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" She then guided my hand through the slit in her sarong and pushed it against her pussy. It was drenched, and as I gently slid my fingers around in the warm juice, she said, "You should write that down and send it into the P**n-erotica website where they have all those dirty stories." "Literotica," I corrected her. "Maybe I will." I retracted my hand from between her legs, and put my fingers in my mouth. After a long, thoughtful suck, I said, "Hmm. Needs more basil, I think." She laughed, and fished her hand inside my towel, wrapping her hand around my swollen cock. "I think it could use some sausage," she replied.

Ero really knows how to pleasure me. He pulled off my underwear and kissed me again as he positioned himself on top of my wet sex. We both moaned in so much pleasure as he slowly thrust inside me. God! I really love you so much, Ero. Until now, I still can't believe that I'm a Smith. Can you imagine that? Before, I was supposed to become a Smith when Jacobo married me, but now I'm a Smith even though we didn't get married. I became a Smith because of Ero.

My cock twitches and throbs against our hands as my come spills around her neck, giving the illusion of a pearl necklace. "Fucking Christ, you look so damn beautiful wearing my come, little bird." I collapse beside her, leaving her with a look of complete shock. Most likely because I didn't let her come, but I warned her what would happen if she didn't fucking listen. My eyes dart to the thick globs of come coating her skin, and my fucking heart swells at the sight. It's when I admire the gooey strand around her neck that I instantly fall in love with her all over again. I don't give many girls "pearl necklaces". I save those for the special ones, just like my fucking little bird. Even as sh

Her hips bucked upward instinctively, but strong hands held her firmly in place. She felt the blunt, leaking head of Damien’s cock nudge against her slick folds. Marcus smiled wickedly and licked the head of Damien’s cock right where it touched her pussy. Lila watched in aroused shock as Marcus took the thick shaft into his mouth, sucking it sloppily while pressing it against her entrance. Both men groaned loudly..Damien’s hips bucking under her, Marcus’s moans vibrating around the cock in his mouth. Lila’s own moans grew louder, her pussy clenching with need at the filthy sight. She couldn’t look away from the erotic display: Marcus’s lips stretched around Damien’s thick cock, saliva drippi

The smell of the crushed tomatoes and the sweet honey mixed with the smell of raw sex. Shifting the Womb in the Dirt "I want to feel the mountain!" Sarah cried out after pulling away from Leo’s cock. She wanted to be stretched even further. She turned over on the table, putting her chest down against the wood. Her bottom was high in the air, shining with honey and cream. Silas stayed behind her. He grabbed her waist with his dirty, strong hands. He began to slam into her pussy from behind. Every thrust was a heavy strike. He was reaching the very back of her.

Warning: Extreme Smut! ************************ Serra’s face flushed at my words. She licked her lips and reached for my c**k again, wrapping her hand around it as she stared down at it… Those lips of hers, I wanted to devour them bit by bit. Her tongue moved, licking the tip. I froze. A chilling wave of pleasure shot through me instantly. Slurp! She sucked. My eyes darkened. "Fvck" I screamed inwardly. Was she sure this was her first time? She looked too damn tempting, too eager… though her hands trembled.

Her pussy clamped down around Jack's pistoning shaft, fluttering and clenching as she teetered on the edge. "I'm gonna come," she whimpered around Candy's fingers. "Please let me come!" "Go ahead, whore," Candy purred, twisting her fingers in Lilith's hair. "Come on Master's cock like a good little fucktoy." And with that permission, Lilith let herself go, screaming as her orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave. Her cunt spasmed wildly, milking Jack's shaft for all it was worth. Jack groaned above her, slamming into her one last time before grinding against her cervix and exploding. Lilith felt his hot seed painting her insides, marking her as his property.

I said to Ginger, as I slipped my hands under her nightshirt and felt her bare ass with both of my hands. "Right, they don't know about our sapphic love affairs yet," said Ginger. "Sapphic, I like that word. Why have we not used it before?" I asked. "Probably because I only just learned it last week while reading a story on Literotica," said Ginger. "Literotica, what's that?" I asked. "Only the best website in the world for erotic literature and the like. You should check it out," said Ginger. "I'll do that when we get back home, it sounds interesting!" I replied.

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

She kept stroking him, thumb brushing over the head, spreading the wetness there. “Fuck, baby,” he murmured against her lips. “You’re gonna kill me.” She didn’t stop. Just kept kissing him, touching him, pressing her body against his. Two years of rivalry had left her starving. She climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, grinding down slowly. Her wetness coated his cock as she rocked against him. Jonah’s hands gripped her thighs. “You’re so wet already. Been thinking about this?” “Yes,” she admitted, voice shaky. “All night.”