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My legs cramped, the fingers inside me, my eyes widened, and my body shuddered, but the fingers still found their way around, going in and out of me, touching and pinching my inside and making my juices pour out like a tap. So kinky… Then my other hand was carried, and when I turned in shock, I realised my hands were wrapped around something hard. I bit my lips, but I still didn’t let go of the dick. I tightened my hand around it, then slowly began to pump it for him. His face became red, his lips open as he let out a grunt. “Faster!” he ordered, then threw back his head. And like a sweet omega, I did as he said, letting my hand go faster!

my mouth falls open at the pressure, and my body moves on its own to grind against his muscular thigh. Why does this feel so good? With my arms pinned above my head and my pussy rubbing against his thigh…why does it feel so fucking erotic. "You have such a mouth on you and act so tough, yet look at you... willing to get off just with my thigh" he says, and helps me by moving his thigh even closer. "Want it..“ I gasp, the rub feels wickedly delicious against my core. Nick takes my bare breast in his palm and gives it a squeeze, and earns a broken moan from me. He rolls my hard nipple between his thumb and index finger, playing with the nub.

she cried out. “Rub your nipples,” he ordered her. And instantly, her fingers moved to her nipples. She twisted and pinched at them. Her ass left the bed as she rolled her clit in circles. Her thigh parted wider and her body shivered. Mr. Raphael drew in and kissed her. My body tingled as I watched Mr. Raphael kiss her passionately. As her toes curled and her thighs convulsed as she came all over her fingers. Mr. Raphael took her fingers and slipped them into his mouth, licking and sucking, making this obscene slurping sound.

They were extremely hard already, and I pinched them between my fingers, feeling the small bumps on her areolas. Tiffany was sucking down on Erin's clit as hard as she could, further lubricating my cock. The older woman's cries became louder and louder as her body was flooded with stimulation. Finally, Erin climaxed hard, slamming her hips back onto my cock. Her entire body trembled on her desk, causing the wedding ring she was wearing to create a slight knocking against the wood. I wasn't done though. "Get ready," I said to Erin, a rather insufficient warning. I pulled out of her dripping wet twat and pushed my cock deep into her ass. Erin's pussy juice coated my cock and allowed me to slip

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

I feel like I’m on the edge of a cliff, teetering on the brink of oblivion, and he’s holding me back, taunting me with my own desire. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he stops the vibrator. I cry out in frustration, my body aching for release. But he doesn’t give it to me. Instead, he replaces the vibrator with a dildo, thrusting it deep inside me, mimicking the motion of his cock. He watches me carefully as he does this, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

He makes a muffled sound with his lips pressed to my clit, and the vibration bursts through me like liquid ecstasy. The erotic sounds of his tongue thrusting and ramming into my throbbing wet and slippery folds had me fisting my fingers. I threw my head back and shot my eyes as wave after wave of pure bliss surge through my body. I cry out again, distantly noticing the conversation outside the door falls silent, but I’m too far gone to care now. Sixteen more seconds.

I pulled her Away from the bed, her head hanging on the edge and Inserted my dick in her mouth, the warmth and softness that I had missed. “Take me Tory, all of me. It's all yours” I groaned thrusting deeper into her throat as she struggled between keeping the vibrator in and sucking my cock. “You little whore, don't you dare cum without making daddy cum first” I could tell it was hard but she was fighting it, And that made my cock harder. The tension kept rising and soon enough I shattered all my sperm down her throat causing her to choke a little. “Cum Tory” I commanded and felt her body shudder, her liquid filling everywhere and the scent of her wet cunt filling my nose

he murmured, fingers tightening as she sucked harder. Her hand stroked the base in time with each plunge, her throat taking him deeper until tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. She gagged softly and pulled back, saliva slicking his shaft. The sounds were obscene, wet, messy, erotic. "Stop," he rasped suddenly, tugging gently. "I don't want to come in your mouth. Not yet." She gave one last teasing lick, letting his cock fall from her lips with a wet pop. He was flushed, glistening, twitching with need.