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"Your mother wrote that both you and Emily admitted to masturbating a whole lot. Just how often are we talking about here?" "I do it all the time," Emily blurted out, causing everyone to turn towards her. The blush on her cheeks returned, but she continued. "When no one can see me, I... I touch my pussy during classes. Sometimes, I can keep a hand between my legs for a whole period, cumming several times and still looking like I'm interested in the lecture," she said with a giggle. "Then, back at home, I pretty much stay in my room and finger myself constantly. Especially on weekdays, when I can sneak in a good hour or two before dinner, and then three or four hours before I fall asleep." Sh

he said, reaching out his hand to Emily, then quickly dancing his nimble fingers across the laptop keyboard. Within less than five minutes, the website, which was normally restricted to the public, became accessible to Rayden. "Voila ... here you go!" he said, sliding the laptop toward Russel and Emily. "Your boyfriend's pretty good too, Em—" Russel praised, then began exploring the options on the adult content website. Russel then selected the 'Hard Core Playdom' option, a click that opened hundreds of videos with covers that made Emily gasp and cover her mouth with her hand.

All I could think about was Emily. I think back to the earlier hours of the day. The sounds of her moans as she had pleasured herself. The sweet scent of her underwear. Most of all, her body that dripped wet while she had her bathe. I logged out of my I*******m account and dimmed the brightness of my phone. I then went to my internet browser. I typed Pornhub in and clicked on the first pop up that came up. I scrolled down watching the adverts of pornstars marketing their new videos.

“As always, you look exquisite, dear. I’m so glad you were able to make it tonight. Emilia just got home, she’s excited to see you.” Emilia McIntyre, Phoenix’s youngest sister. She was based in Paris and just came home to celebrate the success of her debut art exhibit. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world, Mrs. McIntyre. I missed Emilia, I can't wait to see her.” Brooke smiled brightly at the former newscaster. “Come, they are in the dining room already. Your father is waiting for you, Nic.” Therese went ahead of them. She’s already in her seventies but she looked younger than her age. She wore an elegant black dress and her graying hair was pulled into a low bun.

Emily was confident that the king alpha would expel me or give me a punishment worse than death after seeing that video where I was ridiculed, she really believed she could get away with it and there was nothing I could do, that video had been sent to various people, there was no way to erase it. 'Who made this video?' The King Alpha questioned as soon as we closed the door to the room, his piercing eyes fixed on Emily and Asher, who stood in front of the large wooden desk. 'I did!' Emily declared firmly, her tone dripping with disdain. 'You should thank me, actually. This video proves that Eleanor is nothing but a slut, unworthy of being part of your personal harem. She had her intimate pho

Every movement made Elias’s cock throb harder. Elias couldn’t stop the sounds pouring out of him. “Ahh…! Mmmh—! It feels… it feels so good… fuck!” His hips started moving on their own, grinding down against the mattress, then pushing back against Damien’s mouth. Shame burned hot in his chest, but the pleasure was stronger. He could feel himself getting closer embarrassingly fast. *This is so fucked up. He’s my stepbrother. He blackmailed me. He fucked me raw yesterday. And now he’s eating my ass like it’s breakfast.*

Before I could protest the emptiness, he slammed three thick fingers into my weeping hole. Curling them brutally against my walls while his thumb ground down on my swollen clit. “Lila Desire, you filthy cam whore. Your tight hole is clenching for my cock now. I’ll brutalize it and flood your womb with cum until you black out squirting.” He fingered me harder, scissorsing wide to stretch me. Obscenities poured from his lips, filthier than his streams. “Imagine my cock choking your throat, cum dripping down your chin while I rail this greedy cunt.”

the line dropped. I picked up my phone. Pornhub or cadehub? Or Amaye? I wasn’t thinking straight. I wanted to be comforted, or I wanted a release. A hand was still on my nipples. I was feeling the wetness in my panties and the anger swell in my belly. What do I do? I scrolled and scrolled with no direction in particular. I stopped at a name. I sent a text.

“I do… ahhh… fuckkk… I’m such a dirty whore for you. Mark thinks I’m a good girl. He has no idea I’m out here taking real cock in the ocean.” Jake carried her further up the beach as the waves pushed them, laying her on a towel they’d grabbed. He spread her legs wide and slammed back inside missionary, the sand shifting under them. Passionate, desperate fucking. “Play with your clit while I wreck you,” he ordered, pounding steadily. “I want to feel you cum all over this cock.” “Ahhh… yes… fuckkk… you’re so deep!” Emily’s fingers flew over her swollen clit. Her pussy clenching. “Gonna cum already… don’t stop thrusting… ahh fuck I’m cumming!”

She said, "Don't worry about it. Look all you want. It's not like I'm going to lose anything." She really didn't care. She was showing off her smooth legs right in front of me and letting me stare all I wanted. I smiled back and said, "You're really something. Those are the prettiest legs I've ever seen." And just like that, we started chatting back and forth. It turned out that her name was Lauren Ward. She had a boyfriend, but he could never satisfy her. Every time they were together, he would be done after just a few moments. The more frustrated Lauren became, the more she craved release, so she started using toys to take care of herself.