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Chapter 3 I’m sitting on the couch, watching a horror movie when Camden comes down the steps.I glance up from the couch and my eyes bug out when I see he isn’t wearing shirt and only grey sweatpants that hang low on his defined hips, showing a perfectly carved V that I know leads to a very big cock. I’m not sure what to focus on. His pecs, curved and muscular, or his abs, all eight of them, or the way his cock swings against the thin grey fabric as he comes down the steps.

Ivy opened the bathroom door and paused. Most of the lights were off, save for those built into the headboard. Killam lay on his back, one foot propped on his other knee, looking at something. "I'm done," she announced. He popped up, giving her a first look at his shirtless chest. His skin was a smooth, golden brown. There wasn't a tattoo or scar on him. Just rippling muscles right down to the waistband of his athletic shorts. She swallowed and side-stepped, giving him a wide berth.

The cheers got louder when a pair of hands covered in long white gloves started moving up and down the front of Bambi’s body. “Yeah, fuck yeah!” a man exclaimed in the back of the room. “God, I love this place!” another man yelled from the bar. The pair of hands massaged Bambi’s B cup breasts. Her mouth gaped open as the hands moved down her tummy to her vagina. “Rub her down, yeah!” a woman yelled. “Hell yeah!” Jesse shouted. The bouncers picked up two more buckets of water and splashed it on Bambi and whoever stood behind her. The red light got brighter.

Jake stripped down to his boxers next, the outline of his cock thick and pressing against the material, hard enough that it tented obviously, and he adjusted himself without shame, grinning at me as he did. Tom lost his shirt on the following turn, pulling it off to reveal his chiseled chest and abs, sweat already beading on his skin from the warmth building in the room, his pants low on his hips showing the V of muscle leading down. Lena ended up down to her bra and thong, bending over to pour another round of shots, her ass cheeks fully on display, round and firm, the thong string disappearing between them, and I could not help staring, my mouth watering at the sight.

My mouth hangs open when his ass comes in full view. "Aamon!" I whisper yell. "What are you doing? There are people over there." "Well, those people just let, so it's just me and you, baby." I turn and for sure, the couple that was seated a few feet from us has left and it's only the two of us. Oh. I look back to him and he winks at me. He dives into the water buck naked and emerges to the top, brushing his wet hair back with his hands, looking like a freaking sexy magazine model.

she sobbed, her pussy gushing juices down his shaft. Across the room, Chelsea and Damien approached the missionary statue. Chelsea's heart pounded, her small frame trembling as she lay back on the floor, spreading her legs wide to reveal her pink pussy, already slick from the room's influence. Damien stripped off his shirt, his muscular chest heaving, and dropped his pants to let his long cock spring out, veined and throbbing. He positioned himself between her thighs, leaning down to capture her lips in a rough kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth while she kissed back hungrily, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Her other breast begged for justice as he brought it out and placed his mouth on it and his other hand massaging her other bud. Celestine closed her eyes and threw her head backwards, sweet soft moans left her mouth. Damien left her breast and kissed her hot lips again. He stopped suddenly and looked down at the panting little kitten under him. He removed his shirt and threw it away. His toned body was before Celestine's eyes. Something she had never noticed before. His sexy abs were before her and she was mentally counting them. His chest was broad and hard so were his muscles, there was no doubt that he worked out a lot. His muscles weren't to be exaggerated but they were just the perfect

Not only that, he cranked up the volume to maximum, ensuring not only Newton and Javier could hear but also the helpers lurking around the edges of the room. "Faster… Faster… This is thrilling... Fuck me hard!" The obscene scene, coupled with lewd language, bombarded everyone present. In the cramped bathroom, a completely naked Betty posed in various scandalous positions with a male model. Their limbs entwined as she excitedly gyrated and screamed wildly. Xavier quickly averted his gaze. He had reluctantly watched it once in private and dared not look again. It was too disgusting. If this footage made it overseas, Betty would likely become a top-tier adult film star. She was slutty enough, b

The vibrations of the engine shook the entire vehicle, and the chain attached to my wrists clinked with every bump like a funeral bell. The other passengers, "co-detainees," if one wants to be vulgar, were eyeing me from the corner of their eyes. One was chewing gum like a bored cow, her jaw keeping time to an invisible song. The other, as broad as a bulldog, sported tattoos that climbed her neck like brambles. She looked like she had won a scar contest. Me, I was dignified. The handcuffs on my wrists weren't chains; they were invisible Cartier bracelets.

Things were quiet the next few minutes until Becky came down. Her hair was still damp from showering, and she was only wearing a T shirt that barely covered the cheeks of her sumptuous ass. Underneath, her large tits wobbled freely and conspicuously. Chad couldn't help taking a deep breath at the sight of her, and Becky responded with the biggest, brightest grin he'd ever seen. She didn't show the slightest embarrassment over the fact that everyone in the room could probably hear her cries of ecstasy not long before.