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“Harder—all of you—fuck each other like you mean it—” Diego growled, hips snapping faster—cock pistoning in and out of her sopping cunt, churning the mixed loads into frothy cream that bubbled out with every withdrawal. “You’re gonna make me come again—gonna flood this whore hole—” “Do it,” she hissed. “Fill me while they breed each other.” Jace came first—body seizing, ass clenching around Tyler’s cock as ropes of cum shot across the coffee table. Tyler groaned into his mouth—thrusts turning erratic—then buried deep and unloaded, hot pulses flooding Jace’s guts until white leaked out around his shaft.

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I peeled it off and gently tossed it onto the floor. His eyes diluted with nothing but desire—exactly how I wanted it. I liked how I had that strong effect on him. I traced my fingers over his broad, naked chest, grinding my hips against him. Carson emitted a low moan. He had started feeling it. Same way my pussy had gathered enough wetness. With my eyes fixed on him, I lowered my head and pressed a tender kiss on his chest, then went sideways and flicked my tongue on his nipples. Carson grunted, gripping my ass.

We climbed in and stretched out, champagne flutes in hands and I wondered if life would ever get any better than this. We chatted and drank and played footsie until the bottle was half empty and the water had cooled to the point where we wanted to get out. I dried her with a big, fluffy white towel and she did the same for me, being very gentle around my genitals. I found the experience highly erotic and my penis rose to full strength as she dabbed at my balls and my buttocks. Taking her hand I led her to the bedroom and we kissed before getting onto the bed. 'I want to touch you,' she said, and I rolled onto my back as she knelt over me.

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Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

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The tent felt smaller than it had when we first crawled inside. The air was warm and thick, heavy with the scent of pine, whiskey, and the unmistakable musk of arousal. Emily straddled my lap, completely naked, her soft breasts pressed against my chest as we kissed like we were starving for each other. Her tongue moved against mine with growing hunger, her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer. I could feel the heat of her wet pussy grinding slowly against the hard bulge in my pants, leaving a damp spot on the fabric.