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She managed to take off his shirt, while he worked hard to suck her nipples. The woman's nails were long, and slid easily down Ramirez's back. She looked at me as she nibbled on her lower lip, before moistening them with the tip of her tongue. Well, at least she deceived better by pretending she liked that shit. And that gesture made me feel a strange pressure in the groin area. Of course I wouldn't be stupid to want to participate in that thing. It is known how many diseases could be transmitted before actual penetration. But looking was still good.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

‘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 did not even know what question he wanted to ask, but he only knew that his ego was too huge to accommodate failure, even in bed. Frema felt her legs begin to shake when he inserted two fingers at once and began to pump them in and out of her. She went slower on his cock, pulling the monster out of her lips only to wrap same lips around the tip which was leaking with so much precum. Eron knew she was holding back so he dipped his tongue even deeper and bent his fingers in her, causing her to pull her mouth off his cock, temporarily distracted. When she placed her mouth back on his cock again, she was merciless, taking the huge impaler into her mouth fully and gagging on it dutifully.

The tip of my toes tingled and I shut my eyes, a moan escaping from my lips as I rubbed my clit more harder and faster. But all these was not enough to bring me over the edge. Frustrated, I pinched my nipple harder and rubbed my clit faster, allowing my thoughts to wander. Small moans mixed with the slippery sound of my fingers against my clit as an erotic image unfolded in my head. My hands held behind me as I was ployed from behind by a familiar figure. A hot guy with ocean eyes that held intensity as he spoke dirty words into my ears... Damien. Shit, I shouldn't be thinking about my fake husband but when I felt myself pushing over the edge, I held onto the image of him fucking me hard fro

As soon as Erika arrived at the mansion, one of the servants led her inside, and after showing her the way to her master's room, he left. By this time, Erika was completely red, her hand was shaking and her skin was sweating. Due to the side effects of having combined different aphrodisiacs. The woman entered the man's room and was not surprised to see him sitting on a leather piece of furniture next to a bed, with his member fully erect in a vigorous manner. Chad, raised his hand and motioned for her to come closer, Erika locked the door, and as Chad had asked her to do, she approached him. The man, smiled at her as he said. -I see you came prepared, I can see the need you have, the carnal

I feel the jolting of his body and peering over my shoulder, I see him fisting himself. I swear I’ve never seen something as erotic as that. The way Dima fists himself while fingering my hole is the best X-rated image I’ve seen so far. Suddenly, he stops and whirls me around, leveling my face with his groin. “I want you to take this as a good girl, rypka.” He mouths, caressing my hair. I smell his musky scent and see my wetness and his precum coated across his crown. More colorless liquid seeps from his tips as he brings his cock closer and slaps it against my cheek.

Imagine his tongue… I slip two fingers inside myself, gasping at the intrusion. It feels good but it’s not enough. I want more. Want him. I fuck myself with my fingers while I rub my clit with my other hand, his shirt pressed to my face, his scent filling my lungs. I imagine him inside me. Imagine how big he’d feel, how he’d stretch me. Imagine him pinning me down and claiming me, making me his. The orgasm builds fast and hard. My hips are moving, riding my own hand, and I’m moaning into his shirt.

"Charlotte, I'm your mother, but I can't help you cover this up. How could you do something like this?" Then she turned and sank to her knees in front of Eleanor. "Your Majesty, my daughter does have a rose birthmark on her waist, exactly as shown in those pictures." She lowered her head further. "I'm ashamed to have raised a daughter who has brought such disgrace on our family. I have no right to beg for leniency. Please choose someone more worthy." She paused, then added in a fake, concerned voice, "I only ask that everyone here keep this quiet. After something like this, how will my poor daughter ever find a husband?"

she said with a chuckle and sia wasn't following "Erin?" "It might sound funny, but I'm not Armando's real wife Sia...this is what's eating me up... I have to pretend to be someone else, to smile and act like everything is okay but sia this isn't me I'm Erin how on earth did I get to pretend to be another man's wife"Erica's voice had fully cracked and sia looked up at her and realized something "Y...you mean...more like an...impostor...but how... Armando see you as his wife"it was too good to be true, Erica seemed happy with Armando, and he had no problem with that,, so why was she a fake