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He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

They both feel an undeniable attraction towards each other from the moment they've met and they quickly give in to their desires but what will happen when young girls start to get missing and found dead in the woods and HE becomes a suspect? Dear shy, sexy professor A Forbidden love story between Professor Alexander Morero, a 35 years old teacher who teaches Italian language & History at Bedrock university, LA, California and his new student, 20 year old, Jessica Hudson. *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#* Bonus story: My boyfriend's uncle Introduction: He knew he was in trouble. She was the girlfriend of his nephew, and she was off-limits. But he couldn't help the way he felt when he was

I cry out loudly but the next one hits me hard again and cuts off my scream. The next hits get harder and faster and leave stinging pains behind. A few tears start falling down my face as I realise Master has gone over 20 and is still going. The pain starts to become unbearable as a sob leaves my lips and I think about safewording. "Red!" I shout as my body shakes violently and my vision is blurred with tears. I sob again as I hear the whip hit the floor and feel Master quickly untie me. "I'm so sorry slave I didn't- I couldn't stop myself," he says as he gets the chain down and turns me around to look at my face. He wipes my tears away and kisses my lips gently.

On the laptop Christian was still pounding Anastasia into the mattress, her cries matching the wet squelch of my own fingers A sharp ping cut through the moment. I groaned in frustration, pulling my soaked fingers free and grabbing my phone. Zane’s name lit up the screen. I tapped the message and a photo filled it...his hard cock, flushed and veined, the pink head glistening with a fat bead of precum that trailed down the shaft. My pussy clenched hard at the sight. Below the image his text read: “He misses his hot, sexy girl" I typed back with one hand while the other slipped back into my panties, two fingers pushing straight into my soaked pussy.

Just as she was about to reach her climax, the room went quiet. No more moans. No more growls. Just the soft murmur of voices that was too low to catch, followed by total silence. Madeline lay there trembling. Her fingers were still between her thighs. She wasn't happy. Caleb had set her on fire and left her to burn. He literally dragged her to the edge and left her hanging, panting like some desperate slut in heat. Gosh, she hated it. Hated him. Hated how wet she still was.

They hadn’t had to live through my disgrace. I recalled the hurt in Katreya’s eyes as she spat her hate at me, jabbing a finger toward the laptop that had finally seen me exposed. She’d been pointing at a full-screen camera shot of one of Grace’s best friends with her legs spread wide and a thick dildo stretching her open, gazing up at the camera like a whore. She had the word slut scrawled above her pussy in marker pen, which was another piece of damning evidence. Katreya recognized my handwriting from a mile away. That’s what twenty-six years of marriage does for you. She knew me inside out. Or so she thought… Funny how such a great therapist as her couldn’t see the madness in her own husb

The anger was still burning hot in my chest when I got behind the wheel. Adrian my now-ex—had been blowing up my phone for two straight days with the same pathetic script: “I’m sorry babe,” “It was a one-time thing,” “She doesn’t mean anything.” Every notification felt like gasoline on the fire. I’d caught him fucking my step-sister on our couch forty-eight hours ago, and instead of screaming, I’d just walked out silently, but the silence was eating me alive now.

"Ah, to seduce me with sex, huh? ... Hm... Let's see if you are any good, Ah." The low husky voice said. Wirata lifted a corner of the mouth, her hand was stroking the thick and long shaft then swipe the fingers around its wet head. Pushed back the shyness that made her cheeks heat up. Stefan groaned in his throat. "Don't forget your words. Everything you have said. One day, it will kill you softly but deadly." The sweet voice whispered with the hand moving along his thick shaft, playing with its smooth skin and wet tip. Stefan groaned, his body tensed, his hips were thrusting up, moving with her hand.

After much painful contemplation, Howard suddenly made a decision he would regret for the rest of his life. "Why are you crying?" Howard suddenly shouted fiercely at Nadia. He continued, "A woman who has been with so many men should consider it an honor to be sold to Serelia. You still think you deserve to cry?" In the video, Nadia's face, which had initially shown joy upon seeing Howard, was slowly breaking apart. Following that was an expression of disbelief and fear. "Howard, have you gone mad?" Their initial acquaintance was due to the hardships she faced in the past.

Lying in my bed after a relaxing shower, I reflect on the amazing night I had. It was a delightful experience and I would do it all over again. That stranger took me to ecstasy. His touches, kisses and hands were divine. Every detail still makes me shiver, and my intimacy burns with desire for more of that stranger whose number I didn't have the courage to ask. The hot night was so much better than any experience I've ever had with my ex. Now I realize that all I needed was the right partner and the courage to try. Casual sex can be amazing and exciting and delicious, and I want more. I ended up falling asleep while reliving the moments of pleasure in my mind. When I wake up, I decide to tak