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The gem on her collar flared so bright it cast a red glow across Dean’s chest. Lily followed seconds later, her cry muffled against Jenna’s mouth as Alex drove deep into her ass and Dean sucked hard on her clit. Alex came with a guttural groan, flooding Lily’s tight channel with thick, hot spurts. Elena kept licking through every pulse, swallowing the mingled cream that leaked from Jenna’s stretched pussy. They did not stop.

Carle confessed amidst sexy moans that only served to boost his madam's confidence. Layla smiled at his confession. "Then I'm going to make you feel even better, my dear," she said, before wrapping her beautiful, soft lips around the cock's head. Then slowly but teasingly, she began to sink her lips down his length while maintaining a heated gaze with his clearly lustful ones. All those dick-sucking scenes she'd watched weren't for waste after all. Now she could apply what she'd learned so far. Her head was soon bobbing up and down, and Carle eventually tugged at her hair without even asking for permission, salacious sounds and profanities escaping his lips as he began to repeatedly plunge t

After giving up on research, I had every intention of enjoying a romance novel in the library for the rest of the day, but when Xavier came in the library looking for me, I knew from the look on his face that he had other plans. He had reached out his hand requesting to read the page I was on. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I was reading a particularly spicy scene. My flushed face gave everything away. Xavier’s nostrils flared as he finished reading the page I was on. In the book the main characters were fucking on the floor of the library when another male character joined them. They filled two of her holes and plowed into her in the middle of the stacks. “I can smell

Then why did he feel strange? “Is Milord also judging me?” asked Harriet with seductive eyes. Liam turned to her with equally seductive eyes. He took the novel from in front of Harriet and read it, saying, "Right, I'm judging you." The man started turning the book to the back part, looking for lewd scenes elsewhere in the book and finally found something quickly. He ignored Harriet's astonished look and pointed to the scene he had found in the middle of the book. It was a sex scene between the two main characters when the woman was pregnant. The male lead couldn't be too harsh and refused penetration because his partner was pregnant, but Liam who read the scene found the kissing part very ex

“Second, I don’t think the other seaman would appreciate you reading spicy books.” “They might borrow them.” He trailed the tip of his tongue from one nipple to the other. “And third, you don’t have any tentacles, horns or a tail.” She could only grin at his confused look. “I’ve been reading monster smut.” “That’s really a thing?” he asked with a grin thinking that she was bullshitting him. “Yeah.” She grinned back at him. “I was reading some reverse harem for a while and let me say, Bunny is a lucky woman.”

Then she stood. The memory I’d chosen was simple: a twenty-three-year-old fan bent over my desk in the old brownstone while I read her my filthiest unpublished chapter, my free hand working between her legs until she came shaking and then begged to suck me off. Ella mirrored it perfectly, her palms flat on the scarred oak surface, back arched just enough that her wool skirt rode up the backs of her thighs, exposing the lacy edge of her stockings and the barest hint of black garter straps.

I admitted, the words feeling foreign on my tongue. Lila nodded, stepping into the room and closing the door behind her. "That's not surprising," she laughed. "The drink that was offered to you at the club was quite potent. It was hallucinogenic, designed to open your mind to the world of the werewolves." Her words sent a jolt of cold reality through me. Was it all just a hallucination? The heat of Alex's body, the sharpness of his teeth, the way the other man watched us with such hunger? I shook my head, trying to clear the fog from my mind "So none of what I thought happened, did?" I questioned, my voice giving away my embarrassment and relief.

Thankfully, the young man who had approached me was gone. I checked the room, trying to find Lisa, but there were no signs of her. I walked toward the pools, only to find my cousin getting her pussy eaten out by the handsome guy from before, while another guy with blonde tipped dreads had his dick down her throat. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I had to go.

I hung up and put the phone down, my hand still trembling from everything crashing together at once. The money he was offering, the filthy journal, the way my pussy would not stop aching... it was too much. Professor James leaned in closer again, his body heat reaching me as he picked up the journal and held it out to me. "We're not done, Lana. Open it to page twenty-two." "The one where I described edging a shy girl until she's dripping down her thigh and begging for cock. Read it aloud for me slowly. Let me hear every filthy word in your voice and watch how wet it makes you."

“Oh my god… fuck… mmm, yes… that feels so good…” He rose higher, mouth moving to her breasts. He licked one nipple in slow, wet circles, then the other, then spat onto the left peak. Warm saliva ran down the soft curve of her breast. He licked it off slowly, sucked the nipple deep into his mouth until she whimpered, and spat again, coating both nipples until they shone under the library lights. Maya’s head fell back. Soft, broken moans kept spilling out of her without restraint. “Ah… ah… Liam… that feels so dirty… mmm—don’t stop… please…”