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I cringe, trying to pull away from him. “Get your filthy hands off of her, stronzo!” Vincenzo yells as he tries to yank his arms free from the shackles on his wrists and ankles. I flinch seeing his skin burning from the silver. “You mean, I shouldn’t touch her like this?” Bram proceeds to squeeze my breasts roughly, making me cry and moan at the same time as a wave of heat crashes through me. “Or like this?” He keeps one hand on my breast, and the other slides down to the hem of my slip. He starts pulling it up, revealing my panties, and then cups my heat with his hand.

Brick says. “ No pee. No burning.No blood. Nothing involving electricity. No knives or cutting of any kind. No strangulation. No wax play.” I tell him. “ Not a problem.” Brick says. “ Do you have a safe word?” he asks. “ I have two. Ford, to stop completely. Flag, if I’m unsure.” I answer. “ Very good, little girl. Now I want you to turn away from me and take everything but your panties off.” I turned around just like he said. The other times I have done this I have never been concerned if the Dom saw me naked because it was a one time deal and I usually never saw them again. But this is Brick even if we never do this again he is still going to see my scars. I just hope he doesn’t say anythi

Alpha Daddies Knows Best (18+ | A Forbidden Reverse Harem) Bound in the center of their private room, wrists chained high and pulled apart above my head, legs hooked open and spread wide. My body hangs helpless as Dante stands in front of me. His strong hands grip my thighs with unyielding force, fingers digging deep into my soft flesh as he holds me open and pulls me back and forth onto his cock, controlling every inch of the penetration while he pounds into me. My full, heavy breasts are crushed against his hard, muscled chest, roughly dragging across my sensitive nipples with every forceful thrust, sending sharp, electric sparks of pleasure-pain shooting straight to my core, making them h

His fingers brushed over my nipple once, finding it already hard beneath his palm. His breath warmed my ear. “Does that turn you on?” he murmured. My stomach flipped violently. “The thought of being chased?” His thumb rolled slowly across my nipple and I sucked in a sharp breath. “You don’t know it yet, baby,” he whispered, voice rougher now, “but I’m real kinky.” Heat flooded everywhere instantly. “And I have zero problems playing out almost any fantasy you’ve got.” “Marcus…” My voice came out embarrassingly breathless. “Somebody’s gonna see us.”

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

The girl let out suppressed screams as her face redened, and He tried to use her two hands to keep her neck bending against the floor and possibly breaking, Brody, was going hardcore. "That's it! All in!" Brody moaned. He screamed "fuck me har-der dad-ddy" through clenched teeth, giving Matt more strength and chance for penetration. We weren't going all soft with the girl , and it was very much pleasurable. I enjoyed their sensual and appetizing moans, and gasps. I was done with eating the girl, and had her juice all over my face. the other guy assisted, caressing her vagina, giving more penetration, fondling her breasts and kissing her as he thrusted her.

Talen’s shoulder shook with his silent laughter as he helped her into the harness and eased her end of the dildo into her. “F-k that’s hot,” Rhett groaned as Talen tightened the harness around her waist. There was something so naughty about Aislen with a c-k, and the leather straps compressing her soft skin, the contrast of white to black and soft to hard… “F-k,” he groaned, and Heath compliantly gripped his c-ck, stroking from base to tip so that he sighed out his pleasure. “Very nice,” Talen approved leaning back to inspect his workmanship. “Who would you like to f-k, little demon?”

"You're not even close to there, baby, but I promise you will be. Lay down on the bed. Move the phone to the pillow." I did what he said. "Okay." "Cup your breasts." He waited a moment. "What color is your bra?" "White." It was the only color I owned. "I like white, but I'll add some color to your wardrobe so you can feed my phone sex fetish." I giggled. "You have a phone sex fetish?" "I do now. Stop talking, baby, and do what I say." Dominant Reed was taking over. I could hear it in his voice. "Pinch your nipples over the material."

Bio: “Your favorite MILF next door with a breeding fetish. Cum play with me, daddy. Exclusive vids, customs, and more. No PPV for my loyal breeders.” Breeding fetish? What the fuck? I scrolled, breath shallow. Thumbnails of videos: “Breeding My Step-Bro,” “Creampie Compilation,” “Impregnate Me POV.” My dick twitched despite the shock. This was her? My future sister-in-law? I clicked a preview clip before I could stop myself. Sam on screen, naked except for thigh-high stockings, on all fours. A guy behind her—faceless, just a cock—pounding away. Her moans were the same ones I heard through the walls, but dirtier. “Fill me up, baby. Breed this tight pussy. Make me yours.”

"On your knees, Bram. Strip. I want to see exactly what I'm taxing today." Bram obeyed, his hands shaking as he shed his clothes. His cock was already rigid, a thick, pulsing testament to his desperation. He knelt before her, looking up at the woman who held his entire life in her manicured hands. "You like being my little project, don't you?" Beatrice taunted, her fingers tangling in his hair and pulling his head back. She looked down at his throbbing length with a look of clinical amusement. "Look at it. So desperate. So pathetic. Do you think you deserve to cum today, Bram?"