Novel & Cerita Erotic Clinic

She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him. An hour later, we were stepping inside the Roses and Thorns. An exclusive erotic club for the selective members. Because of how early we were it was mostly empty, and because of Ephraim— as the club belonged to Antonio Rossi, we got every employee catering to us. Even though the usual time for the guests to visit the club was late in the night, I could still see some of the rooms were occupied.

‘Did I really let that THING enter me in the past? I must be a superhero. “Don’t worry,” Eric reassured. “You ate my d*ck quite fine before. You’d survive.” Is that a way to comfort me? Either way, I don’t want to stop in the middle. So, I nodded my head and said, “D-Do it.” Eric frowned and cursed undertone. He brushed his hair upwards and whispered, “Damn. You’re an aphrodisiac to me. Sh*t.” Eric rubbed his glans, touching my entrance. Then he began to push the tip of his glans carefully.

He circled the sensitive bud with clinical precision, applying enough pressure to make my hips twitch. A soft whimper escaped me and Dr. Kane glanced up, his gray eyes dark with something far from professional. “You have a very responsive clitoris,” he observed. “Let’s check internal response now.” Without further warning, he pushed two long fingers deep inside my soaked cunt making me moan loudly, my walls clenching instinctively around the intrusion. He curled them expertly, stroking that sensitive spot on my front wall while his thumb continued slow, firm circles on my clit.

Rico’s tongue flicked my swollen clit while Jax licked broad stripes up my entrance, tasting me, drinking me in, I was lost in the wet heat of their mouths. “Oh god… yes…” I cried out, my hips rolling against their faces. They worshipped my pussy like it was the only thing that mattered. Jax sucked my clit hard, his stubble scraping my sensitive thighs. I felt Rico curl his fingers inside me, hitting that perfect spot over and over again while kissing my inner thighs. I came hard, thighs shaking, flooding their mouths with my release. They didn’t stop. They licked me through every pulse, gentle and hungry, until I was a trembling mess.

“Yeah… It’s enjoyable, tickling, stimulating and it’ll really fling me to the shore of my climax. Erito… Oh, Erito… Why are you so capable in flinging and casting me to the shore of my climax? Oh, Erito…” Eriwan also increased the speed of his shaking and pumping. Meanwhile, Erito also raised up the speed level of his jerking. This time he didn’t twist his elder brother’s twin marbles anymore. He went on jerking and jerking his elder brother’s manhood device from behind. Eriwan began to close his eyes firmly. He knew the climax of his game was about to come soon. He began to bellow and hiss again, “Oh, Erito… I think mine will come first…” bellowed Eriwan at the peak of his climax. His body

One requires a membership card to be here, our clients consist of seventy-five percent men and thirty-five percent women. We offer a number of services, surrogacy and sperm donations included but the most popular ones are the strippers, alcohol and sex. Most people simply come to watch and at first, I used to wonder what kind of sick minded person would want to watch other people fuck, it disgusted me down to the bone but after watching it for so long, I got over it.

His pace turned feral, powerful strokes that bottomed out with every snap of his hips, the head of his cock hammering that sweet spot inside me over and over. Pleasure spiked sharp and hot through my core, building fast. My clit throbbed untouched, swollen and desperate, but the angle had me grinding against nothing. Eric reached around, his large hand sliding down my stomach until his fingers found my clit. He rubbed tight, rough circles in time with his thrusts, never missing a beat. “That’s it, baby. Squeeze my cock just like that. So fucking wet for me.” I moaned shamelessly, the sound bouncing around the steamy enclosure. My walls fluttered and pulsed around him, milking his length as h

A third hand stroked at her clit. Eric released her breast from his mouth and slid down to watch the action between her thighs. “Make her come, Jace. She’s close. Look how swollen she is.” “Don’t talk, Sticks.” “Sorry.” She felt Eric’s warm breath against her mound and then his tongue flicked over her clit, joining the fingers still stroking it. She’d never felt anything like it—fingers and lips and tongues. Here. There. She rocked her hips impatiently, mewing in the back of her throat.

“Miriam thinks that men and women should discuss their hidden fantasies and act them out, to understand what it is the other person needs out of a healthy sexual relationship. She has a clinic set up just outside of Paris where she takes couples and helps them fulfill their desires, whether it is positional inhibitions, or a fantasy about same-sex relationships or multiple partners, even desires for different eras, or famous people. She says there are rooms set up for specific fantasies like medieval, sci-fi, even a barn’s hayloft. She claims it is all to help her clients address their fears and hang-ups. “She screens every applicant thoroughly to make certain they are disease free, and dema

This feeling is… strange, uncomfortable and frustrating to death. “That's enough! I cried because I was embarrassed more than anything. Don't cry anymore." The sound of his voice filled the room, and the girl was motionless, clearly frightened. Eric sighed. “Here, this will help.” Eric put a small amount of lubricant on his finger and gently squeezed her clitoris between his thumb and index finger. She shivered, stunned by the touch, and he knew she was silently signaling him to let go of her sensitive flesh, but of course he wouldn't. “I'm fine, Kitten. It'll be fine," he reassured her gently and began to rub her wet center. He's very skillful, that's why, always careful not to rub too hard