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He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

ARC 21 : SIREN’S FATAL EMBRACE WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content including lesbian smut, fingering, squirting, tribbing/scissoring, oral worship, tail penetration (anal and vaginal), double penetration with tongue and tail, rough degradation, and intense orgasm control. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores raw and unrestrained desire. ------- Eli/Elara's POV The wind whipped across the deck of The Iron Kraken carrying the reek of unwashed men. I kept my head down with my shoulders hunched, trying to blend in

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

I gasped, the stretch delicious and overwhelming. He filled me completely, bottoming out with a low groan. “Good girl.” His hips rolled, deep and deliberate. “Again. Louder.” I repeated it, voice breaking on every word as he fucked me against the window steady, punishing strokes that made my nipples harden against the glass and my breath fog the surface. Anyone with binoculars in the building across the street might see my silhouette, dress bunched at my waist, getting railed by a man who was supposed to be marrying someone else.

He let out a thick groan. “Yes, it is.” The greedy slut. I pushed him down to lie down on the bed and flat on his stomach. I licked my tongue. My hands gripped my cock and ran it over his ass hole again and again in a teasing motion. His anticipatory moans were deep. "Please," he breathed. I angled my cock properly against his hole. “Ready,” I asked. I didn't give him time to answer just before I pushed my fat cock deep inside of his tight little hole with one long thrust.

I stutter and close my thigh together, only for my swollen and wet cunt lips to rub together and elicit a new sensation in my core. What is this? “Just fingering Lydia by the pool side” Kandy says dirtily and my jaw drops open, a moan slipping out instead of a protest and I see my step daddy's jaw tick. He fold his fingers into a fist like he's holding back, he looks so sexy like that. “Kandy that's inappropriate, Lydia is a good girl” he says, sounding like he's restraining himself from yelling at us but Kandy's smile only widen. The tension between the two of them causes my pussy to pulse again with an even stronger want and wronger need…raw and dirty.

His breath caught at the sight of her, the neat triangle of dark curls, the glistening evidence of her arousal. “You are wet, you don't have to be shy about it. It is completely normal,” he murmured appreciatively. He poured more oil into his palm, warming it before bringing his hand between her legs. The first touch was a revelation, his middle finger sliding through her folds, gathering her wetness before circling her clit with exquisite precision. Elena cried out, her hands gripping the edges of the table. “That’s it ma'am,” Adrian encouraged, his finger continuing its relentless circles. “Be free, let me hear you.”

she said as my ass finally set her free. “If Derek and Betty would like to go first”. They got out from behind their desk and approached me. They were the older couple that I had placed in last place the week before. They placed their hands on my naked body and began to explore. Fuck it felt good, I closed my eyes giving myself in to the moment. I felt fours hands massage and caress me. They moved quickly over my skin up and down my legs, over my back and bottom. Two hands gently brushed my breasts and tenderly pinched my nipples. A hand slipped down my body to my cunt. It brushed over my neat pubic hair before a finger slowly slipped inside. I let out a small gasp of appreciation. I opened

My skirt is hiked up to my waist, my legs spread out wide as I lean back on my elbows, my pussy weeping for his touch. “So wet and so creamy just for me. Is that right Bethany?” he asked with a deep, dark West African accent that only emphasized on the torture he was just about to unleash on me. “Yes, yes!” I breathed, biting the bottom of my lip to keep myself from moaning. Atiza drops to his knees between my thighs. He doesn't hesitate; he dives in, his mouth immediately finding my clit with a precision that makes my knees buckle.

“Stretching Mommy’s married hole again right under her son’s nose. What if Jake walks in right now? Sees me bouncing on this fat cock that belongs to his best friend. Sees my tits bouncing while you breed me?” The dirty risk made everything ten times hotter. I thrust up gently to meet her, burying myself balls-deep. Elena’s mouth opened in a silent, desperate gasp, her eyes widening. Her creamy juices coated my balls and leaked down to my ass. I slid one hand down to rub her swollen clit in slow, firm circles while she rode me like a filthy secret.