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“Fuck, you’re dripping, you dirty whore. You love this, don’t you? Being used like a cheap fuck toy.” Rosemary moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. “Yes, sir. I love it. I’m your dirty little fuck toy.” Tails plunged two fingers inside her, fucking her hard and fast. “That’s right, take it like a good little slut. Milk my fingers with your greedy cunt.” Rosemary cried out, her muscles contracting around his fingers as she came hard, her juices coating his hand. Tails pulled his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth and sucking them clean.

“You want your dad to hear what a dirty little virgin you are? You want him to know how good you’re taking my cock?” He flipped me again, threw my legs over his shoulders and drove even deeper. The new angle made me see stars. His cock hit places I didn’t know existed. He kissed me to muffle my screams while his hand kept smacking my ass red. “Ryan… oh fuck… I’m coming… I’m coming on your cock!” I came so hard my whole body convulsed, pussy clamping around him, a little squirt mixing with the blood on his cock. Ryan groaned deep, thrusts turning erratic.

Like a poorly designed façade, it eventually cracks. She checked her iPhone again. Nothing from James yet. Their online exchanges had been explicit from the start -- no pretending, no shame. She'd watched him stroke himself while she spread her legs for the camera. They'd told each other exactly what they wanted, in crude detail that would make most people blush. She'd described how she liked to be fucked, positions she'd never shared with anyone else. He'd confessed fantasies his wife would have been horrified by. Sometimes the dirtiest things were the most honest.

The wet sound of him fucking me fills the room and mixes with my moans and the creak of the bed frame. Cole moves to the other side of the bed and feeds me his cock across the mattress. I take him deep while Daniel pounds me from behind and I’m stuffed from both ends. Rhett stands beside me and spits on my back. The warmth drips down my spine and Daniel’s hand smears it across my skin while he fucks me. It’s so filthy that it makes my pussy clench. “She got tighter when I did that,” Rhett observes in that low, flat voice. “She likes being degraded while she gets fucked.”

I wanted him to fuck me absolutely silly. ”You're so fucking hot when you scream like that,” he muttered, his large hands gripping my hips to keep me in place as he fucked my ass hard, each thrust sending me into another dimension. ‎“Milking my cock like a whore," he rasped. ‎I moaned loudly at his words, the dirty talk making my pussy completely flood with moisture. "Fuck me harder… I'll be your dirty little slut…put your big cock into any hole you want!" ‎We were a total sweaty mess as the sounds of our lovemaking filled the quiet room. He raised one of my legs up over the couch arm, the brutal new angle let him grind even deeper, hitting spots that made stars burst behind my eyes.

Aiden took a few photos, then came over, bringing them up on the screen. “I like the third one,” I said. “I look constipated in the last one.” Conor snorted. “Okay, we’ll use the third one.” He passed me Milka, then plugged the camera into the laptop and copied the picture into another folder. Then he brought up the browser, went to F******k, and headed to the Dirty J. fan page. Whoa. So, he wasn’t joking about the questions. They had hundreds of notifications and messages, and it looked like they were all asking about Milka.

I hung up and set the phone down, my hands still trembling from everything crashing together at once. The money he was offering the filthy journal the way my pussy would not stop aching. Professor Voss leaned in closer again, his body heat reaching me as he picked up the journal and held it out to me. “We are not done Riley. Open it to page twenty three. The one where I describe edging a shy girl until she is dripping down her thighs 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.”

"And I'm not being kinky. I just want it to be... nice." "Lex, you’ve literally got 'Get the cunt waxed' written in glitter pen," Ava chirped in, pointing at the spot I'd buried my notepad. Jenna let out a dramatic sigh as she nodded at Ava. "She's been acting like a prude for years, but clearly, those romance novels she reads have finally rotted her brain in the best way possible. Is he going to pin her to the wall? Is there going to be a lot of dirty talk?"

“You wanted me to lose my fucking mind until I couldn’t take it anymore. Until I had my fat cock buried all the way inside you. That’s what you wanted, huh?” He’s so vulgar, so crass, and I shouldn’t like it but my body does. I moan as a rush of wetness coats his penis and he feels it, a pained grin settling on his lips. “My dirty little Abigail,” he murmurs. “Seducing your uncle until he’s scrambling to get his cock out and up this tight cunt.” A particularly harsh thrust follows those words and I wail into my hand which is now filled with bite marks. “Hell knows if I knew I had a niece with a pussy this tight, I’d have hopped on the first flight and come down here the second I divorced my

“I’m the boss’s late-night whore… the one who begs to get her pussy destroyed instead of working… the slut who wants to be left leaking and used…” He kept her right on the edge for what felt like forever, slowing just enough when she got close, then slamming hard again the second she calmed. Her body shook. Sweat slicked her skin. The clock crawled past midnight, then one, then two. He moved her again, this time onto the floor on all fours. He knelt behind her, grabbed a fistful of hair, and drove back in deep. The new angle made her cry out high and raw. He pounded her without mercy, hips snapping fast, the sound filthy and wet.