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The strong scent of citrus still lingered in my nose, so I had thoroughly showered as soon as I got back to the room, afraid that Sonia would discover that I had returned all sweaty from her father's room. The rest of the day went on as usual with me spending most of the time on local p*rn sites, immersing myself in the hundreds of videos showing white old ladies going down on themselves with s*x toys and skinny female p*rnstars taking on men that were three times their sizes and not going out of breath afterwards. I watched a couple of other explicit videos of how to get it right, and how to make the man want to c*m all over your face. I even got wet watching some of them, trying my best no

The female moans and male groans sounded authentic, as if they weren’t being paid to fuck for an audience. I held my breath as I peeked around the corner. At first, I spied the back of the couch, and then it was my father’s massively broad back, his wide shoulders… and then I looked at the TV screen. What played looked like any other porno, aside from the fact that it was clearly an amateur one, like it had been shot in someone’s bedroom with a cheap camcorder. “Fuck,” my father groaned, and I rose on my toes to see slightly over the couch. His big, muscular arm bulged as he clearly jerked himself off.

he growls adding two fingers inside of me, stretching me, grinding my hips against his fingers furiously throwing my head back. "I only fucking want you" he says as he plunges his fingers deep inside of me. "I told your mother that there wasn't any special lady yet, because I haven't fucking made you mine, yet" he growls, pressing his thumb hard against my clit. Making me cry out in ecstasy. "I don't know what you saw downstairs, but I fucking told that barbie caked in make up to take a hint and get lost, embarrassing her" he bites down on my neck making me scream in pleasure and pain "not making her blush" he growls

When I reached to unhook my bra, he grabbed my hands. “I want you, Marcos,” I murmured in a breathless sigh. “Not today, not here.” But I didn’t care. As soon as he let go of my hands, I unhooked my bra, letting my breasts spill out in front of his face. “You’re impossible!” His hand landed a firm slap on my butt, and I yelped in shock. “So stubborn.” He gripped my breast, his thumbs circling my nipples. “So hot!” He leaned forward, his lips closing around one nipple, and it was the most delicious thing I’d ever felt.

The way her insides wrapped vigorously around my hard shaft, made me know she was near. She just needed a little push and with a few more thrusts, her body fell to the bed, her sweet juices washing all over my hard shaft. At the same time, I pulled out of her, pouring my seeds all over the bed. However, my back didn't even hit the bed and Lucille was all over me again, asking for more. I was still trying to catch my breath, however, I was ready for more, ready to do anything to satisfy. But then I felt a hand on my back and I turned to see Kent looking at me, with a serious gaze, “I will take over from here…”

Gambit threw some documents up on the monitor so that we could all see them as well. There were email chains. Offshore accounts. Blackmail. Photos of him in compromising situations, ones that I would never be able to unsee. Solo sexual encounters as well as orgies at parties, clubs, and what looks like private residences. Some of the participants looked suspiciously under the age of consent.

he questioned, crossing his arms defensively. Rachel, undeterred, meticulously laid out a series of documents and photographs, displaying them for the jury’s scrutiny. “I present Exhibit B,” she announced, gesturing toward the screen where images materialized—photos of Julian in questionable situations alongside text messages that unveiled his deceitful actions. Sophia felt a rush of adrenaline as the images showcased Julian at a recent social event, reveling in the night while their child remained at home, oblivious to his father’s behavior. “This is Julian,” Rachel continued, his tone firm. “While he accuses Sophia of being unfit, he himself has demonstrated a blatant disregard for his res

I wrapped my hand around the base, stroking slowly and firmly, savouring the friction. To amp it up, I grabbed my phone from the side table, thumbing open a private browser. Porn—something quick and dirty. I scrolled to a video of a brunette in a rain-soaked shirt, her body arching as a guy peeled it off. The actress moaned, it was fake but effective to heighten the mood, her tits bouncing as he fucked her against a wall.

A soft female voice said flirtatiously, "The plan for Tommy's organ transplant fell through. You need to come up with another plan…" "We'll have to wait until things settle down first. I'll take care of it, so you don't have to worry. Tommy's my son, after all…" The female voice let out a soft giggle. Then, there were more of those lewd, obscene noises coming from the room… The veins on Elias' face bulged. He kicked the bedroom door open forcefully. Gabriel and Larissa were naked, and they had their bodies pressed against each other… The two of them were shocked when they saw us entering the room. They hurriedly pulled on something to cover their bodies.

She replied 'I must be enjoying it, I nearly came just now. Once the best parts of the film ended, I entered her and we fucked for a short while before we both had strong orgasms. She said that was only the second time in her life that she had seen a pornographic film. Apparently the first time had involved a similar kind of flick, of a black man having lustful intercourse with a white woman and, coincidentally, with the same kind of hypnotic beat and a 'taboo' sort of atmosphere. But, it was hard getting details out of her in that film, as if it were something she just didn't want to talk about or 'couldn't remember'.