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The most erotic sight I'd ever seen. I held her close, rocking my hips slowly while she came down from her high. I could feel her pussy pulsing around me like a little heart ㅡ so fucking cute. I kissed her neck softly while I thrusted deeply into her again. "Such a good girl..." I whispered against her skin.

My hands are balled into fists, my knuckles turning white, nails digging into my palms. Ellie pulls back from her kiss, lips parted in a gasp I can’t hear through the glass. The man’s mouth widens into a shit-eating grin of pure indulgence. His hand slaps Ellie’s beautiful ass again and this time I can hear a faint Oh! of erotic bliss escape her lips. Her hips rock slowly back and forth. His arm moves up and down. I can’t see what they’re doing, but I’ve seen enough p**n to know that he is fingering the woman I came to declare my love for.

But my wear suddenly felt too tight across the shoulder, way too warm. My fingers fidgeting, I opened the Rite book. “I exorcise thee, unclean spirit–” She arched, deliberately. The torn dress slid higher, exposing the smooth skin of her stomach, the shadow forming between her thighs revealing no undergarments. Just slick, swollen flesh catching the candle light. She was already wet and dripping, her scent filling the space which hit me. My mouth went dry. “Keep reading,” she purred. “The words make me throb. Makes me want to clench around something thick and holy.”

Unknown- “Uhh..Oh Goddess, yes!” my pants were ragged. Every time we fucked, he always managed to bring me to my knees. He had complete control over me. “Uhh…Eric!” I couldn’t help but yell his name. Oh God, this man did things to me. My body was a prisoner to his touch. “Louder,” he grunts in my ear and I obey. “Louder!” he commands me and I yell his name as my orgasm takes over me. I fall to my knees as my legs give in, my hands holding onto the tree for dear life. Eric steps away from behind me and I can hear the buckle of his belt as he gets dressed. I desperately try to cover my bare bottom with my panties as I hear his soft scoff. He lunges at me and picks me up roughly push

My mouth went dry while my cunt stayed wet. My nipples had tightened to aching points. My pussy fluttered and clenched, pushing out more slick until I could feel it coating my inner thighs. I was so wet it was obscene. “Professor…” “We’re not in a lecture hall.” His voice dropped. “Call me Dade.” I looked at him...at those dark eyes, at the restrained power in every line of his body...and felt my pussy throb so hard again, it was almost painful. He turned the document toward me and tapped the page.

I finger-fucked her pussy and ass like this for a bit and finished her off with a short rim job that seemed to tickle her a bit, she moaned deeply from her round belly. Going to work on her clit with my full attention, I gave her my “patented” hard and soft tongue treatment that seems to be popular with all women, alternating between big, sloppy tongues across the labia and doing the “ABCs” with a rigid tongue on the face of the clit, Eva seemed to buck with a continuous wave of orgasms, her screams muffled by the washrag in her mouth. She finally grabbed me by the hair and growled, “Stop! I need a break for a minute.”

“Weren’t you the one trying to act all holy and innocent? Now you’re staring at my cock like a desperate little whore.” He smeared the leaking precum across my lips. Without thinking, I stuck out my tongue and gave the head a kittenish lick before wrapping my lips around it. Lord Edmund inhaled sharply through his nose. I took more of him into my mouth, bobbing my head as best I could with my hands tied behind my back. I relaxed my throat and took him deeper until my nose brushed against his pubic hair. The salty, masculine taste of him filled my senses. “God, fuck… you’re a natural,” he groaned, weaving his fingers through my hair and gripping tighter.

"Did you know only ten percent of men and fucking eighty percent of women? Why do you think I spend so much time on the dating apps? It's all a numbers game." "Eric, you do realize that you get what you pay for, right?" you asked. "If you look like a fuckboy, and act like a fuckboy..." "Hey, I don't care if people think I'm a fuckboy," Eric said. "Cause you'll know what I'll be doing?" "Fucking?" Gemma filled in. "Exactly," he said. "Speaking of which, Gemma-" "If you say anything rude to me right now, Eric, I will legitimately file a complaint at work on Monday," Gemma said.

And once the line is crossed, there will be no turning back. But Gracie’s story is only the beginning. This book unlocks a collection of raw, taboo-driven erotic tales—each one more daring, more dangerous, and more intoxicating than the last. For readers who crave the forbidden, who ache for the edge where desire blurs with darkness, this is your invitation. Enjoy reading.. *************

He was subsequently seen putting his index finger in front of the pair of his lips. Eriwan Rocky’s mind flashed again back to the present. “Just by buying these undies, I’ve made a young lady pass out, Eriwan… I feel somewhat guilty right now… Hopefully she’ll be alright at this moment…” said Erito forwarding his pair of lips. “She’s dared to touch you… Luckily, all my touches and my caresses yesterday night have erased all her touches on your body…” said Eriwan feeling slightly jealous. Erito was still seen forwarding his pair of lips. “She’s also dared to kiss your cheek. Fortunately, all my kisses last night have got rid of all her kisses from your cheek.”