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Clara:(angry)" Eric, don't make me angry..'' Eric (amazed)" I will love to see your angry face, my little sex slave." He laughed sarcastically, coming close to you. His hands roamed all over your body, his fast , warm breath landed on your cold body. Clara:(angry)" Don't touch me with your dirty hands." He didn't listen to you and continued touching you..his hard chest pressed against your soft body. You felt a deep sensation inside you... like something has melted inside you.. you felt weakness in your knees and strange butterflies fluttered inside your stomach.

Tina whimpered in my head and I sighed before nodding my head head to her pleading cry. “One peek.” I whispered. I moved off the door, then grabbed the door handle. With one quick twist the door opened and froze where I was. Eric stood there, drenched from head to toe with only a towel wrapped around his waist. My eyes traveled from his eyes down to his torso that had no flab on it. His six-pack was covered in drops of water and my tongue was itching to lick it off. I moved a little further down to the V-line that was visible to my eyes. I knew it led to something that my body was not ready for. He moved closer and my wolf growled again. She wanted him and to be honest, I did too.

"When I was browsing a bookshop recently, I came across this. It was being sold openly. The illustrations inside are deeply improper, and the woman depicted in them is my cousin." It was an erotic picture book. The woman's face was never shown, yet her poses were overtly seductive, and a rose-shaped birthmark was on her waist. Eleanor frowned. "What is this? How do you know the woman in these pictures is Charlotte?" Yvonne's voice rang out clearly across the hall. "Because my cousin has the exact same rose birthmark on her waist." The room erupted. Every pair of eyes turned toward me, and the looks on their faces said everything. One moment away from becoming Crown Princess, and now this. Ho

Heat bloomed low in her belly as she took him to the base. She rode him in short, controlled rolls of her hips. The cabana fabric above them shifted with the breeze. The distant sound of waves covered the soft wet sounds of their joining. Marcus stayed near the open side, scanning the beach, while the third man moved behind her and reached around to cup her breasts through the bikini top, thumbs brushing over the stiff peaks until she arched into the touch. Elias’s hands locked on her hips, guiding the pace so that every downward slide seated him deep. The angle let the head of his cock drag against the spot that made her breath catch. Sweat began to gather between her shoulder blades and al

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.

My heart hammered against my ribs. The order was degrading, obscene. And it set a fire in my belly. I leaned forward, closing the distance. The first touch of my tongue to the cool, wet wood was salt and bitterness and him. I moaned, the sound involuntary, vibrating against the desk. I licked a slow, deliberate stripe through the spill, gathering it into my mouth. The act was so submissive, so filthy, that it coiled heat low in my core. I could feel Jonathan’s seed trickling from inside me, a parallel intimacy.

I was wet. Profoundly, embarrassingly wet. I could feel the slickness. "Look," Derek said, pointing with his chin. "She's enjoying this. Look at her." All eyes dropped between my legs. My face burned, but I didn't close my thighs. I let them look. Let them see the physical proof of my arousal. Ethan leaned in, his lips at my ear. "Are you? Are you enjoying this, my gorgeous girl?" I could only nod, a tiny, frantic movement.

I traced circles on his skin, teasing him, letting my fingers linger where I knew he was most sensitive. Then, when I couldn't wait any longer, I took him, tasting, warming, savoring every inch. He groaned, gripping my hair gently, guiding me closer. I moved with purpose, matching his rhythm as I pushed further, feeling the electricity between us pulse louder with every breath. I kept my pace steady, eyes locked on his as he groaned low and deep. The tension coiled tighter in his body, every muscle twitching with need. I could feel him getting close, and I didn't want to waste a single second.

She truly did enjoy the way he handled her but it wasn’t enough to give her an orgasm except if she added a vibrator. Reed watched proudly as Light pulled out and slammed inside into Lexi’s wet pussy. “Ah!” She moaned loudly, her hips swirling as if begging for more. This moment made him admit that Light was truly the freakiest among them all. Within a few minutes with sex demons, he was already balls deep inside one of them. Reed felt his cock growing harder the more he watched the erotic live p**n. He smoothly slid his hand into Red's leather pants and then slipped his fingers under her thong.

He pulled on a jacket and headed outside. I headed back to the living room, where I spied the tattered novel Ruby was reading. Curious, I picked it up and read the first page. The third paragraph included big boobs, a wet pussy, and three throbbing cocks. My eyes widened, shocked at how blatant the eroticism was. Given the way Ruby had acted with the three of us, I didn’t expect her to be reading anything quite so… explicit. I read more, fascinated. “Hey.” I looked up to find Kurt watching me. “What?”