All Chapters of Filthy Fu*ck Dreams : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Melissa could only nod frantically, her muffled pleas vibrating around Marcus's shaft "Mmmph, yes, more!" as drool slicked her chin and neck. The three of them worked her in tandem now, Jake's hips snapping with bruising force, his cock pistoning in and out of her sopping pussy, the obscene sounds o

He didn't give her time to recover. In two strides, he was on her, yanking her from the chair and bending her over the desk. Papers scattered with a rustle, her cheek pressing into the cool wood, ass up as he ripped her panties off with a rip of fabric. "Good girl," he praised, the heat of his body

The dim glow of the bar's neon signs cast a sultry haze over the crowded room, where the clink of glasses and the low thrum of jazz mingled with the heady scent of whiskey and perfume. Bailey perched on a velvet stool, her long auburn hair cascading over one shoulder as she sipped her gin and tonic

She shattered silently around him, pussy convulsing in waves, milking ropes of hot cum deep first load flooding her womb, overflowing frothy white.Chain reaction: each man unloaded in turn Jax painting her walls next, Brock hosing her cervix, others piling seed until her pussy gaped cum-bubbling, p

Cum finales epic gallons glazing every pore, gloryhole hour with piss firehoses hosing powerwashed, urinal throne chained over drains swallowing floods. Plugs evolved locked chastity cages, vibing weeks denial, remotes app-shared global.Mia thrived forged muscles ripped amazonian from endless lifts