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But they didn't care, they didn't stop. "Now, it's time for some real fun," Ava said, her voice filled with satisfaction. "It's time for us to play with you, to use you for our pleasure." She walked over to the table, picking up a strap-on dildo. She walked behind me, pressing the head of the dildo against my asshole. I cried out, my body shaking in pain as she forced the dildo inside me. "Relax, Jason," she said, her voice filled with malice. "This is going to be good for you. You're going to love this."

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 27: VELVET CUFFS TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains explicit taboo erotica, public risk, under-table foot play, bathroom sex, rough oral, forced deepthroating, degradation, CNC elements and graphic sexual content.. Mature readers only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to dark fiction ------- Kailani's pov Sarah's hands digs into my side for the hundredth time this evening trying to get my attention But I can’t tear my eyes off the corner where Red is practically fucking that girl in front of everyone.

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.

I told him. “You do not have to fight it anymore, Aiden," Blake said in a calm voice, his fingers caressing my naked back. “I love you, Aiden. I have loved you for months, and being gay is simply not something you just choose.” He pulled back to look into my eyes which I was sure was red from all that crying I had been doing earlier. “Being gay is who you are, and you can not erase it. You need to stop hiding behind those baggy clothes because you absolutely do not need them.”

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.