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The ache between my legs had turned into pure torture — swollen, dripping, begging for something, anything. I locked my door, kicked off my heels, and threw myself onto the bed still in my work clothes. My hand was already sliding up my skirt before I could stop myself. No. Not yet. I grabbed my phone with trembling fingers and downloaded three new p**n videos — the filthiest threesome ones I could find. Two men, one woman. Priests in my head. I turned the volume low, propped the phone on my pillow, and hit play. The first scene started: a girl on her knees between two huge cocks, sucking one while the other slapped against her cheek. My breath hitched.

Behind her, the man fucking her pussy pounded into her, his thrusts brutal and unyielding. She screamed again, the sound muffled and desperate. Her eyes rolled back, overwhelmed by the pain and the relentless assault on her body. The cameras captured every moment, the screens in the bar showing her torment in vivid, unbearable detail. The bar owner watched, his hand moving faster on his own cock, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "More," he whispered, his voice hoarse with excitement. "I want to see more." She struggled to obey, her mouth working frantically on the cock before her. The man behind her grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pounded into her pussy.

He filled me completely. He started fucking me hard from behind, hips slamming against my ass. The table shook with every powerful stroke. His balls slapped against my clit. The wet, filthy sounds of his cock pounding into my dripping pussy filled the room. “Alex… oh god…” I moaned. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back slightly. “Quiet, Miss Shine. You don’t want the neighbors to hear you getting fucked by your student, do you?” He reached for one of the books on the floor, picked up the thick literature textbook, and pressed it between my teeth.

Her boobs were full, high and firm, her stomach flat and her ass was round and firm. Glancing at the clock, she agonized over how she was going to spend the next forty minutes. Placing a towel over her office chair, she logged onto a porn site she had recently discovered and watched videos, read stories and even chatted with other members about anal sex until it almost time for him to arrive.

Full, voluptuous breasts poked out at him, a thick layer of pubic hair around the girl’s opening small belly button on her flat tummy amused Bates further. He watched the young girl as her hand cuffed her vagina. With her other hand, she touched her big breasts, face frozen with pure pleasure. He massaged his boner silence broke as moans stirred throughout the room. Beams of perspiration popped off his face while his body tensed. He jerked and jerked until great release. Thick warm liquid spread over his fingers. Afterward, Bates removed the half-bottle of whiskey from under the table, took a long sip watching two young girls tongue kiss in a porn video.

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“God, so big. Not like the tiny, little nothing Bob’s got between his legs.” Bob’s tiny, little nothing had grown to a very respect- able length and thickness as he stroked it gently, not wanting to overstimulate himself. He watched as Alex pushed his wife to her knees and fed her his cock. He almost lost it when she gagged a little as Alex pressed her face to his body, but he managed to maintain. He let his cock bob in time, without the use of hands, as Barb sat atop Alex and rode him while her lover squeezed her tits. He saw her shudder with an orgasm a few minutes before Alex pulled out of her, porn movie style, and came on her stomach for Bob’s benefit. Bob’s painfully hard cock ached as

I’m watching Kent Lippert’s homemade porn. Mesmerized, I watch Kent reach down to touch himself. The woman is in the way – I can’t see any details – but I can tell he’s hard and ready for her. He gives her a loud smack on the ass and, as she gives a little yelp, plunges himself inside her, grabbing her by the hips. The woman’s mouth opens in a gasp that turns into a moan, and suddenly she’s saying his name – I lean forward, fascinated, when suddenly the door next to the television swings open.

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