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I peeked, hiding by the side of the doorframe, careful not to get caught. And there he fucking was—Rick, he wasn’t having sex with anyone like I’d suspected, he laid open on the king-sized bed in all his glory, his back to the bedhead, naked and vulnerable. His legs were up in the air, knees pressed toward his chest like he was positioning to get rimmed... His cock was rock-hard, throbbing with a shiny silver penis ring clamped at the base of his cock, balls, swollen under the strain. On the laptop beside him was gay p**n, playing out— one muscular man topped a twink, pounding him relentlessly. Rick’s eyes were glued to the screen, blazing with lust, as his hand worked between his spread ass

Their breaths were ragged and hot, filling their cold air around them. Their gasps of pleasure sounds of sin filling the entire warehouse. This was their first time at something so sinful. And they both knew, deep in their hearts, that it wasn’t going to be the last time either. As Logan exploded deep inside him minutes later, Finn quickly reached behind and pulled his cock out. Then he dropped to his knees, his dark gaze straying up to meet Logan’s. There was a glint of mischief in them that got Logan hard all over again, those golden locks doing something to his goddamn mind.

He did it again until Ethan was moaning into the desk and pushing back and not embarrassed anymore. "You take me so well. You were made for this. Look at the glass. Look at yourself while I fuck you. Look at the city while I use you." Ethan turned his head. The window reflected them. The glass carried their bodies and the lights below them. It looked obscene and beautiful. Damien’s hands on his waist. Damien’s body flush with his. The muscles in Damien’s forearms standing out as he held Ethan and drove into him. Ethan felt owned and he did not hate it. He felt like he had been waiting to be told what he was for.

He mustered all his courage to retort, “My cock is not tiny.” #steamy #forbidenromance #alphafemale #seduction #omega #primaldesire #hardcore #agegap #olderwomanxyoungerman #surrender Always read tags. So you can skip if the themes are not to your taste. *** Maya groans softly. She rubs her thighs together as she stares at the full moon from her luxurious bed.

she pointed out. "Gay men can be very sexually proficient," I countered. "Cáel Nyilas (damn, she loved my name), you came five times. I lost track of how many orgasms I had. If you are gay, you aren't in De-Nile, you are in Ethiopia," she giggled. This wasn't the right moment to brag that I ejaculated eight times last night. Rhada filled up three condoms during our little escapade. I repeat, I have an out of control libido.

I ask and open the browser. "I'll type it in." His arms go to either side of me as he types on the keyboard. I watch as he clicks search and a very kinky website pops up. The background is red and black and there are multiple pictures of naked men in all sorts of positions having sex. "Did you just put on a porn website?" I ask. It's definitely porn as there are tonnes of videos and categories to click on. "Yes I put on a porn website. It specialises in gay bdsm which is exactly what we need," he explains while scrolling down.

He snapped. Nougat made a contemptuous facial expression after hearing the list of responses. He snorted and nodded his head in feigned agreement. "Yup. You're not gay, boy! You're just a f***ing sad guy! Disgusting!" he retorted with sarcasm (gay also means happy).

“Ebony? Daddy kinks? Or BDSM?” Grace grinned a little. “Daddy kinks.” I picked a good video and started playing it on the big TV. The sounds of moaning filled the room. On the screen, a young girl was calling a man “Daddy” while he fucked her. I slipped my hand between Grace’s legs. She was already wet. I rubbed her pussy gently first, then pushed two fingers inside her. She moaned loudly and pressed her face into my chest. “That’s it,” I whispered. “Feel Daddy’s fingers.”

"God, Daniel, I want you so bad." A dark, satisfied smirk spread across his face, one that made my stomach do a complete flip. He didn't move away. Instead, he reached down, his large, warm hand sliding right under the hem of my denim skirt. I gasped as his fingers found exactly what they were looking for. Since I wasn't wearing any panties, there was no barrier. He slid two fingers deep into my soaking wet pussy, moving them in a slow, agonizing circle that made my knees buckle. I leaned my forehead against his chest, whimpering as he pulled his hand back out. He brought his glistening fingers right up to his own mouth, his eyes never leaving mine as he licked my pussy juice off them .

I locked the door and leaned against it, my hand already sliding down my belly, past the waistband of my skirt. My fingers found my wet aching clit. I closed my eyes, my mind drifting to the person I needed right now and there he was... Gerald, his tousled silver hair and his cruel smirk filled my mind instantly. I slid two fingers inside myself, imagining they're his. Those thick, raw fingers curling to hit that spot that made my legs quake. I thrusted faster, my forehead pressed against the cool tile as my breath came out in ragged gasps. I thought about his cock slamming into me till it hit my cervix.