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Kingston widened my legs apart, and pulled one leg to his hip, spreading me even wider. "And one more thing, Eva," he said in a low, dark growl, his eyes staring into mine as he wiped away the last remaining juices from his face to lap them up too. "No condoms. I want It raw with you, party girl. Always." And then he took hold of his dick, and roughly slapped it on my pussy before he rubbed my slick entrance, teasing me with his hot, wide crown.

I leaned down and gave her pussy and asshole a quick lick, making sure everything was good and wet, it was and I put my throbbing cock head between her pussy lips, she lifted her full ass towards me and I grabbed her firm ass cheeks and pulled her tiny body onto my cock, her pussy was surprisingly tight for a woman who had delivered three kids through that sweet pussy in just over 5 years and as I pushed in she took my whole cock with a lilting, ‘ohhh. She expertly squeezed my member with her pussy as I started to thrust in her harder, building up speed, she tipped her ass up, dug her nails into my ass, and came the first time from my cock in her hole with a gasp. I stopped, lifting her up t

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Being worshiped and pleasured by three sexy as hell men. After sucking my sensitive and throbbing clit, Ethan held my head and turned it to his side of the bed before slipping his own throbbing cock into my mouth. He was perhaps the most vocal of all the men on this night, as he peppered me with dirty words and erotic questions. Asking me if I was a slut and if I liked being used as a whore, strangely enough I found this degrading talk aroused me further, and I played along with him answering every question and degrading thing he had to say.

His voice was low, almost reverent, but edged with hunger. My throat felt parched all of a sudden. Was he… was he just inside my head? Eryx smirked. “You want to get fucked again, don’t you? You want my big cock filling your little cunt in the Nexus, where no one could hear you scream.” The way he said it, like a fantasy he was ready to dwell in made me extremely wet. He knew he could satisfy me and he was adamant about bringing the whore in me out. “You’re disgusting,” I said again, but this time, it sounded weak, defensive.

My body reacted hard, pussy clenching and fluttering wildly around the double invasion, juices squirting out around their shafts with every thrust and running down my thighs in messy streams, my toes curling tight and my fingers digging into Eric’s legs for support as they picked up speed. Simon reached around and choked my throat lightly, not enough to cut off air but enough to make my head spin while he growled right against my ear, “Listen to that nasty wet cunt taking two cocks, you’re such a filthy little slut for your stepbrother and me, leaking everywhere like you were made for this.” Eric’s grip tightened on my hips, pulling me down harder onto them as he thrust up deeper, his voice

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Milk sprayed out onto the floor with every rough thrust. “I might be a gentleman, but I don’t like girls who disobey me. Now take this dick like the disobedient girl you are tonight.” He fucked me harder, deeper, the angle making his cock hit that spot inside me over and over until I was sobbing with how good it felt. My tits swung heavy underneath me, milk dripping everywhere, my pussy creaming so much it was running down my thighs. I pushed back into him desperately, my hand reaching behind me to grab his ass, pulling him even deeper.

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"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.