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I screamed, my orgasm crashing through me, my walls clenching around his fingers, my body shaking. “Fuck, Kaylor,” he murmured, turning the toy off and kissing my neck. "You’re so fucking gorgeous.” “Your turn,” I said, my voice hoarse. “Fuck me, Aaron.” He grinned and stripped off his sweatpants, his cock hard. “You sure? I’m not going easy.” “Don’t,” I said, pulling him closer. “I want it hard.” He growled and flipped me onto my stomach, pulling my hips up. “Ass up,” he ordered, his hand smacking my ass lightly.

“Yes, yes, yes. Oh god, you’re splitting me again. Fuck me harder.” He moved his right hand to her pussy and began to rub his thumb against her clit while he pounded into her. Her whole body bucked at the added touch, and her screams grew higher. “You love this,” Raymond hissed, driving faster. “Getting fucked while holding your legs up like a whore. Getting your clit rubbed while I destroy your pussy.” Naomi sobbed with pleasure as her voice broke into filthy cries. “Yes, I love it. I love it so much. I will be your whore forever, just don’t stop.”

I nodded lightly, and he smiled. Holding my neck and a little of my breath, he hit deep against my uterus. His cock set me on fire and made the walls of my core open for him. Everything became his. The horniness corrupted me. The fetish of being restrained, of having something rough, but controlled, left me with my head spinning and a smile in my mouth. I had never let a man do that to me. I've never had enough confidence or desire. But, fuck, Pablo was another story.

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

"I'm going to take your pants off now, baby. You okay with that?" I lick my lips. "Yes." A predatory smile takes over Callan's face as he flicks the button on my jeans. "Lay back, Erica." I do as I'm told and lay back against the couch. He then grips my jeans and tugs them over my hips and down my legs, leaving me in just my panties. His eyes darken when his gaze zeroes in on what's between my legs. "I can't wait to get my mouth on this pussy." Sliding his palms up my calves and in between my thighs, Callan spreads my legs wide. "Hold your legs open, Erica. Show me what's mine. Show me what no other man has had the pleasure of tasting or ever will." He inches his face a little closer, and I

The extreme eroticism of my voyeuristic encounter made it feel less invasive because they couldn’t see me and more sexual because it made me free to explore this fetish I discovered. I peaked and gazed out the window. The black woman stood up and waddled down the stranger’s slick, muscular body. His body shone with the heat from their encounter. The woman spread her legs wide and lowered herself onto the erect shaft that glimmered from her saliva. She jerked and strained to not scream out, as the large, thickened shaft vanished deep within her.

“You don’t come until I say so.” I cried out at the sharp sting, my clit throbbing painfully with need. “Please…” I begged shamelessly. “Please let me come.” Lena stood up, towering over me again. She grabbed my hand and pressed it against the hard bulge of her strap — I hadn’t even noticed she was wearing one under her jeans. “You’re going to earn it,” she said, voice dark with lust. “Get on your knees and suck my cock like a good girl first.” Right there on the rooftop, hidden only by a few plants, I dropped to my knees. My dress was bunched around my waist, pussy exposed and dripping down my thighs. I frantically unbuttoned Lena’s jeans and pulled out the thick, realistic strap-on she was

“Such a greedy little slut. Bet you’ve never been fucked like this in your life. Bet no girl—or guy—has ever made you cum untouched the way I just did.” Alex whimpered, hips rocking back involuntarily onto the invading fingers. Shame flooded him, but he couldn’t stop the needy sounds escaping his throat. Jax’s fingers crooked perfectly, hammering his prostate until his knees buckled. Only the quarterback’s strong body pinning him kept him upright. “Please… Jax… I can’t—”

I licked and sucked until her nipples peaked hard against my tongue, until her breathing turned uneven and her hands settled in my hair. When I moved lower she opened her legs without prompting. I settled between them and simply looked for a moment, taking in the sight of her already glistening for me. Then I leaned in and gave her a long, deliberate lick. Elena’s hips lifted. I did it again, slower, mapping her with my tongue, learning the exact pressure that made her sigh and the spot that made her thighs tense. Two fingers slid inside easily. She was still wet from the night before and from this new attention, and the feeling of her around my fingers made my own need throb.

I relaxed back on the sofa and closed my eyes as I rubbed my slick labia through the lace. I located my clit and moaned at its sensitivity until the barrier between my hand and my pussy became too much to bear. My top shirt button finally gave way, popping and flying off. My breasts were literally breaking out of my clothes. I opened my eyes to see Keith's huge erection. He had unzipped and was wanking himself vigorously, and the sight of his cock sent me dizzy. Fuck, it was big. My pussy felt wet but small and tight, and I wondered if I'd even be able to take it all. "Amy... you've been so naughty seducing me like this," he said through heavy breaths.