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Spit ran down her chin. They flipped her onto all fours. One man fucked her pussy from behind. Another slid into her ass. The double penetration stretched her completely. Pain and pleasure mixed. Calista cried out. The fullness felt intense. They moved together. One thrust in while the other pulled back. Her breasts swayed under her. Hands reached under and pinched her nipples. “Take it all, princess,” one sailor said. He slapped her ass again. The sound echoed on the lower deck.

“Slow, sexy, confident. We’ll do it one by one while the others watch and give kind feedback. Then we move to light oral touching — hands and mouth only, no full penetration yet. Consent checks at every step.” My stomach did a flip. Undressing in front of everyone on camera. Amy went first. She stood in the middle of the soft mat, lights glowing on her skin. She started by swaying her hips gently to the soft music playing. Her fingers worked the buttons of her top one by one, revealing her full breasts slowly. Her nipples were dark and hard. She smiled at the camera, cupped her tits, and gave them a little squeeze. “Feels good to let them out,” she said, voice low and teasing. “Look how hard

The server with the champagne flutes had set the tray down on an empty table and was watching with her mouth ajar. Hawk drove into her harder. His grip on her hip tightened, pulling her back onto his cock with each thrust, and the wet slap of their bodies filled the silence. Her breasts swayed with the motion, and Mary followed them with her mouth, switching from one nipple to the other, sucking and licking and biting until Amelia was almost mewing like a cat. “You’re dripping down your thighs,” Hawk said, and the wonder in his voice was genuine. “In front of all these people. Your cunt is so wet I can hear it.”

Every thrust forces my breasts against the glass, nipples dragging with each movement. Anyone looking up from the street might see my face twisted in pleasure, my curvy body getting railed. He reaches around and slaps my clit lightly, then rubs it fast. “This pussy is gripping me so tight. You love being watched, don’t you? Love knowing they could see me wrecking this fat Latina ass.” “Yes, God, harder!” I push back to meet him, rolling my hips, loving the filthy drag of his thick cock stretching my walls. He pulls my hair, arching me further, pounding so deep I feel him in my stomach. The angle hits my G-spot perfectly and I’m coming again, pussy spasming wildly around him, juices running d

Warning: This is GAY sex story, please skip it if you are not into LGBT content. "Oh God! Professor Cross! Please!" Peter's desperate cry echoed through the locked office as Professor Damien Cross pounded into his ass with relentless precision. Peter was bent over the massive oak desk, his pants around his ankles, his shirt pushed up, completely exposed and vulnerable. And he'd never felt more alive. Damien's fourteen-inch cock stretched him impossibly wide, filling him so completely that Peter could feel it in his stomach. Each brutal thrust pushed Peter forward on the desk, papers scattering to the floor, the wood creaking under their combined weight.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

I said, in a low and rough voice, “can I... fuck you? Like, right now? I need to fuck…or get fucked.” He turned his head and his eyes fell on my bulge. 'You sure about that, Tyler? It is not merely the screen, but real. And gay sex is different from other normal fucks you are aware of.” I nodded, and my hand remained on his leg, sliding upwards. 'Yeah, I'm sure. And I would not mind my ass getting hard-fucked. And that is what it takes to work this out.' My heart was beating so hard I feel he can hear it.

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He smirked and said that since there was a lot of money in the gay p**n industry if I was interested. I was floored that the guys could do that. One of the other models went on to explain the "gay-for-pay" reality of the gay p**n industry. I was actually surprised at how many straight guys were willing to have gay sex and be filmed. But after they all described the gigs as work, I came to understand. I was still unsure if I could ever do anything like that, but they all advised me to start out slow and see if I could even handle an erotic couples shoot. Andrew piped up and said that if I was going to give it a try, he should have first dibs as my partner since he brought me in. We all laughe

It became higher and almost playful, with exaggerated gestures that completely threw her off. Rhea blinked in confusion. “Oh my God!” she gasped. “You’re gay?!” “Me? Gay? Uh, no, darling. I’m a woman, obviously,” he shot back with sass while rolling his eyes dramatically. Confirmed, she thought grimly. He’s definitely part of the rainbow community. Before she could say another word, the door burst open with a loud bang. An elderly man entered the room holding a knife, followed by a woman who struck a dramatic Darna pose with one hand raised and the other resting on her waist.