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Benard put an end to his twerking.Right after, he shared an impassioned kiss with his loved one, simultaneously rotating his ass slowly with Lucas' dick still lodged inside him.After ending the kiss, the brunet raised his torso. "Maybe I might have to thank that bitch. We've fucked for so long, and I feel I'm just getting started. I still want to be fucked till...forever," he couldn't help but fess up."Then I'll give you...all the sweet fuck that you need," Lucas pledged without thinking twice."I know, my love. But, for now, maybe you should just...rest your waist. Let me do my thing, okay?" the brunet smilingly said, his tone soft."Sure thing," the spear wielder nodded in agreement, "Watching you display your talent on my dick is always delightful.""I'm honoured you find it so, darling," A pleased Benard replied.A kiss to his lover's cheek, then he unfolded just his right leg. It rose in an arc, foot sinking into the bed.His right palm then rested on his kneecap as he started

The scene of his circlet of muscle repeatedly guzzling Lucas' tool of pleasure."Oh fuck...!" he couldn't help muttering.'My gosh! Lucas truly wasn't lying. My anal sphincter... It's actually...a gorgeous flushed pink. And my blushing, bouncy butt...even I would want to spank it,' he thought, amazed by what was being shown in the mirror.Now knowing what a diva his asshole was, he began to thrust back even swifter, relishing the sweet sensation and the delicious sight shown in the mirror."Aah~ Aahh~ uhh~! Mmn~ Mmm~ Ohh, so good~ Aauhh~ Aahh~"Shortly afterwards, Lucas gripped his hips, putting a stop to his rearward thrusts.The blond then pulled out, getting into a kneeling position behind Benard, right between his splayed legs."Dear...please...put it in," the brunet pleaded, voice thick with lust, elevating his hips and tilting it alluringly, spine curved.Lucas didn't immediately obey.He kneaded his lover's butt and planted a few kisses before finally sliding in.But he kept hi

"Wrong. Claim my lips now," the brunet insisted. "That depends on how good you keep your moans muffled." "You...!" The brunet was at a loss for words.This blond fellow was asking for something impossible. How many times had he tried keeping his lips pursed? It always failed! "Change the condition to something else." "Why?" "Because I said so.""Hm... That sounds like a good reason. So..." Lucas thrust deep and hard, making Benard emit a blissful sound through clenched teeth. "What exactly..." Another deep thrust~ "Hnngh~!""...do you want it changed to?" Vigorous thrust~ "Hnnh~!" "Tell me, darling,"Benard stopped clenching his teeth. "You'll...kiss me...if I sing your...dick's praises," "Very well then. You better ‘sing’ properly, Ben,"And so, Lucas dipped his torso even lower, his waist performing wonders. Articulating coherent words of slutty praise turned out to be...so difficult! The thrusts his arse was repeatedly blessed with made him barely able to form a full

Tayzeronn was simply put...a nest for illegal stuff. On the surface, it was a simple tavern.But underground was the real deal: gambling den, fighting ring, slave trade and even fuck shows.The section where fuck shows took place had a large caged ring for fighting.Ten male and female demon slaves would fight and strip each other naked in the process. The brutal fight would last for roughly half an hour with some in the audience even betting amongst themselves who's bound to win before the thirty minutes end.The last one standing in the caged ring gets a pot of gold bars that's enough to buy his or her freedom. The ones who get defeated will be fucked roughly by those in the audience who are mostly older males that look like filth incarnates. And by the time the fuck show is over, the fighters who lost will be taken back to their dorms or rather, cells until the next fuck show takes place.Fuck shows happen once a week and many repeat customers—monied and twisted in heart— alway

Lord Gryeishann straightened his torso and then lifted Breitynnio against him,The blonde wrapped his arms around his master, his gaze on the latter."Ride me," Gryeishann instructed."Yes, My Lord."And so, gripping his lord's broad shoulders, ankles locked at the latter's posterior, he began undulating, starting slow and then picking up pace.Alternating between pursing his lips, biting softly on his lower lip and then parting his lips to let arduous moans make their escape.“Oh sweet darkness, so good~ I love this dick~ My master’s dick… Oh fuck~”It didn’t take long for his master to take control, fucking up into him. He could only grip his lord’s shoulders harder, sounds of pleasure continuing their eager escape.“Why aren’t you sitting? Don’t your legs hurt, Princess?” he asked, his dick still fervently burying itself in the blond’s asshole.The pink-haired giantess raised a brow, “What, you take me for a weak flower?”“Oh well, you can keep standing then. Enjoy the show, Prince