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She felt his dick poking her ass, telling her that he was ready for another round of hot sex. She reached down with one of her hand and grabbed his dick. She gave it a slow stroke and raised herself. She positioned it at her pussy hole and lowered herself, engulfing his dick till she took his whole length inside of her. She slowly strengthened up and began to ride him. She was placing her hands on his chest as she raise herself up and down. It was a slow romantic ride. Soon, it turned into a fast ride and she began to bounce on his dick, "Yes! yes! yes! This is fucking good! Ohhhh-hhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Fuck! I love your fucking dick! yes! yes!"

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

I kissed her one final time before turning on her side and lifting her legs. I sat between her legs. She slowly fucked her hips back and forth against her pussy. The soft moan that came from her lips turned me on and it hit like music in my ears. We move together, grinding each other's clits and making more friction. We went faster and harder, bumping into each other till we began to feel numb. “Oh, I love you, Eva! You’re so fucking good and sweet!” “I love you too Aunt Rose,” I screamed, as I felt a pleasure within me.

"Perfect." I began to move. Slow, deep, rolling strokes. I kissed her as I fucked her, our tongues tangling. My hands slid under her back, holding her close. It was tender, passionate, profoundly connected. This didn't feel like breaking a rule or claiming a prize. It felt like coming home to a place l'd never known I needed. The pace gradually increased. The bedsprings began a soft, rhythmic creak. Anna's breath came in quick pants against my neck. Her nails dug into my shoulders. "Harder, Nick... please.." l obliged, driving into her with more force, my hips slapping against hers.

A LOVE FOR SPANKING - 2 He wrapped his arms around her small frame and kissed her passionately. His kiss was soft and gentle. His tongue softly prodded, asking permission to enter her mouth. Erica opened, granting him entry. Dave's hands roamed her firm body. His fingers brushed against her hardening nipples. He lifted Erica up, and she wrapped her legs around him. He carried her over to the couch and laid her down softly. His mouth explored, leaving a trail of kisses down her body. She ran her hands through his shaggy brown hair as she arched her back. His mouth found her nipple, and he teasingly circled it with his tongue before clamping down, causing Erica to moan loudly.

He forced himself to ask as he trailed wet kisses down the nape of her neck. She rolled her eyes. "Why do you keep spoiling the mood, Ryder?" This time she rolled over, pinning him to the bed and she let her hand guide his prick into her tight hole. Ryder had his eyes shut for a while, this was explicitly satisfying. He had never made love to a woman so he would in the past never be able to describe that scintillating feeling elicited from a romance. When she started to buck against him, he thought he would lose his senses. He was floating on cloud nine and needed as much time not to get lost in the abyss.

“One more time before he notices.” “Ethan, he’s right downstairs—” He cut me off, sliding inside me slowly. His eyes stayed locked on mine. “Then be quiet, baby.” I bit down on his shoulder as he moved, slow and deep. My sore body lit up with every thrust. His hand slipped between us, fingers rubbing me until my legs started shaking. We came together in silence, mouths pressed hard together so nothing could escape. After, he kissed me long and soft. “This isn’t ending, Zarah. Not today. Not ever, please don't say no."

he asked in a husky voice that was as sweet. I could feel his growing erection at my backside. The ache in my pussy signaled my need, and I had to do something, anything, to quench its thirst. I turned and pulled him down for a kiss, my hands flying to catch on to his curls. His mouth danced with mine, painting his taste against my tongue and nipping at my bottom lip with his teeth. When he sucked my tongue into his mouth, I moaned, signaling him to pick me up and take me to the bed. “Let me make you feel good, Rene.”

The room was filled with the sound of my extremely wet pussy slamming against his dick over and over again. He’ll start up fast and hard, hitting every spot and I could swear he touched my womb, then he’ll take it slow, teasing me , making me feel every inch of his dick, making my body go numb. I’ve never been fucked this good before . “Do you like it?”, he whispered behind my ear, driving in slowly. “Yes”, I moaned out almost crying. “Yes what?” “Yes Mr Tom”. “Fuck i love the way you call me that, tell me how much you love it “.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.