling slightly as he rose to his feet. Zane circled him like a predator, his eyes raking over

Becca swayed her hips to the pulsing beat, her lithe body glistening with sweat under the stage lights. The smoky club was packed, but her eyes locked onto a man in the front row. He was older, distinguished, with piercing eyes that seemed to undress her with each pass. As the song ended, he approached the stage."My name is David," he said, pressing a crisp hundred into her G-string. "I have a proposition for you."Intrigued, Becca led him to the VIP room, her heart pounding. David wasted no time."I will pay you handsomely for a week of pure hedonistic sex. I want to own you, body and soul. You will do anything I ask, no limits."Becca's breath caught. The thought of being dominated, used, filled her with a forbidden excitement. "I'll do it," she whispered, pulse racing.David handed her an address. "Be there tomorrow. Bring a bag."The next day, Becca arrived at the secluded mansion, nerves fluttering. David answered the door, eyes roving hungrily over her body. "Welcome, my pet. Y

I am 妃妃, a 19-year-old Chinese girl, and I am the slave of my master. My life revolves around serving him, fulfilling his every desire, no matter how depraved. Today, I wake up early to prepare for another day of service.Master is a powerful businessman, and I am his personal assistant. But in private, I am his obedient slave, ready to cater to his every whim. I arrive at his office, wearing a tight-fitting maid uniform that accentuates my curves. I kneel before him, my head bowed in submission."Good morning, Master," I say softly.He looks up from his desk, his eyes roaming over my body. "Rise, my pet. It's time for your duties."I stand up, my heart racing with anticipation. I know what he expects of me. I walk over to him, my hips swaying suggestively. I kneel between his legs, my face inches from his crotch. I can smell his musk, feel the heat radiating from his body."May I service you, Master?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.He nods, his hand reaching down to stroke m

The darkness was oppressive, suffocating. Reby's eyes fluttered open, but she could see nothing. Her body was bound to a hard surface, arms and legs spread wide. Panic began to rise in her throat as she struggled against her restraints, but they held fast. What the fuck was going on?"Reby, you fucking whore. I'm going to break you," a familiar voice purred from the shadows. Reby's blood ran cold. She knew that voice. Dove. Her ex-lover and former housemate. The cruel, sadistic model who had a taste for the twisted and depraved."Dove? What the hell are you doing? Let me go!" Reby demanded, her voice shaking slightly. She could hear Dove's laughter, low and menacing."Oh, Reby. Always so demanding. But you see, I know your little secret. I know you've been fucking anyone and everyone to get a job. Spreading your legs for any casting director or photographer who'll look your way. Well, now it's my turn to use you."Reby felt a cold, slender finger trace down her body, over her breasts,