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“Why don’t you loosen her up a little?” Daniel grins, reaching out to touch my lips. I open my mouth automatically, sucking his fingers in, and watch his green eyes darken as I swirl my tongue over him. Slowly, he draws them back out again, and trails them down my body; between my breasts, over the curve of my stomach, and then between my legs. I close my eyes as he starts playing with me, gently at first. His fingertips stroke up and down my slit, parting the soft lips, tracing over my hood. I watch his face, dark and intent, a hint of flush over his cheekbones, and feel myself getting hot all over. Behind me, Cole keeps rubbing around my asshole with lubed-up fingers, making me tremble. Ri

I eased my pace, my hand now gliding teasingly up and down his shaft but barely gripping enough to keep him right on the edge. “What do you want to hear?” I asked, trying to sound playful even though my own body was screaming for release. “Tell me what you’re doing to yourself,” he demanded, his eyes locked on mine in the dim light. “Describe it. Every detail.” I hesitated for a second, but the thrill of his words pushed me forward. “I’m touching my clit,” I whispered, rubbing faster under my pants. “It’s swollen and sensitive. Thinking about you makes me ache.”

The way her breath had caught when I touched her last week, the soft swell of her mound under my gloved fingers, the faint sheen of arousal I’d seen between her thighs when she thought I wasn’t looking. I leaned against the wall in the private room, unzipped my jeans, and pulled myself out. Thick and already leaking. The head flushed dark, a bead of precum sliding down the underside. I wrapped my fist around the base and stroked once—slow, deliberate—picturing her on my table again. Soft curves. Full tits straining against her bra. That delicate flush creeping up her neck when I’d said her skin took the lines beautifully. I remembered the others: Claire, married ten years, wedding band flash

She used the plushness of her lips and the steady, rhythmic lap of her tongue to target my clit with an agonizingly perfect pressure. The contrast was maddening. Her small, delicate hands reached up to cup my heavy breasts, gently squeezing them as she sucked and licked below. With every squeeze, I could feel my milk letting down, dripping onto her fingers and down my own stomach, lubricating the entire encounter in a slick, sweet mess. The buildup was intense, fueled by the sheer taboo of what we were doing in the house I shared with my husband. I looked down at the top of Debra's head, watching her red-dyed curls bounce slightly with the movement of her jaw.

“Such perfect fucking tits. Been dreaming about these for years.” Lucas moved in front, dropping to his knees. He spread my thighs wider, replacing Jax’s fingers with his tongue. He licked long and slow from my entrance up to my clit, then sucked the swollen nub into his mouth, flicking it relentlessly while Victor kept devouring my mouth and Jax ground against my ass, his fingers now teasing my tight little hole. I was shaking, moaning, completely surrounded by them. Four sets of hands, four hungry mouths, cocks hard and straining against their pants. My mind spun, this was wrong, so fucking wrong — but my body was on fire, pussy dripping down my thighs as they worked me over.

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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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“You want our cum, don’t you? Want us to breed you like a cheap whore?” I nodded frantically, tears streaming, my body trembling on the edge of orgasm. Tyler took over my mouth while Kai moved to my ass. He spat generously on my tight hole, working one finger in, then two, stretching me open. “Not yet,” Kai warned when I whimpered. “But soon. We’re going to ruin every hole tonight.” The double penetration in my pussy grew faster and more brutal. Leo and Marcus were groaning and grunting like animals, their cocks sliding together inside me, making wet, obscene sounds.

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