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FINALLY, he flipped her onto her back again, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand. He pulled out a small bottle of oil, pouring it over her breasts, massaging them roughly. Then, his mouth descended, sucking, biting, leaving her nipples erect and throbbing. He moved down, tracing a line of kisses and licks down her stomach, to her pussy, which was still wet and swollen from his earlier assault.He plunged his tongue into her, swirling, sucking, driving her to another climax, her body convulsing beneath him. He didn’t stop there. He moved his attention to her asshole, licking, teasing, pushing his tongue inside. She gasped with a new wave of sensation washing over her.“You’re so open to me,” he whispered, his voice dark with triumph. “Every fucking hole. Every inch of you.” He pulled away, then pushed his cock into her asshole. She cried out, her body tensing, then slowly relaxing around him.He fucked her ass, his thrusts slow and deep, stretching her, filling her compl

HIS eyes darkened as he leaned in to murmur into her ears. "To tell all of you, baby." He said softly, his voice a husky murmur. "To touch you... To get lost in all these softness." His fingers slowly moved from her arms up to her shoulder, and the towards the curve of her neck. He felt the warmth radiating from her, the sheer volume of her body pressing against him, even through their clothes. It was everything he imagined and more. She shivered, and her entire body tremored. “Leo…” Her voice was barely a whisper as her breathing became loud and shallow. “Don’t tell me no, Eleanor,” he breathed, his lips almost touching her ear. “Just… tell me what you want.” He pulled back slightly, his eyes locking onto hers, searching for any sign of rejection. There was none, only a desperate longing... raw hunger that mirrored his own. Her hand that was still clutching the package, lifted slowly, and he knew it was without any conscious thought as they brushed his cheek carefully. He coul

“OH, really?” Mark said, his voice now dangerously soft. He slowly raised his video camera, pointing it directly at them. “You want me to watch? You want to put on a show for your husband, Eleanor?” Eleanor met his gaze, her chin lifting defiantly. “Yes. I do.” She looked at Leo with a challenge in her eyes. “Fuck me, Leo. Fuck me hard. Make him watch you fill me up. Make him jealous and wish he was the one buried deep inside me right now!” Leo hesitated, a knot of confusion and fear twisting in his stomach. This was not part of his fantasy. This was… something else. Something dark and unsettling. But then he saw the raw hunger in Eleanor’s eyes, the desperate plea for control, for revenge. And his own cock, still buried deep inside her, throbbed with an insistent demand. He looked at Mark, who was now adjusting the camera with a predatory gleam in his eyes. Mark wasn’t angry anymore. He was… intrigued. He was seeing content. “You heard the lady,” Mark said, his voice a low chu

THE lights from the city flew by as the taxi sped into the night, and the knot in Elara's stomach twisted even further. Beside her, Chloe was humming to a song she couldn't decipher with her face glued to her phone which cast a blue glow on it. They were heading somewhere that Chloe had called an "Exclusive Party", and it was hard for Chloe to just sit with it the whole time. “You’re still quiet,” Chloe’s voice cut through the hum of the engine, her gaze lifting from the phone. “Nervous?” Elara picked at a loose thread on her dress which she had borrowed from her friend, and the silk gown felt thin and scandalous on against her skin. “It’s just… a lot. I’ve never been to anything like this.” The countryside, where she’d spent her entire life did not offer parties in opulent mansions which would be filled with the elites of the city, rather it was just barn dances and evenings spent by the creek. All these were still foreign to her. Chloe laughed brightly and knowingly, understand

THE words which were crude and raw, ignited something deep inside her. A flush spread over her, a mix of shame and fierce arousal. “Yes,” she choked out, her voice raw. “Yes, I like it.”Mr. Davies leaned down and kissed her neck, his lips hot against her skin. “Good. Because we’re just getting started.” He moved his hand from her breast, trailing it down her stomach, his fingers dipping into the wetness at her crotch. “So wet. You’re practically begging for it.”Elara was squirming, her whole body alive with need. She felt a powerful orgasm building. “Please… please,” she whimpered, not even sure what she was begging for.Mr. Thorne intensified his assault, his tongue plunging deep into her pussy, then sucking hard on her clit. Her legs flew open wider, giving him full access. She cried out as her orgasm ripped through her. Her body convulsed, her back arching off the bed, her fingers digging into the silk sheets. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, leaving her breathles