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"Elias! Please! Faster!" He didn't hold back. He increased the speed, his hips hitting mine with so much force I thought the desk might break. I was lost in the erotica of the moment. There were no books, no grades, no rules. There was just the feeling of him filling me up and the sound of our heavy breathing.

I tried to pull her hands off her face, but she just wouldn't let it go, making me giggle. “You're adorable, mate.” “I think that book was written by Eros.” Cherry further explained of her own accord. “Continue.” I encouraged her. “You'd rather hear stories about Nuu-Chah's haven than we make love?” “No. I want both.” I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide for access. “What did you do up there?” I asked, pushing her lacy underwear to the side and swallowing at her sweet-scented pussy. After brushing the tip of my nose on her slit and clit for a while, I took a pause and fired a warning look at her.

I screamed as the first orgasm hit me. The tongue continued to twirl over my clitoris, making me cum over and over. Anna stared intently and smiled as my face contorted with each orgasm. I felt pleasure pulse through my body like waves crashing against the beach—powerful, strong, and unstoppable. I gasped for more and more air. Slowly the waves slowed as I caught my breath. I felt the purple dildo slowly and gently enter me. Anna was above me, grinding the strap-on into me. Each thrust made me moan. I loved the rocking motion and the slurping sound as the strap-on went in and out of me. Anna was above me; our breasts met and clung together in the heat and sweat. She kissed me hard as she pic

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

I started sucking her clit while she was rocking on me, then I felt a heavy thrust. I moaned out and Stacy rocked faster, while Jason was stroking me hardly and steadily. I was feeling ecstasy, it was like I was in the sky. I started feeling Jason hand squeezing my tits. He pulled out and Stacy bent, he went up and he started stroking her faster, I took my head up licking her clits, sucking on it as I shoved two fingers inside me curling them fast too.

The wet sounds of his fingers sliding through her folds mixed with their heavy breathing. Every red light felt like torture. Every stop made them freeze for a second, hearts pounding, bodies pressed tightly together. Then the light would change and Amara would start grinding again, rolling her hips in those slow, deliberate circles that made Roman’s cock throb painfully beneath her. “I’m so close,” she whispered, voice shaky. “Your fingers feel so good on my clit.” “Don’t come yet,” Roman ordered quietly, pulling his hand back slightly to keep her on the edge. “I want you desperate by the time we reach the hotel.”

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.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

I cried out, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. He pushed me back onto the cot, his body covering mine. The weight of him, the heat, was everything I’d dreamed of. His hands were everywhere—kneading my breasts, sliding down my ribs, over my hips. He hooked his fingers into the waist of my simple cotton underwear and tore them down my legs. The sound of the fabric ripping was the most erotic thing I’d ever heard. Then his hand was there. Between my legs. On my pussy. A big, rough-skinned palm cupping me, his middle finger sliding through the wetness I couldn’t control.

Cumming, a small one, unassisted save by the sight of them fucking, so close, as I supped upon his ball filled satchel. Speeding up, getting close, ready to release again. Wanting them to cum together, I sucked on her clit, his sack teabagging my chin. Her scream of delight, Master's low growl as he surrendered another load, my job complete save to clean them both after. His cock, slimy with their release, her cunt, dripping from their passion. Everyone collapsing, exhausted. I crawled up on the other side of Master and wrapped myself around him, touching Lisa on the other side.