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I had a mischievous grin as I asked, "What kind do you like?" "Girls together and couples, but not the crazy, fake moaning ones. There's this website I'm on all the time that has a subreddit for something called passion porn. A bunch of it is amateur stuff, but the people love each other or have a really strong connection that you can see. It totally gets me off. What about you?"

Every time Max twisted his finger, I would do the same, imagining that he was doing it to mine. As Max leaned down to bite her breast, his hand squeezed hard, causing her chest to swell as if she were challenging Max to do more. Damn. I was getting more and more turned on by the touch on my private parts, especially when I started squeezing my breasts, which were getting harder. I needed someone to bite me the way Max was biting the woman’s nipple. I needed the same touch on my pussy. And I also needed someone to kiss my lips as hard as that. I slowly opened my eyes when I heard footsteps heading toward the bathtub. Max brought the woman onto his body, sitting her on his lap while he kissed

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

It has just never occurred to me that one of them might be my own daughter. I'd searched for "Badgirl Anna" and eventually found her very professional-looking page. I had to subscribe to view it and I didn't hesitate. This is an emergency. I pull out my credit card and soon had access to the content on her site. The ton of content on her site. Sexy pictures of her, naked and topless, sometimes bending over. Never showing her pussy - I think that, at least, is something. Videos of her looking flirtatiously into the camera - playing with her breasts, turning around and bouncing her ass cheeks, pretending to masturbate.

No matter how hard I tried to think of something else, my mind dragged me back to the sight of him earlier, the way his shirt stretched over his chest, the warmth of his voice when he said, “No problem, aunty.” I reached for my phone, desperate for distraction, I logged into a p**n site where I watched two men drilled a woman mercilessly. A cock in her mouth and a cock in her dripping pussy ramming into her with rigor. I inserted two fingers in my already dripping pussy increasing the pace to match with the movement of the men cocks my moan filled the room but it did nothing to quench the fire of desire in me. A real cock is all I need. I tiptoed quietly down the hallway, my heart racing in

that felt like the most powerful ending for this couple. Okay, that was the heartfelt, literary reason. Now for the completely, utterly ridiculous and honest reason: I literally could not write another sex scene. I am not joking. We were closing in on 80,000 words on this thing! A hundred thousand words! Do you have any idea how many different ways there are to describe a hand running through hair? Or a deep gaze across a room? I was starting to lose my mind trying to come up with fresh, non-repetitive action. I truly don't think I would have survived trying to write a fresh, unique, meaningful, and non-absurdly-long sex scene at this point in the narrative. My fingers were cramping, my thes

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.

He has no clue that I'm getting the best sex of my life from two men who know exactly how to use their bodies. And honestly? I don't feel guilty. My libido has always been on the high side. In school I went on a sex marathon for a weekend with my ex boyfriend. That's how much I love this. How much I need it. My husband can't keep up. Won't even try to keep up. So I found men who could. Don't blame me. Blame the fact that my husband is into guys.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.