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He positioned the wide head of his cock at my entrance and drove home with a single, brutal thrust. I let out a broken, high pitched sob. He was opening me up, claiming parts of me that had stayed dormant for years. He began to hammer into me from behind, his pace erratic and violent.My pussy cream was coated on his cock, the friction of our bodies creating a slick, messy sound that echoed through the kitchen. He leaned over my back, his chest crushing mine against the stone, his sweat dripping onto my spine. "Look at yourself," he whispered, forcing my face toward the reflection in the dark oven glass. "See how much you needed this."

The room echoed with skin slapping, moans, and filthy words. “Fuck your stepdaughter harder,” Sarah urged him while fingering me. “Fill that tight pussy.” Jake finally lost control. He had me on my back, legs over his shoulders in a mating press. Sarah sat on my face as he pounded me mercilessly. The angle hit so deep I saw stars. I licked Sarah frantically while my stepbrother destroyed my cunt. “I’m gonna cum inside you,” Jake warned, thrusting faster. “Do it,” I moaned into Sarah’s pussy. “Cum in your stepsister!”

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Some are standing, others bent over, some completely restrained, legs spread and chained to the walls, their asses on full display. Above each slot is a photo of their face and handles for leverage. “Someone’s excited,” Camden murmurs, voice laced with amusement. I glance down, seeing my rock-hard cock bobbing against my stomach. Camden’s gaze locks on it, his hand drifting down to stroke his own length. “I know we said no sex between us,” he muses, voice dark with promise, “but fuck—watching you lose yourself in this? That’s hot as hell.” I bite my lip, indecisive, then reach out and stroke his cock, watching it twitch under my touch.

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