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3 holds her head in place, moaning loudly as she did. On the other end, I circle my tongue over No. 2's clit while Mr Sterling's cock slams into me, stretching me and making me scream against her skin. The room is chaos now, full of moans, cries, the smell of sex and the sound of balls slapping against pussy. ... And the mirrored ceiling above reflects us, three Agency top models, taken one after the other and together by one married older man who hasn't even taken off his tie. I cum loudly, shaking and trembling, and he pulls out at the last second, stroking himself over all three of us.

"You wear these tight clothes, you walk around like you're in heat... and then you act all masoom. All innocent. But I know the truth. I know what a dirty girl you are underneath." He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "I see the way you look at me, Ishita. I see the way your lips part, the way your breathing changes. I know you want me. I know you want me to fuck you right here on my desk, like the cheap little whore you are." "Yes, Sahab," she sobbed, the confession tearing from her throat. "Yes, I want it." A low, triumphant growl rumbled in his chest. "Good girl. Honesty is the first step."

THAT excited me tremendously, as well as our conversation, because it was a huge new 'beginning' of sorts in our sex life. That evening I went through my collection and picked out 'Behind the Green Door', the Marilyn Chambers flick where she is kidnapped by devotees of a sex club and forced into a group sexual encounter after being ravished by a black man. I was very pleased and also more than a bit surprised when Alexis agreed to view the film with me. I got everything ready in our bedroom upstairs - towels, pillows, vaseline, and got the film ready in the VCR. I was almost

“You can tell me anything.” There was a brief silence. Then she muttered, “So the thing is that… I’m also an OnlyFans creator. I do adult content online.”

three times in two weeks. Rachel, twenty-eight, who'd brought her husband for "erectile dysfunction therapy" and now came alone twice a week. Elena, twenty-five, whose boyfriend couldn't make her squirt....but Dr. Stone could, and now she was addicted to the sensation. They all knew why they were there. All knew what happened behind that closed office door. All knew they couldn't stop coming back. One by one, they were called in. One by one, they were thoroughly fucked.

Instead, my pussy clenched hard, another trickle of wetness sliding down my inner thigh. Victor stepped closer, towering over me. “Unfortunately for you, little girl, we have evidence of just how much of a filthy slut you really are.” He nodded over to Jax, who tapped his laptop. The massive screen on the wall flickered to life. My stomach dropped, cunt flooded, a whirlwind of emotions started brewing in my head as old videos start playing. Clips from my wild college days. Me on my knees, moaning like a whore while sucking cock. Another where I was bent over a desk, getting fucked hard from behind, begging for more.

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I can hear some more shuffling and then he was telling me, "Yes, mistress, I'm naked." Mistress? I sighed internally. You seriously wouldn't believe how many men were into the whole dominatrix kink. In the beginning, it was kind of fun but by now it was getting pretty old. Mentally awakening my inner dom, I relaxed further into the sofa and flipped through the magazine."Good boy," I cooed, finding a 20 sex tips for women article. Huh, how fitting. "Now, here's what I want you to do, and you better listen closely, pet."

" Casandra did not suspect that the man she had just met was someone who wanted to be bold to her. "Hi, sexy? Don't pretend to be a noble woman. I'm sure a woman like you only wants to be touched when given money. How much do you want for one-time service?" David looked at Casandra with a hungry look, as if he wanted to swallow her alive. "Bàstard, I'm not a slùt; I'm a decent woman." Casandra was very angry with the words of insult from David. "Don't lie, I've found many women like you at parties who are eyeing rich men to buy her body." David, come forward, go over to Casandra.