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Unable to feel herself, he kept moving, gyrating his hips and drilling her deeper with each powerful stroke. "Mort, I'm coming!" Sumire exclaimed and shuddered when she exploded in delicious pleasure, eyes rolled up in ecstasy and head spinning dizzily. Just a few seconds, Mort followed her, he erupted and a lava of cum flooded inside her. Her mouth gaped as a tingling sensation shot and her toes curled with the blast. Her legs quivered violently and she felt so full. They reek the smell of raw hot sex.

All three of my men groaned, long and loud, as Saint shot his load down my throat and Kord emptied himself into my pussy. I even got decorated with Ransom's cum as he jetted off in hot streams that spurted against my neck and chin. Call me a dirty whore, but having all three of my men's cum on or in me at the same time brought my own climax surging back through my body, hard. We lay there like survivors of a natural disaster. "Fuck," I said after Saint's cock slid from my mouth. "What the fuck was that?" Kord asked. "That was fucking amazing."

Sre felt like a volcano fucking erupted on her. His second and third finger joined the first without hesitation and curled forward, stroking her walls with expertise. Sre's hip bucked once, crashing into Xaver's and he tried not to curse. His cock was throbbing so hard and the brush of her waist on his was making it harder to ignore the rigid flesh in his pants. But he wanted to see Sreya come. Her coconut scented skin, soft supple flesh, hungry brown eyes and sexy ass groans were clouding his senses and all he wanted to do was see her come. Hell, he needed her to come for them both. It'd get him off in the safety of his million dollar tiled bathroom.

Cedric growled, sucking hard on her tit. They came together — hot, thick ropes of cum flooding her pussy. Zinnia bit onto Cedric's shoulder as the final orgasm ripped through her, her whole body shaking with aftershocks. They stayed buried inside her for long moments, panting, kissing her neck, and praising her. “Good girl… our perfect little slut.” Zinnia lay there between them, covered in sweat, cum leaking from her and her body filled with hickeys and sex marks. A satisfied smile curved her lips.

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

The feeling was overwhelming dirty, intense, and addictive. “Harder, Kai,” she moaned, pushing back against him. “Fuck my ass harder.” Kai’s control snapped. He fucked her ass with rough, powerful strokes, his hand reaching around to rub her clit while he railed her. The sound of his hips slamming against her ass filled the room. “Take it, baby,” he groaned loudly. “Take my cock in your tight little ass. You’re such a dirty girl for me.” Isabella came hard, screaming his name as her body shook violently. Her ass clenched around him, pushing him over the edge. With a deep, guttural moan, Kai buried himself deep in her ass and came hard, flooding her with thick, hot cum.

Sweat beaded on our skin, mixing with dirt from the earth, the scent of sex heavy in the air. I came hard, my howl ripping through the night, body convulsing as waves of ecstasy tore through me, my walls clamping down on them like a vice. They didn't hold back-Kale spilling first into my ass with a roar, hot jets painting my insides, followed by Xavier flooding my pussy, their seed mixing and dripping down my trembling thighs in rivulets.

“You have no idea what you’ve been doing to me.” “Show me,” Ryan whispered, eyes dark with lust. “I’ve wanted this since the first day.” Sean spun him around, pressing Ryan’s back against the desk. Papers scattered to the floor. He kissed him again, harder, one hand sliding down to grip Ryan’s ass through the damp slacks, squeezing the firm muscle. Ryan arched into him, grinding their hips together. The friction drew a low groan from Sean’s throat. “You’re soaked,” Sean said, voice husky as he trailed kisses down Ryan’s jaw to his neck. He sucked at the pulse point, hard enough to leave a faint mark. “This shirt… it’s criminal.”

He groaned in approval, increasing his pace building that tingling rhythm that sent aftershocks up my spine, wave and wave of them. I couldn't think anymore. He slammed into me one last time, hitting that perfect, sensitive spot deep inside. I shattered. My body clamped around him, spasming in violent waves of release. I cried out his name, over and over, lost in the white-hot haze. Stellan groaned, a low, animalistic sound. He drove into my convulsing warmth three more times, then froze, his body rigid as he poured himself into me, holding me tight against his chest as the aftershocks racked us both.

Tears mixed with it, my face a mess of salt and heat. Sage cursed low and filthy, his grip turning painful as my climax pulled him over the edge. He slammed in one final time—deep, possessive, brutal—and came with a guttural roar, filling me completely. Hot spurts pulsed inside me, thick and endless, marking me from the inside out until I felt it leaking around him. He stayed buried, hips jerking with aftershocks, emptying everything into me until we were both spent, trembling, drenched.