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He stroked with a flourish, a decisiveness that did showed great control and she retained no self to question his maneuvers as he plowed the creamy goodness out of her. “Thank you, daddy!” She pleaded blissfully as he fucked, grunting in response. If he had fucked her for an hour or just for a few minutes, Gina could not tell because the pleasures he gave her seemed to have been on for an eternity. Even her legs which he had dropped somewhere along the activity had become numb. She lifted her head up and saw he had put both her legs together and buckled them on each other with open fist. The storm which was rode for a few minutes finally spiraled out of control. She jerked violently but he held her down. Orgasm was a hard place to reach and when one did reach there, it was as though a legion of demons had descended and taken possession of the body. Samir said he would protect her and he did. “Daddy” she cried as the pleasure tingled the core

Khloe’s silicone cleavage bounced as she finished her morning jog through the upscale neighborhood. The cropped singlet and tight yoga pants drew the usual stares from husbands and insurance men on their way to work. She loved it. She pushed through the revolving doors of Triceps gym and headed upstairs for Dave’s yoga class. Dave was 6’2”, a former college football player in his late twenties with the kind of body that made the married women in class linger after every session. “Good morning, Dave,” she said, tapping his bicep. He turned and took her in from head to toe. “Morning, Khloe. Already warmed up, I see.” She smiled and claimed her usual corner by the window. After class, the other women filed out with hugs and lingering looks. Khloe stayed seated on her mat, watching them leave with quiet satisfaction. She already had him. When they were alone she stood carefully. “I think I sprained my knee. It hurts. Can you drive me hom

Claudia’s purse slipped to the floor as Kim’s lips crashed against hers. Their tongues tangled while their clothed bodies pressed hard together, the shared heat rising fast and leaving them both breathless. She wondered what he must think of her. His scent was foreign, rich, and intoxicating. He was careful with her even as he rushed, like a man who had finally found water in the desert. This was the chance she had been waiting for — a way to reclaim the part of herself that had gone cold for too long. Stopping now was unthinkable. They moved blindly through the dark room, guided only by touch, until they reached a firm surface. He laid her down carefully, never breaking the kiss. His tongue traveled from her lips to her chin, sending sparks down her spine. Nimble fingers slipped beneath her shirt, massaging warm skin as she trembled under him. When he paused, the spell briefly broke and she thought of Mark. “Is there a pro

Claudia knew she had never ached that much with desire for sexual gratification, but Kim's strokes left her fulfilled in all manners of her lustfulness. Up and down on her tickled crotch he thrust, working them both slowly, but surely to a release. He moved from atop her body to lay on his side and they lay facing each other with eyes open. Claudia stared into the eyes of a man barely able to keep focus as his hips whipped hers and she smiled, enveloped by bliss. He smiled too, panting as he fucked her. She shut her eyes and basked in the wholeness, allowing him fulfill his desired thrill with her body. His breath on her face awakened her senses and she opened her eyes to see him struggle for a kiss. She craned towards his mouth and they kissed like lovers, locking lips and working their tongues feverishly. He grinned knowingly before suddenly spasming and squeezing her butt cheeks with heightened pressure. His tempo increased and his cock in

I met Michael in my third year of college. He was handsome, athletic from the football team, and great in bed. We married after graduation. At first everything was fine — he landed a good job and climbed quickly — but the years changed him. The higher he rose, the more he drank. Two nights out with the boys became four. His beer gut grew, and our sex life withered to once a week. I loved him, but I started noticing other men.Then came the company picnic. Hundreds of people filled a lakeside park. I was already restless, so I wore shorts a size too small and a skimpy halter over an even smaller bikini, hoping Michael might finally notice. He didn’t.He introduced me to Brett, who worked under him, and Phil, who supervised the interns. Both were around our age, fit, and married — though their wives hadn’t come. We hit it off immediately. When Michael left for the restroom I slipped into easy flirting. They answered in kind, trading sexual innuendos until he returned and dragged me off