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Is it strange that I’m getting turned on by this? As if being able to read my mind, the masseuse presses down on this magical area in the middle of my right buttcheek, slowly teasing me with a circular motion until I’m practically groaning like an animal. “Fuck…” I moan, and the masseuse lets out a low laugh that turns me on even more. It’s sultry and husky in a way that makes me remember just how attractive he is. I still can’t believe I’m getting a message from a man that could have stepped out of The Vampire Diaries. I need to steal another glance at him...

I felt shivering and sighed. “You smell wonderful. I am crazy about your smell.” Eric’s hot breath beat my skin, igniting the flame, and I slightly sighed. He unbuttoned my bra and took it off. He threw it on the floor and fisted my breasts, gently massaging them. His lips went down there, and he took my nipple in his mouth, sucking it gently. He ran his hand through my panties and stroked me through my slit. He groaned loudly, tilting his head back. I felt my body numb and my legs weak to hold me. His mouth went to the other nipple, and he sucked it too, sending me waves of pleasure. I heard him moan lightly, and then he tore my panties and took them off with a sharp movement. He punched me

He began massaging her neck and shoulders then worked over her temples around her eyes and forehead. Derrick then started rubbing the top of her chest above her breasts but underneath the draping. He looked at me and our eyes locked and without words I knew what the look was meant to communicate. I nodded my head slightly and Derrick smiled and then took the draping and folded it down to her waist so that her entire upper body was completely exposed. Lisa was so into the massage at that point that she did not even respond. However, when Derrick took his hands and ran them along her side then pulled upwards cupping her breasts and allowing his hands to slide over her nipples she gasped deeply

It’s not good to argue with Lyon Hastings who maybe was born to make her lose temperament. “Dummy! Of course, I know that. What I’m asking is why are you swimming in this restricted area?” she rephrased her sentence for him to stop trailing the answer. “I delivered the remaining materials for the project. Then I saw the water it’s tempting me so I went to take a dip.” He answered her boringly. Like he’s not really interested talking with her. ‘This guy is really testing my patience.’ Hastings started walking to the shore like a male model of men’s underwear. Isobelle watched him in slow motion. He brushed his wet hair like those in advertisements. Drops of water dripped down his ripped six p

He kissed her breast as the other one massaging by his palm. "My Emerald..." She heard him drawled in between his suck and nibble to her nipple. He kept on doing that alternatively to her breast and she couldn't help to close her eyes and moan with the sweet sensation he was trying to make her feel. He lifted her up on the water and seated her above the tub. He was still on the water standing in front of her when he spread her legs apart and evilly stared at her. He gave her a sexy evil grin when she felt his hand touched her sensitive buds then massage it, up and down. She went crazy when she felt his thumb stroke her clit back and forth so delicuously. She can barely hear her erotic mo

She could see his thumbs brushing the sides of her breast, even near her nipples. He wasn’t groping it or fondling it, but it was super sensual. Especially the way he moves his hands. She watched her chest rising and falling as he worked his way down, his knuckles grazing over the edge of her bra. She looked wrecked, loose, and completely under his spell. Vicky's thighs pressed together as her face glued on the video. She told herself it was just a TikTok massage video, but her breathing had already changed. Her free hand slid under the blanket and rested on her belly.

Then he suddenly stops, his fascinating wood cologne and a whiff of sweat infiltrating my nostrils. “If getting your ass whipped makes you this wet. How will you feel when I lash my leather whip on your cunt?” He questions, his hot breaths fanning my neck as he lets out a low growl in my ear. I gasp at the erotic idea he just paints in my head. I shiver slightly, letting out a consensus moan. He chuckles darkly, grabbing my ass cheeks, his finger slipping inside my wet entrance. “You’re so fucking wet,” he grunts, his hand choking my neck as he adds another finger inside me.

I never felt so alive. “Rubel...” his arched brow, waiting for my answer; if not given, I was afraid he would take it back. “Yeah..” I came out of my trance “I know how to get my answer,” He positioned himself before me, and the same cynical smile played on his face. What’s going on in his mind, Before I answered, he licked my dripping juices. My eyes rolled to heaven. I heard women could have multiple orgasms, and no wonder I am experiencing it.

It wasn’t a gentle kiss. The client touched him anywhere and everywhere, lips still entangled as their tongues battled for dominance, exploring their mouths. Jace’s fingers tugged gently at his client’s brown hair that seemed wet as though he’d just had a shower, a faint hint of shampoo in it. Jace’s back arched with pleasure as his client found his way into his shirt, twisting and pinching his nipples gently, and the friction produced by his calloused fingers were just right, fueling the sensation as Jace’s eyes rolled back.

And then his mouth was on her — fast, hungry, vicious. She cried out, back arching. He didn’t care about finesse. He licked and sucked like he needed to ruin her. Her thighs trembled around his head. Her fingers twisted in his curls. “Don’t you dare stop,” she panted. Rome groaned into her. Juno had crawled up beside her, lips tracing lazy paths over her breast. Amara’s body had become something unrecognizable — all ache and hunger and light. Rome slid two fingers inside her while his tongue never left her clit.