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The combination of having incestuous sex in front of strangers while enduring sexual insults combined with the friction in her pussy was too much for her to take and her body and soul exploded. The wails from her mouth were so loud it brought others into the room to see. And for the first time she squirted all over. I kept ramming my meat into her intensely spasming vagina to prolong her orgasm. Then I gave in and shot my hot cream up into her womb. My hips bucked up against hers and we grinded them roughly together. We kept grinding and grinding in an effort to extract every drop of cum we had in our bodies. Then we collapsed in a heap with Grandma's sweaty body on top of mine. We are now i

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

It was a raw, wet mess of sex. Splosh. Slap. Splosh. "We are going to shift your womb as a team!" Leo shouted after he pulled his cock out of her mouth. The men began to change places. They moved like a dance. One man would pull out, and another would push in. Lily was never empty. She was constantly being filled by a new, massive cock. She felt the different shapes—the length of Kai, the width of Zane, the power of Jax. She felt her womb being pushed back and forth. She felt like her insides were being melted by the hot water and the hot men. The erotica was so loud. The sound of the bubbles and their heavy breathing filled the night.

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It was bigger than I’d imagined, curving slightly, it was the perfect tool for ruining me. “Get on your knees, Sasha,” he commanded, his voice hoarse. “Confess with your mouth.” I sank down eagerly, the wooden floor hard against my knees. I looked up at him through my lashes as I took him in my hand, stroking the heavy length before leaning in to swirl my tongue around the tip, tasting the salty precum. Samuel groaned, his hand fisting my hair as I opened wide and swallowed him down, my lips stretching around his girth. I bobbed my head, taking him deeper with each pass, gagging softly when he hit the back of my throat but not stopping. Tears pricked my eyes from the roughness, but the way h

Her words sent a shiver straight down my spine as I shifted feeling the dampness growing in my panties. The game kept growing dirtier now. Someone mentioned the time Alex and I had sex in the dorm while everyone else was at football game. Ryan admitted he had jerked off listening through the wall. My cheeks burned so hot but my pussy throbbed at the memory. Alex’s hand slid higher on my thigh, his fingers tracing the edge of my panties and I parted my legs a little, inviting him. He stroked me slowly over the fabric pressing the damp cloth against my swollen clit, I bit my lip to hold back my moan as pleasure cooked tightly in my belly.

Now it rests against my G-spot, waiting for his command, and my sister Sophia sits directly across from us, smiling proudly at her future husband. Alexander begins his presentation in that smooth, authoritative voice that makes the whole room lean in. “As you can see from the slides, our expansion into Asia has already exceeded projections…” The first low buzz hits. I suck in a sharp breath and turn it into a soft cough, gripping my pen harder. The steady pulse vibrates right against that sensitive spot inside me, sending warm waves of pleasure rolling through my core. I’m still tender from his fingers at dinner last night, still aching for more, and my walls flutter greedily around the toy.

I withdrew my cock, leaving just the tip inside of her as I pound into her pussy relentlessly. Asides from the faint sound coming from the club music, our moans and groans resonated through the room.. Each sound that left her mouth makes me drill into her pussy with a force greater than the last, making it my mission to assault her G-spot over and over again. "Argghh! Jax pleaseeeeeee!" She pleaded. "Please what?" I growled, pounding into her pussy even more. "I want to cum... Can I please cum..." She rushed out, aching her back a bit to meet my thrust.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

My pants are now around my ankles 186 SuDDEN SEX and my silk thermal leggings are halfway down my ass. A sunbeam is warming the edge of my thigh, but my nipples are as hard as rock hammers. He is kissing me gently while talking dirty about excitable, fainting, fucking beastly, horny goats and rubbing my clit. Steam is puffing from my mouth. I hear another car winding around the curve slowly, then stopping, tires crunching. A cold breeze flutters the leaves and ruffles the water. A second shotgun blast echoes through the trees and a couple of ducks take off from the shore of the river. His face is between my legs. I am arched against the base of an ancient moss-covered oak. There are oak gall