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Without Geri knowing so far, Jimmy actually not only likes the same sex but also different sexes. Bisexual orientation disorders. That's what happened. Then Jimmy couldn't wait to meet his next rival and prey. *****

In the darkness, the only sound heard was the one made by their wet kiss. Danielle suddenly broke the kiss, "Hermes, do you think this is the right thing to do?" "It's not the right thing to do but it's too late to stop," Hermes responded, taking one hand to her b**b. He laid her on the bed, lifted her flared skirt and removed her panties. Then he laid between her legs and started doing some magic to her cl*t. Danielle moaned uncontrollably when Hermes tongue went in and out of her p**sy.

It’s a once-in-a-lifetime dick, and I’m claiming it tonight. He’s addicted to my tight, juicy ebony cunt — the way he moaned, “Fuck, you’re so wet for me”, told me everything. But he pissed me off when he slid that perfect, thick cock — meant for my pussy — into Drey’s ass. He’s bisexual. Fucking his own brother? Disgusting. But I don’t care. I just need that monster cock wrecking my holes tonight. Later in the day. “That was a good swim,” I said, turning my nipples hard under my bikini top. “Where are you two coming from?”

." I touched his face. "Like another cage door opening. Does it bother you?" "Bother me?" He laughed darkly. "Princess, it turns me on beyond measure. Watching you discover your sexuality, watching you embrace every part of yourself—that's fucking beautiful." He kissed me deeply. "Elena's joining us again tonight. And this time, I want to watch you truly be with her. Not just her touching you while I fuck you. I want to see you explore this new part of yourself." Heat flooded through me. "What do you mean?" "You'll see." His smile was wicked. "But first, I need to know—do you want this? Really want it? Not just because it pleases me, but because you're genuinely curious about being with a wo

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Michelle said as she looked at him. “Not an excuse.” He said softly. “Now for two.” He began to use his finger in her core. He knew the places that he needed to have touched and pressure on because he wanted to get her off a few more times before he called in the therapist to give her a rub down. He knew which one he would have come in. Michelle seemed to enjoy both of them with their different approaches, but she relaxed a bit more with the female massage therapist. That was just as important to him watching her find out that a bisexual experience was something she actually enjoyed.

I held my neck with my hand like a slut, hoping he barges in again. I hit orgasm, he still isn’t here like I wished. I walked to his room still soaked, and I found him touching himself while looking at my picture. His shoulder carved, and the deep v of his torso, his tight abs, and the thick curved cock in his hand. He walked to me, grabbed me and I kissed him. His hands went down to my ass and he carried me. Four steps and he dropped me on the bed, spreading my legs. I pulled off my panties as he squeezed my hard nipples, I gasp and moaned soflty,

“Now you get to watch what real cocks can do.” The bedroom door opened by itself. Two men stepped in. At least… they used to be men. Both were tall, heavily muscled, skin slightly very red under the lights and when a shadowy edge. Their eyes glowed faint orange, and their cocks hung thick and heavy, with unreal lengths, bouncing as they walked in, and already leaking thick precum that smelled like smoke and sex. Lila dropped to her knees like a starving whore and began stroking them, one hand on each.

My mouth watered. “Look at that pretty pink pussy,” he murmured. “Still dripping from earlier. You love being used, don’t you, Hazel?” “Yes, Derick,” I whispered, cheeks burning with shame and arousal. He rolled his chair closer. “Crawl to me.” I did, on all fours, stopping between his spread thighs. His cock stood thick and heavy, veins pulsing, the head already leaking precum. It looked even bigger up close. “Clean it first,” he said, voice dark. “With your tongue.”

“He kind of works with us. Doesn’t technically live with us but he’s mostly around. And he’s really young. He walked in on me… you know… jerking off. And he just watched. That kind of did something to me.” My eyebrows climbed. “He watched?” “Yeah. Now I can’t stop myself from thinking about it. Wanting him to walk in on me again.” Jesus. That was messed up. Hot in a forbidden way, but messed up. “Did he make any attempt at you?” I asked carefully. “Do you know if he’s into guys as well?” “He said he was bisexual.” “Jeff…” “I know. I know how it sounds. But Kale… I can’t shake it.”