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“I knew you’d look so fucking good taking Daddy’s cock.” Mr. Collins started moving again, with slow and delibrate, deep rolls of his hips that made his thick cock hit every sensitive inch inside me. The wet, sound of my pussy sucking him in and out filled the shower. Ria’s fingers pinched and rolled my nipples while she kissed and sucked on my neck, leaving little marks.

he said. I closed my eyes. "I want to be touched. I want a finger... on my pussy. Slow. Teasing. Until I ache." He didn't say anything right away. "How exactly do you want to be touched?" I breathed in, slow. "Soft at first. Then harder. Pressing right there... making me wet, trembling. I want to beg. I want to lose control." My chest rose and fell quickly. Then I felt it — his hand unexpectedly on mine, through the screen. Warm. Solid. Real. My breathing hitched but I didn't pull away.

Her body flinched at my words, but another wave of shivers covered her arms. “Dirty little doll.” The more I talked, the more her nipples were standing at attention, the more her breathing was getting heavier, the more her hands were gripping the fabric they were tied with. My fingers traced her leg. “I bet you are one of the people who like reading p**n books in public. ” I moved to her other leg, gripping her ankle. “I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.

His finger lightly brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. Then his hand grazed my waist for a second so light it was barely there, but enough to make my breath catch. "Continue," he said, right in my ear. His voice was low and rough. "Read the part about edging her, tell me exactly what you feel between your legs when you say it." I kept on reading, my voice breathless. "I would edge her for hours, making her drip down her thigh while she reads my dirty words back to me. Her tight little cunt will clench around nothing, begging for my thick cock to stretch her wide."

Jane whispered, her voice breathless, tinged with longing. Eric leaned closer, so that she could feel the warmth of his body behind her. “I want you to focus,” he murmured. “Focus on my voice, on my hands, on how I make you feel.” Her body responded immediately, arching slightly as if seeking him out. She closed her eyes, letting herself sink into the sensations, into the anticipation that pulsed through her,her pussy has started becoming wet yearning for Eric's big hammer to fuck her die . “You feel that, don’t you?” he asked, his hand now pressing slightly against the inside of her thigh.

Derick’s cock throbbed deep inside me, stretching my pulsing walls as the phone continued to ring. Alora’s name glowed on the screen like a warning. My eyes widened in panic, but he only smirked, that wicked, arrogant curve of his lips making my pussy clench harder around him. “Answer it,” he repeated, voice low and commanding. He rolled his hips in a slow, torturous grind, rubbing against my sensitive clit. I reached for the phone with a trembling hand and swiped to accept the video call. Derick stayed buried to the hilt, barely moving, but the subtle shifts of his thick cock inside me made it nearly impossible to keep my voice steady.

The free swing of her breasts added extra zest to her state of excitement— especially when Dina took a moment to play with them, making her nipples spark with want. Lorraine lay down with her knees up, her feet planted on the vinyl cushion, and her clitty on fire. A heartbeat later, Dr. Melling’s erogenous ass hovered above her face. She clasped the divine, sensitive cheeks, and pulled Dina into a sitting position. She felt the sizzle between her own legs as she began to lick the sweet furrow— Dina’s perfectly poised slit. Her ears went erect when she heard a sigh as crisp as the abandoned notebook: the

All the usual end-of-day data. Elias didn’t interrupt. Didn’t blink. He just watched as he slowly stroked his thick cock. Something about Julian turned him on so bad. Whether it was his shyness or his obviously huge dick he was hiding behind those pants. Julian was not steady, he read each word with shaky breath, not trying to disappoint his boss. How Obedient. Julian kept reading. Elias kept his gaze, now sweaty and stroking with even more passion. He wanted to fuck him so bad. He wanted to smear his cum on his face and slap his ass.

No deep pressure that made my mouth fall open. He started moving, steady and careful. “Fuck, you’re wet,” he groaned. I wrapped my legs around him and moved with him, but every thrust just made me think of the desk. The way Mr. Grant had held my hips and forced every thick inch inside me. The way he had called me a slut while he used me. Derick kissed my neck. “You feel so good.” I closed my eyes and pretended the voice in my ear was deeper. Older. Meaner.

"I know. Why don't you show me just how much?" I clenched my teeth and then my body jerked when he inserted a third finger into my honeypot. "I hate you," I cried, my whole body shaking. Eric's face hardened and then he dipped his head down to my chest. His lips fastened on one of my covered nipples and he sucked it along with the fabric, the other hand still working on my pussy. I screamed when he bit down on my nipple so hard and then tugged on it with his teeth, his fingers moving faster and harder and his thumb pressing down on my clit. I felt like I was being electrocuted.