Todos os capítulos de P*rnstation: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

My face was pressed hard against the cold fake stone of the altar, cheek scraping the rough surface with every brutal thrust from behind. The monster had my hips lifted high, knees barely touching the slab, my ass tilted up like an offering as he pounded into me hard. His thick cock slid in and out of my soaked pussy with wet, obscene sounds, his previous loads making everything sloppy and loud. Thick streams of his cum dripped steadily from where we joined, running down my inner thighs in warm rivulets, soaking the shredded remains of my white stockings and pooling on the altar beneath me.Every inch of me felt used and raw. My nurse dress hung in tattered strips around my waist, the front completely torn open so my breasts swayed freely with each impact, nipples dragging painfully and deliciously against the stone. My garter straps had snapped long ago, the thigh-highs laddered and falling down one leg. My tiny red thong was gone, ripped off and vanished somewhere in the shadows. Sw

Mark's cock throbbed hot and heavy in my hand, the skin velvet smooth over rigid steel. I could feel his pulse racing through the thick vein along the underside, pre-cum already beading at the tip and smearing across my palm as I stroked him slowly. He was bigger than I had imagined in my secret fantasies, long and girthy, the head flushed dark and swollen. My fingers barely met around his shaft.Doctor Harlan stood a few feet away, arms folded, watching us with clinical intensity that somehow made everything hotter. His eyes flicked between my grip on Mark's cock and the way my thighs trembled, my pussy exposed and glistening under the soft office lights."Very good, Chloe," Doctor Harlan said, voice calm and authoritative. "Now guide him to your entrance. Mark, remain still until I instruct you."My breath came in shallow pants. The leather couch was cool against my bare ass, my legs spread wide, knees bent and feet planted on the edge. I shifted my hips forward slightly, lining the

Both cocks were still buried deep inside my pussy, pulsing with the last throbs of their orgasms, thick cum flooding me from two sources at once. The sensation was indescribable, hot, endless ropes coating my walls, filling my womb until it overflowed in heavy streams down my thighs and over Mark's balls. My pussy fluttered weakly around them, overstimulated and stretched to its limit, every tiny movement sending aftershocks through my body.I lay collapsed against Mark's chest, breathing hard, sweat slicking our skin where we touched. His arms wrapped loosely around my waist, holding me in place while Doctor Harlan stayed pressed behind me, his weight pinning me between them. The leather couch was soaked beneath us, a large wet spot spreading from my juices and their cum.Doctor Harlan was the first to move. He pulled out slowly, inch by inch, letting me feel the drag of his cock against Mark's still inside me. Thick cum followed immediately, gushing out in a warm flood that ran down

I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my heart pounding as red and blue lights flashed in my rearview mirror. Shit. I knew I was speeding. Eighty in a sixty-five, flying down a dark, empty stretch of highway just after midnight. The music had been blaring to keep me awake after a long girls’ night out. I’d had a couple of drinks, nothing wild, but enough to leave me loose, a little reckless, and honestly kind of horny. My tight black dress had ridden up my thighs, and the lace thong underneath was already damp from all the flirting at the bar. I had no idea this routine traffic stop was about to become the dirtiest night of my life.The siren gave one short whoop, and I eased onto the shoulder, gravel crunching under the tires. I killed the engine and quickly checked myself in the mirror. Twenty-eight years old, curvy in all the places that matter: full D-cup breasts pushing hard against the low neckline of my dress, a narrow waist, wide hips, and a round ass that always got looks. My

I don’t know how long we lay there tangled together, sweat cooling on our skin, the room thick with the smell of sex. My body felt like liquid, every muscle loose and trembling from the endless orgasms they’d ripped out of me. Ramirez was on my left, one heavy arm draped across my waist, his fingers lazily tracing circles on my hip. Hale was on my right, propped on an elbow, watching me with that half-smirk that made my stomach flip all over again.I thought maybe we were done. I was sore in the sweetest way pussy swollen, ass throbbing, jaw aching, tits tender from all the rough handling. But when Hale leaned down and brushed his lips against my ear, whispering, “You didn’t think we were finished, did you?” my exhausted body still managed to flood with fresh heat.Ramirez chuckled, low and dirty. “She’s still clenching every time we talk about her holes. Greedy little thing.”I couldn’t even deny it. I turned my face into Hale’s chest, kissing the hard muscle there. “I want whatever