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I don’t think Carrie realized she heard, and with my head between them, she may not have seen the grin. Just knowing that it would make her squirm, I moved my hand up and cupped Carrie’s bust while looking over her shoulder to see what they were reading. It turned out to be some pen and ink drawings of women in erotic poses. Some were nature scenes, others were of two or three people in various states of undress and in the midst of various sex acts. The one on the right page was a woman licking up the base of an erect cock of some unseen man. The woman in the picture was looking up at her man with a gaze of pure lust.

Which builds sexual tensions between us, he asks me to send him sexy videos of myself, and I spam him with my regular videos. He tries hard to explain that it wasn’t the kind of sexy he meant, trying to tell me to make my videos more revealing without actually mentioning he wants me naked or he wants a nude video of myself. I act dumb whenever he mentions that, saying “I want to see more, beneath that” I just change the topic of our discussion, asking him about his day and what he was doing at the moment. It pisses him when I do that, I kept up with that, since I never felt safe doing that with someone I barely know.

I couldn't believe I had just sniffed Amaris' panties, what a rush. I dropped the panties back where they were and began to check the drawer. In it, she had some lotion, fingernails, and a book. In the bottom drawer, that is where the fun begins. She had 3 dildos of various sizes, lube, a vibrator, and a p**n magazine, which caught my attention. I grabbed and opened the magazine and started to flip through it. There was a naked posting for each session, and there was a picture of a girl licking the pussy of another girl. I wonder if this turned Amaris in as much as it did to me.

She cracked me up, both of us laughing like schoolgirls, which was epic, since I hadn’t felt like I could be one in years. “Don’t worry,” I told her. “I’ll make sure we’re well behaved. I’ll hide the marker pens, too.” She reached in her bag, pulling out her laptop and balancing it on her lap. She switched it on and clicked straight into a directory, and she hadn’t been lying with NSFW artwork. Her stuff was fierce, and filthy. The girls were bound like whores being taken by beasts of men, and all of them looked incredible. She was a master at illustration.

I screamed, my vision whiting out, my legs trembling so hard I would have collapsed if he wasn’t holding me up, still fucking me through the incredible, shattering waves. Feeling me clench and pulse around him sent him over the edge. With a final, deep roar, he buried himself to the hilt inside me. I felt his cock jerk, throbbing, and the hot, sudden flood of his cum filling me up, painting my insides. The feeling of his release triggered another, smaller climax for me, my exhausted pussy fluttering weakly around his still-hard length. For a long moment, we stayed like that, bent over the bed, joined, panting, sweating. The room smelled of sex and sweat and us. Slowly, carefully, he pulled o

His whole demeanor is dripping sex, and dude hasn’t even gotten started. “Whoa,” I say. He cocks his head, his hands starting to unbutton his vest. “Tell me your name, pretty.” “Um,” I say, watching as he peels the vest off and swivels his hips. “Don’t you want to tell me?” he coos. Okay, he’s good. “Gabriel.” “Gabriel,” he repeats, and the way he says it almost turns me on. I shake my head and focus.

I panted heavily. He stilled his movements, then looked up to give me a wolfish smile. "No, you don't." Marcello moved my panties aside, plunging two fingers straight inside me, kissing my lips to stop me from crying out. I hadn't had sex in over two years, so I was tight as fuck. He didn't care as he kept moving in and out of me, his thumb stimulating my clit. He was right. How could I hate someone who gave me this kind of pleasure? "Marc… more." I breathed out.

Twice. Her nails dug into his back through his shirt. The table creaked. The city lights flashed behind them. It was filthy. Fast. Raw. The kind of sex you remember for the rest of your life not because it was romantic—but because it ruined you. He fucked her until her voice broke, until her legs shook, until she came gripping his shoulders and sobbing his name. He held her through it. Groaned into her neck. Then pulled out at the last second and came all over her thigh with a low, wrecked sound.

The door soon slide open as we step out of the elevator. I headed towards the direction of Darrell's office but stopped when I sighted a girl adjusting her skirt and shirt.She looked disturbed so she really didn't notice my presence. "That man is really a cold stone, I can't believe after adding the sex pill to his food, he still refused to fuck me.Worst part, he even fired me... He is really horny right now, I should go again.This time, I'm gonna strip in front of him.He definitely won't resist me" she mutters the herself.So this bitch actually tried to seduce my man.