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THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. "Are you surprised?” I gulp, resting my gaze to land on her thick hard cock. It's so... big. "Lessy," She drawls, her voice pulling me from my open gawking to look up at her.

It wasn’t hard to do when his dominant vibes were clogging the air and quashing her own, impressing her wolf. --- As Dominic felt the defiance leave her body and watched her go slightly slack in his hold, he groaned. There was nothing sexier to him or his wolf than Natalie submitting to him. “Tell me who,” he repeated. “You,” she finally replied in a moan as he thrust his fingers deeper. “That’s my good girl. One day, I’m going to fuck you in front of the guys so they can see what a good girl you are for me.” “No way,” she moaned, and he smiled.

The red heels made her legs look longer and more dangerous. Elara climbed onto the bed slowly. She straddled his waist, her heels digging into the mattress on either side of his hips. “If I do this, you don’t get to touch me. You don’t get to control anything. Understand?” Dante nodded. “I understand. I want you in control.” She moved back until she knelt between his spread legs. Her red stiletto hovered over his cock again. The sharp heel pointed directly at the soft shaft. “Tell me if it’s too much,” she said, voice shaking.

“No. We have an open relationship.” I dried my hands, and as I turned to leave, she said, “Richard and I clashed because of sex.” She had me now. Curiosity got the better of me. Bolman had said he was available. “Is he gay?” “No, I’m a dominant. So is he.” I felt the question written all over my face. “Dominant?” “I’m a dominatrix by profession,” she said. “You are?” My mind raced. Whitney and Richard were both dominant?

Dominique was struck by an impression; Jeannette was striving to be a perfect fuck, the sexual partner that Robert would remember forever. "Robert, try that ass out, see how she does with that." Dominique said. Jeannette's smile actually widened as she bowed her back. Robert pulled out of her cunt, and then slammed himself into her ass with none of the tenderness he had shown going into her cunt. Jeannette had the air forced out of her as he slammed himself deeply into her ass. She pushed back and a low moan escaped her throat.

The chains had eaten deep into my hands since it was a silver chain, but music called mate never cared about my pain but rather cared more about satisfying himself. “Fuck!” He screamed out as he released inside of me again. At this point, I felt myself losing strength. Not today again. Whenever he took me, he never let go until I passed out. Occasionally I wake up to see him taking me hard. He was more than a sex maniac. I've never seen someone who is sex hungry as him. A sex monster is what he should be called. He took me two more rounds before he collapsed beside me on the bed. At this point, I could hardly see. This was because I didn't get the opportunity of eating before he began. I cou

She was unzipping his pants, and he could only moan in slow, deep longing. And he knew: he was hers. She had him, a fly in a web happily rolled in dangerous silk. Domination. That was her game. She and Kade were so alike… and so fucking good at what they did. “Tell me to get off, if you want me to…” Christina murmured in his ear. “Just tell me.” He shouldn’t do this. He knew he shouldn’t. This was so wrong, this woman who had killed his friend’s parents. Beyond betrayal. Beyond stupidity.

XXX Madonna Saint Elise POV “I need sleep, woman,” Joemar says, eyes closed and grinning against the pillow under his head. Straddling his firm bounce-a-quarter-off ass, I bend forward, this time to lick his shoulder blade and then kiss the divot he’s created by having his arms bent to support his head. “Come on. One more time.” When that doesn’t rouse him, I rub my bare body shamelessly against him. I mean, it wouldn’t be hard to orgasm with him between my legs.

“Because of you, I have trauma-induced erectile dysfunction… and no other woman can make my cock hard enough to fuck. Only you. My body only craves you.” I felt even more uncomfortable, my skin prickling with revulsion as he kept talking, still rubbing his nose against mine possessively. “What the hell are you on about?” I asked, unable to control my anger and confusion anymore. “That doesn’t even make any fucking sense.” Dominic froze, and he finally released my face and stepped back, looking almost broken. “I knew it would sound stupid and impossible, but it’s true. I have been fighting this curse. I don’t know when it started, but it did. I...I can’t have sex with any other woman. It’s li

Though he was supposed to be in pain, Ken expertly took off his remaining clothes in seconds before he lay back on the bed, naked. I rode him well. I rode him hard and fast as he cursed and moaned my name over and over again. I didn’t let him get on top, not once since I was adamant that he would open up his stitches if he got on top and lost control. Ken finally gave up trying and ended up coming harder than ever. Eyes wide before smiling like a fool. Right, that was a yes on me connecting with my dominant side. “Damn it, Em! That was...fuck! I can’t even... Shit, seeing and feeling you take control is so god damn sexy, Barbie.” I helped him discard the condom and clean both of us before la