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A never-was, really. “Gross.” Lita flings it into the trash can on her cart, then starts to strip off the bed. “I hope I never have to black light one of these rooms,” she says with a full body shudder. “The whole damn place would be lit up like a Christmas tree.” I scoff. “You're not kidding.” We've been helping each other out lately. Tag teaming our rooms so we get done faster. We can chat, too, and that seems to make the hard and dirty work a little bit easier to bear.

Marcus stared in wonder as Jeremy stuck out his tongue and ran a full, lresssing swirl around his tip, tasting his precum and swallowing. Her jerked as the pressure sent waves of pleasure coursing through his veins, his ass muscles tightening. He reached down and flattened his palms behind Jeremy’s head, urging his head back down. “Go on,” he whispered, his eyes dark and heavy, “I love the way your mouth feels around my cock.” These dirty words aroused Jeremy even more, and he drove the cock into his mouth, until it hit the back of his throat. An even louder groan skipped out of Marcus’s mouth, his eyes rolling backwards. “Fuck, baby. That hit the spot.”

I stripped off my t-shirt, shook my tits and went inside. The lights in Eric's house went off early that night and once again I dressed in my pink babydoll. I unlocked the door at 10 and went to my bedroom and started reading one of my erotic novels. It wasn't long before I heard someone opening the door and closing it, then locking it. I heard the steps on the stairs and then Eric was in my doorway.

Tom’s eyes twinkled “Oh yes, I agree. And what’s this shocking language this evening, Chief? ‘Damn’? ‘Fuck’? I’m scandalised.” Eric laughed lightly. “Well, I think it’s all part of me coming to grips with the realities of my life. I’ve tried to keep everything perfect and in control, but life can be messy and unpredictable. Sometimes you need messy language to go along with it.” Tom laughed, a good hearty one. The waitress brought Eric’s shot, and with a lick of salt on skin, and a suck on a lime, they tossed the smoothly burning Patron back. “To us,” murmured Eric, his eyes drilling into Tom, his lover, his man, his partner. It really felt that way.

The moment the lights came on, the room’s scene left everyone in shock. A short, sharp scream echoed through the room as those closest to the door got a clear view. On the bed, Lila and Ernest were entangled in a compromising position, both drenched in sweat. Ernest clung to Lila, mumbling incoherently, "Baby… baby, you smell so sweet… so soft… I love you…" He continued to mutter obscene words, his movements still ongoing. "God, it’s Lila!" "How could it be her?"

She should forget about her embarrassment. She lifted one leg and slung it over his shoulder as she clung even harder to his neck so that she would not fall. She saw the sudden change in his expression. His eyes seemed to be on fire as he stared at her. Does the man still feel lust even if he is no longer erected? She inadvertently moaned when his hand caressed her raised thigh. The warmth of his palms on her skin was making her feel hot. She didn't expect him to kiss her thigh.

“OH GOD… OH YEAH… Yeah! Give it!” I rammed into her. There, you slut! Her lips were so wet, her insides so slippery, I could easily take a little inch more each time I drove into her. Fuck… this old bitch still has it. Her ex-husband sure is missing out on a lot. I’m taking this sweet, moistened blossom as much as she needs it. SLAMMED. There! I grinned proudly as she screamed into my palm and convulsed like a fucking earthquake. I pulled out and let it all out onto that tattoo ‘ERIC’ on the insides of her left thigh.

I touch her skin, pale and pliant and softer than cash- mere. I kiss her skin, painting her cake-batter complexion vixen red. I don’t know why I left my lipstick on. Maybe so I could leave my lipstick on her. Taryn’s spine curves as my tongue loops hoops around her nipples. My palms shift to her sides, drift to her thighs. I lower my head. She raises her hips. My mouth cruises along her sex, the color of pink champagne and the flavor of pineapple and red velvet cake. I tunnel through her cunt, lust glazing my lips.

Nagsalubong ang mga kilay ni Lucas na agad siyang binigyan ng isang matalim na titig, "No, thank you. She doesn't have to experience that. But you know, we might use that skill of yours in this job." Tumango-tango si Eros habang bahagyang tumatawa, "Oo naman... Good sex can get you almost everything you want. Flirting is a trade, and sex is only dirty when it's done the right way." He winked as he crossed his arms, and smiled as he expressed his interest in the pair's offer, "Pero ano ba ang makukuha ko kapag sumama ako sa inyo?" "Money, obviously..." Alessa responded, "Lots of it."

Heat. White-hot and blinding. Lily felt it from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, and she couldn’t get enough. She bucked her hips forward as Rebel drew her clit into his mouth. His tongue fanned over her, scorching her from the inside out. He’d lit a fire inside her, leaving her helpless with pleasure, and all she could do was enjoy the burn.