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Dirty talk spilled from him in a steady stream—how tight I was, how he’d wanted to fuck me since the pool day, how he bet I’d look perfect stretched around both of them someday. “Condom,” I gasped. “Lube’s in the drawer.” He suited up fast, slicking himself generously. Then he flipped me onto all fours with easy strength, knees spreading my thighs wide. “Gonna fuck you like you need it, kid. Hard and deep. Tap out if it’s too much.”

A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

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He patted on his things. I slide down the last piece of my clothing; my panties which was damo with my own juices. "Come, fill your tightness with my cock and ride me like a good girl." He talked dirty to arouse us more. I took slow steps towards him but before going to him, I opened his drawer in a hope to find a condom. I couldn't repeat the same mistake again. "I don't bring prostitutes here and I haven't had sex for a long time since I broke up with Ishani." He said.

I was already begging him to fuck the hell out of me , he moved down to my laps teasing and kissing up to the middle spot between them . The moment he put his mouth there , I let out a loud moan longing for more , the pleasure was too much but I still wanted more . I set my legs apart anticipating for every stroke he made..he trailed his tongue upward as he pulled my left boobs into his mouth, sucking it so tenderly. "Yea, hmmmmmn" I kept moaning softly. " Please don't stop" I cried out as he did his magic on me. He gave the same treatment to my other boobs ,and came back to my lips, Kissing me like his life depended on it. "Now Ivan now please" I said in a shaky voice , I thought he didn't

I felt a hand pin me to the bed, as the figure kept dipping the dildo in for me. I wanted to resist, yet the figure did it so well—so well that I kept panting instead of asking who the person was. It was dark and I couldn't see, yet I could smell the cologne: thick, good, and it smelled masculine. I kept moaning uncontrollably; getting wet wasn't a choice, it was a fucking action. I couldn't control it; I just kept moaning words out of my throat. Not until the figure couldn't take it any longer.

That's a good sign. As Darren looked down he saw a trickle of creamy fluid leaking from Jules' pussy. "Your cock feels so big, and so hard, Darren," panted Jules. "Slide it into my cunt, but don't cum yet. I want all your cum in my ass, so keep it inside your heavy balls for now. Tell me what a willing whore I am, Darren. I love dirty talk."