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Then a smug little feline smile curved her lips and Annalise started to ride him, sliding her hands up her torso, over her breasts, before she laced her fingers behind her head, her lashes drifting down. Lance had never seen a sight so lovely, so erotic in his life. His heart squeezed in his chest, then seemed to expand as he arched his hips up, pushing harder and harder into her silken sheath, his cock pounding, throbbing, harder than he had ever been in his life.

she said as she pushed my beard deeper into her pússy, I took a slow lick of her pússy from her clít down to her other slít. Her legs quivered around me, “You do anal too?” she whispered, her eyes glinting. I couldn't help it, my côck began to rise again at the idea of doing anal, I imagined what it would be like taking her from behind, mycock meeting her ass with each thrust. I did a trick with my tongue and hands, and she was squirting all over my lips, watching her I was mesmerized all over again. With her insides still dripping, she sat up, her juices making a mess on my body as she slid over me.

She gives me a small, wicked smile before lowering her head back down to her paper. The butt plug was Christine’s idea. Even though it feels like we’ve been growing apart lately, we haven’t been growing apart so much that she could resist telling me that she and Eric are having anal sex ‘all the time.’ She was the only person I could think of to go to for advice on how to do it, since Xavier seems determined that I’m not ready it for yet. But I am—or, I could be, anyway.

Later, curled on a rug in front of the fire with cheap red wine, he kisses my shoulder and asks softly, “There’s something I’ve wanted to try with you… if you’re open to it. Something new.” I turn in his arms. “Tell me.” “Anal,” he says gently. “I want to be careful. Slow. Only if you trust me completely.” I bite my lip, a thrill of nerves and excitement mixing. “I do trust you. Completely.” He spends a long time preparing me, lots of lube, gentle fingers circling my tight ring, pressing in millimeter by millimeter while his other hand rubs slow circles over my clit. I moan into a pillow, hips rocking back, guiding his pace with soft words.

“ I ordered giving her one more spank on the ass. Adeline moved with circular movements, while the self buried her face more and more between her buttocks. A finger was inserted into her anus, preparing her. I kissed, licked and explored her entire anus, leaving her ready to receive me. “ I want that ass on my dick... “ I spat on her anus and put another finger, preparing her. Adeline just moaned, pleading for more and no longer resisted the pleasure when she felt her anus being invaded, leaving her at the height of pleasure. “ I love you so much, Adeline... “ I whispered in her ear, penetrating her little by little, letting her get used to it. She moaned, giving my penis more and more insid

With a soft but unrelenting persistence, the tip of Etta's finger eased just inside the servant girl's anal ring. Zia flinched, shifted position on the bed, and sensuously rolled her hips upward. Etta's finger dipped into that hot little shitter to the first knuckle. From there, a gentle push was all it took to sink the digit in to the hilt. She wriggled the embedded finger, drawing another moan from the unconscious girl. Etta grinned, wondering what lurid dreams now ran in Zia's mind, coinciding with the stimulation of her anus. She pulled back her finger and doubled the pleasure, sinking both her middle and index digits to the hilt in Zia's sweltering anal fuck tunnel. The muscles in the g

She merely chuckled in response, rich and knowing. "Then you've clearly misinterpreted the dear thing's wholesome intentions, I fear," Lilly sighed dramatically. "Because from my literary trainspotter's perch, connecting on such an exalted cerebral plane appears to be foreplay in full swing for your enigmatic young ghostwriter." Once more, the memory of Chris's intense stare and resonating timbre rising in fervent defense of feminine perspectives enshrined through erotic literature crashed over me unbidden. The memory sparked an unexpected frisson low in my abdomen - one that spoke of anything but sanitized literary discourse.

Incredibly detailed. The kind of detail that makes me pause. The kind of detail that tells me they’ve done this before, not casually, not for fun, but with care, structure, and deliberate intention. I scroll to the beginning of the list. The first section is Anal, with subcategories I wasn’t expecting: fingers, toys, penetration, rimming. I stare at the list for a moment, then start slowly.

With a teasing flick of his tongue, he caressed her nipple before enveloping it completely in his mouth, sending waves of unexpected pleasure coursing through her body. "No, we are not," Ana protested firmly, her voice tinged with arousal as she felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment. With a hint of defiance, she warned, "Move right now, or I'll slap you." Her breath hitched as she found herself in a tantalizingly erotic predicament, her t-shirt folded to her neck while he continued to lavish attention on her breast. Ana though earlier pushed him with her might, now she could feel a strength slowly waning. Her body ignited with an insatiable longing, yearning for more of his intimate cares

" Tears pricked my eyes, but I rocked back, wanting it. When he was fully seated, balls against my pussy, he paused, letting me adjust. Then, slow thrusts, building to a steady rhythm. The fullness was overwhelming, pressure hitting new nerves. His hand snaked under, rubbing my clit. "Oh shit, it feels... good." I pushed back, meeting him. He fucked my ass harder, the slap of skin louder now. "Yes, a bit faster please. Make it yours." He growled, pounding relentlessly. "I'm gonna cum in your ass, mark every part of you." His fingers sped on my clit, and I came again, anal orgasm ripping through me, body convulsing. He buried deep, flooding my bowels with another load, hot and claiming.