Novel & Cerita Castration Erotica

I flip the page and it's him again, this time with drops of water all over his body and his hands are over his head, showcasing the abs I saw through his wet clothes yesterday. Fondling my boobs, I swallow the saliva that pools in my mouth. The picture on the left side makes my breath catch in my throat. A woman is sitting on Felix like he's a chair and her mouth is hanging open with pleasure with his hand on her left tit. Behind her, his facial expression is twisted but it only makes him look sexier. 'Making the most of the forbidden part 2: breeding kink' “holy…” I gasp when I realize that he is having penetrative sex with her on camera. My stepbrother is…

I watched Frederick take his cock in his hand, working his way up and down his shaft. He threw his head back, groaning softly while I watched his cock harden in his hand. Every stroke, every groan and every whimper made heat rise in-between my thighs, and caused my nipples to stiffen. I didn't know that I was drooling until he stopped stroking himself and grabbed my hair so harshly that I winced. "Come on, I want to see if you can take the whole thing in that tiny mouth of yours."

Then he hoisted her into a brutal full nelson position, slamming his cock back into her gaping asshole in a brutal thrust that tore a guttural scream from her lips, the intrusion feeling like a red-hot poker splitting her apart from the inside. Her legs were splayed wide and hooked over his powerful forearms, which locked mercilessly behind her head in a crushing hold that wrenched her shoulders to their absolute limits, joints popping and muscles tearing under the strain. Her tits were thrust forward, nipples clamped and swollen to bursting. Her knees bent and forced into a humiliating spread-eagle, exposing her wrecked, prolapsed asshole, still twitching and clenching around his invading s

She tiptoed down the hall to his bedroom door, which was cracked open. Peeking in, her breath caught. Ethan was on his bed, pants shoved down to his thighs, his massive cock in hand. He stroked it roughly, base to tip, pre-cum glistening on the swollen head. His eyes were squeezed shut, head thrown back, muscles taut. “Lila… fuck, yes, take it,” he muttered, voice hoarse with need. He was jerking off to her—calling her name, hips bucking into his fist.

Red welts bloomed across my ass and I could feel the heat radiating off my punished flesh. Next came the clothespins. She lined them up in tight rows across both of my heavy breasts, pinching my thick nipples last. Each one sent a sharp jolt straight to my dripping cunt. She picked up a thin cane and started flicking every pin, one by one. My tits bounced and jiggled wildly with every strike. The pins tugged and pulled at my sensitive skin until I was whimpering and shaking. Then she ripped them all off at once. The sudden rush of blood made me gasp and moan like a cheap whore. My nipples throbbed painfully and my cunt gushed down my thighs. Ciara laughed at how wet I was.

I begged. He slid it in, slow soft strokes, like he was treating his little princess. He kept going, I held my swollen nipples, pressing hard on them. “Ha… Harder” I stuttered. He went in with heavier thrust slow and hard. His laps colliding with my cheeks, every stroke made me gasp, he wrapped his hand on my neck like he owned me, then tighten his hand, as he gave faster strokes. I felt his cock pushing my walls and rubbing my clit faster and harder. I raised my hips, making my pussy tighter, increasing the friction between his cock and my walls. His cock came out and I held it, shoved it back in me and he smiled “There, there my slut” he said.

He groaned aloud as I pulled it tight, circling it snugly around his hard tip, then rolling it down like a condom. Father Canaan gasped as the beads rolled down to the base of his cock. "I want you as hard as you can be," I whispered, leaning forward to drink the drops of holy water that slid down his balls. Father Canaan thrust upward toward my mouth and his hand found his cock. He began to stroke and I smiled mischievously. "Isn’t masturbation a sin?" I asked slyly. ‘You’re a temptress,’ he replied in his own defense. He squeezed his cock as I sucked one of his balls into my mouth.

Brutus groaned through the gag, hips jerking involuntarily. While I sucked my husband, two of the men began working on him. They cut his shirt open, exposing his chest. One attached tight nipple clamps to Brutus’s flat nipples, making him jerk and whimper. Another wrapped a thick leather cock ring around the base of his shaft, trapping the blood, making him even harder. “Look at that,” one laughed. “The cuck is leaking down his wife’s throat.”

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

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