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he said, "Our little whore." Lopez's hips moved faster, his cock sliding in and out of her ass. "You're ours, sweetheart," he growled. "Ours to fuck, ours to use." Van matched his energy, , his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with a force that made her moan louder. "Have any man ever told you you're sweet? ," he groaned. "WTF, you're so sweet" "Ahhhh...fuck, oh my gawd" Camila's body responded to their words, her pleasure building with each thrust.

“It’s too much… I’m gonna come already…” “No.” His voice was stern. He slapped my left breast lightly, making it jiggle. “You hold it. This is your punishment for all those bratty little comments you’ve thrown at me since the wedding.” He increased the speed again. The vibrator buzzed mercilessly against my G-spot, the wet sounds of my dripping pussy obscene in the quiet room. I whimpered loudly, thighs shaking uncontrollably. “Please… oh god, please let me come. I’ll be good, fuck, I’ll be your good girl,” I begged, tears of overwhelming pleasure stinging my eyes.

I curve my fingers searching for the spot that will cause her more sensations. She is telling me yes, that this is the spot. She is so ready, I can feel how close she is, so I increase my efforts and give her what she is craving. She is ecstasy, her sweet voice calling out to me as her juices flow for me. She is in heaven, and she is my little taste of heaven.

I curled them, hitting that spot I knew she loved, watching her kick and squirm. God, she was perfect. Every reaction was vocal. Every movement was a plea. Eva… Eva was a statue. Eva never reacted like this. Eva made me feel like sex was a chore on a to-do list. Olandria made me feel like a god. She made me feel like a man who was capable of destroying a woman with nothing but a touch. I watched her hungrily, my mouth diving back for her clit while I continued to finger her, adding a third finger to stretch her out.

Her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, her entire body convulsing beneath him was waves of pure ecstasy washed over her sense. “Escuro!” Escuridade cried out, his name a prayer and a plea as she climaxed around him. Her inner muscles spasmed tightly around his cock, milking every last drop of his release while her own body trembled uncontrollably. In the aftermath, she lay boneless beneath him, her limbs heavy and satisfied. The usual darkness that settled over her after such intense moment seemed distant, replaced by a warm, contented glow that radiated from where they were still connected. Her fingers traced lazy patterns along his sweat-dampened back as their breathing slowly returned to norma

“Rub your clit. I want to feel you come on my cock.” I slide my hand between us, finding my clit and rubbing in fast circles. “Damon, I’m close…” “Come for me. Come on my cock like a good little wolf.” The orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave. I scream his name, my pussy clenching around him so hard he groans. “Fuck, yes. Just like that.” He’s moving faster now, chasing his own release. “I’m going to fill you up, Maya. Going to pump you full of my cum. Mark you inside and out.”

Eron only broke away to continue kissing her neck, focusing on a spot above her collarbone and getting hard when she moaned from the pleasure. "Eron, please." Frema begged and he thought he knew what she was begging for until she placed her hand on his dick, squeezing not-so-gently. "I want to suck your dick, papi." She begged, her eyes in small slits. Eron concluded that she was the sexiest sight he had ever laid his eyes on, at that moment. She did not wait for his response before releasing his dick from the clapse of his shorts. Her warm mouth was on it in seconds and Eron closed the pillows against his ears in sheer appreciation of how magical this woman's blowjobs were.

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She hugged me warmly. “Elena, you always pick the most divine venues. This place is perfect.” Lucas’s eyes met mine over her shoulder dark, hungry, full of secrets. My thighs clenched at the memory of him inside me against the window, his cum still leaking down my leg when I’d left last night. We tasted cakes. Vanilla bean with raspberry, chocolate hazelnut, lemon elderflower. Victoria chatted about the “intimate” ceremony, her hand occasionally brushing Lucas’s arm.

I said to Ginger, as I slipped my hands under her nightshirt and felt her bare ass with both of my hands. "Right, they don't know about our sapphic love affairs yet," said Ginger. "Sapphic, I like that word. Why have we not used it before?" I asked. "Probably because I only just learned it last week while reading a story on Literotica," said Ginger. "Literotica, what's that?" I asked. "Only the best website in the world for erotic literature and the like. You should check it out," said Ginger. "I'll do that when we get back home, it sounds interesting!" I replied.