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“Okay, fine. He had me bent over the couch in the open area for half the night. Fucked me so deep and slow at first, then got rough when I told him to, he pulled my hair, choked me just enough, made me squirt all over the floor while people watched. Then he flipped me and made me ride him until my legs gave out. I think I left claw marks on his back. Worth it.” I laughed, the sound bubbling up light and free. “Look at us…three walking disasters who finally got properly dicked down. My ex could barely last thirty seconds and here we are, limping like we ran a marathon on dick. I’m never going back to quick, boring sex again. From now on, it’s rough, tied-up, make-me-scream-or-don’t-bother sex

Breeding fantasies peaked: "Gonna knock you up. Both my whores pregnant with my seed." Switched to Isabella—same double fill, her fuller body taking him deeper. "Breed my holes, Daddy. Cum everywhere." He alternated relentless, hours blurring—morning to afternoon. Orgasms crashed multiple—girls cumming from double stuff, pussies and asses clenching. He filled Sophia's pussy first, cum overflowing. "Take my load." Then Isabella's ass, hot ropes deep inside. Pulled out dripping, made them lick each other clean—tongues in cum-filled holes.

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

Between sex stories, voyeurism, between cases of betrayal, each one begins, with a swing, with stories of pleasure, tales of passion, involving this company, the multinational Wagner Weber. In which still, the three among their supervisions, among the branches, the cases involving several employees of the companies, the buildings where the passion cases show their countless employees, the sexy secretary, their managers and partners, the passion tales, sex and seduction that surround the centrals. Embark on passion stories in which each tale has its own love affairs, in which each of them has the power of control, amidst the power of pleasure they exert over their lovers, in different moments

I scream, not minding if I would draw attention. “Ahhh,” he groans and rams into me. Deeper. Fucking hard! I feel my cunt swell with his seeds, ones I wish would germinate inside of me. Lust in love, I come. Hard. Squirting and moaning like a bitch. New story alert: You’re locked in a room with your father's best friend. A freak, perverted sadist. You crossed the line by inviting your boyfriend over. To punish you, he straps you in a collar and drags you to his dark, kinky room, and teaches you how bad girls are handled.

I stated, looking deep into her mesmerizing eyes. "Hmm. I'm not sure I understand what you are saying." Bella said. "Once in a while I enjoy a relaxing moment with a woman. The thing is, men can be a bit intense, mostly during sex, so I decided to stay out of it." I replied, my fingers glided over my bikini bottom, stroking my sensitive clit, which sent sparks and shivers through my body.

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.

Damien spun him around, bent him over the back of the leather couch, and kicked his legs apart. “No more teasing.” Damien spat on his hole, then pressed the fat head of his cock against the twitching entrance. Nine thick inches. Bare. No condom. No mercy. “Beg for it,” Damien demanded, rubbing the head up and down the slick hole. “Please, Sir—fuck me. I need it. I need your cock. Please wreck me—” Damien thrust forward. The burn was immediate and brutal. Kai screamed as the massive cock speared him open, stretching his virgin hole wider than he thought possible. Inch after thick inch sank in, relentless, until Damien’s heavy balls rested against Kai’s ass and his hips were flush.

Theme: Auction sex "Next!" A pretty little Brunette walked on stage, her eyes downcast on stage. Every other girl paraded before the men that night had looked defiant and proud. Alexander hadn't wanted any of them. He was on the prowl for a sub. The world would flip through if they knew that Alexander, Kentucky, Billionaire extraordinaire and the nation's favourite bachelor, was into BDSM. He didn't want the hassle of dealing with pressmen or the annoying attention that came with it.

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know her very well. "It's not the scenes you need to highlight, but the story patterns they use," explains Ben, "Almost all local eroticism stories have bed scenes in common." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same story, revolving around crotch matters.