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His grip on her hair tightened as his dick throbbed inside her throat. She gagged, yet moaned as if the abuse of her throat was pleasure itself. He growled, thrusting harder and faster without holding back. “You love it… don’t you? You love being used. Fuck! You’re so fucking nasty—my filthy little whore.” His body tensed. "Fuck, I'm about to cum, and I will release in your fucking mouth! You will swallow everything because that's your reward. I'm sure you will love the taste." Stacey responded by sucking harder. She has wanted his. To taste his cum and know what it will taste like. Now she was about to have it.

A huge lump formed in my throat as I stared at the semen on the boxers, while rubbing my thighs together at the same time. My nipples were rubbing hard against the gown I was wearing, my tits hardening as I felt the urge to lick off the stain on the boxers, not minding if that would feel dirty. I dropped the boxers back to the floor and licked my hand clean, loving the salty taste I got as my feet moved me towards the bathroom. The Glass was the only thing that was separating us, and through it, I could see Elijah, my step-father, underneath the running shower, his well-framed ass, staring back at me.

"Eric, I dare you to eat Tiffany out until she cums." I didn't hesitate. I knelt in front of Tiffany and pushed her legs apart, burying my face between her thighs. She was already wet, and I licked and sucked at her clit until she was writhing beneath me, her hands fisted in my hair. As Tiffany came with a cry of pleasure, Olivia watched, her eyes dark with desire. "My turn," she said, her voice rough. "Tiffany, I dare you to fuck Eric with that strap-on you've got hidden in your suitcase."

I continued my dance , swaying my hips and teasing him . Slowly, I started taking off the lingerie from the bralette, revealing my firm, round breasts and my nipples which were already hard as stones. Nathan’s breathing grew heavy as he watched, completely mesmerized by my erotic display. He reached out, tracing a finger down my stomach, pausing at my waist . I moaned softly as his fingers brushed against my sensitive skin, my body trembling in anticipation. He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, undoing them with practiced ease. I slipped my hand inside and wrapped my fingers around his hard length, stroking it firmly.

His fingertips stroked her inner thighs, brushing lightly, tickling, making her body tense and shiver. “Mmm…” Erin moaned, her voice trembling as her legs parted willingly, offering herself to him. She opened wider, silently begging for more, inviting his touch. Alejandro continued to stroke her inner thighs, careful to avoid her slick folds, dragging out her desperation. Erin shifted, trying to maneuver herself so his fingers would slip into the wetness waiting for him. He finally relented, just enough to appease her, sliding a finger slowly upward until he reached her clit. He circled her swollen bud, massaging around it with aching precision.

He grabbed my wrist, lifted my wet fingers to his mouth, and sucked them deep like he wanted every drop. “Lick my pussy, Professor,” I ordered. He stared at me for a moment, unreadable, then dropped to his knees between my thighs. His fingers spread my lips wide, exposing everything, and my body shivered. Then his tongue pressed against my clit. The first stroke was slow, wet, maddening. He teased me with steady licks, each one making my hips lift off the desk. His mouth was patient but merciless. He devoured me like I was his only lesson.

I took a sharp breath, trying to steady the growing intensity inside me. As Eryx continued lowering my jeans, every brush of his fingers sent an electric pulse through. I closed my eyes, focusing on the sensations, letting myself get lost in his touch. He wasn’t in a hurry; he savored every reaction, every subtle movement I made. I felt my body grow weaker, yet at the same time, there was a fire inside me, ready to consume me whole. “It’s your strawberry that drives me crazy,” Eryx murmured, his voice husky, almost a whisper. “I want to see you, feel every part of you.” His words were like a spell, pulling me even deeper into the moment.

After so many days of indulging in sexual acts due to the estrus, I realized that Sterly's self-control seemed to have weakened a lot. He was no longer so hesitant to touch me, and at the moment, his pheromone was starting to leak out, too. I swallowed hard. My fingers trailed between us, finding his zipper, and I pulled it down. "Jared." He called again, his tone a bit hesitant. I captured his lips with mine, stopping his words. Sterly held my shoulders and stopped the kiss. His heterochromatic eyes searched mine, his lips parted, and his breathing was a bit too fast.

Lira’s hand tangles in my hair as she yanks my head down while the monstrous cock keeps growing, getting so big that I know I can’t possibly take all that length. The cock slaps heavy and hot against my cheek with a wet thwack. It’s huge—thicker than my wrist, veined like twisted ropes under velvet-smooth violet skin, the fat purple head already leaking a steady stream of precum that stretches in shiny strings from my skin to the slit, begging me to lick it off. The musky scent hits me hard, sweet and arousing, making my empty cunt clench around nothing. “Open that pretty whore mouth, Skyler.” Lira purrs, voice low and rough.

His semen spilling down her throat as he let out a soft growl. “Gods Annie,” he panted, trying to catch his breath as she pulled back, crying out as her body tensed up. Her own orgasm making her fall back against Candy as she let got of him. Stolas watched Candy’s fingers moving beneath the water, unable to look away from his lovers as he climbed into the tub to join them. His lips moving against Annie’s as he thrust his tongue into her mouth, moving it against hers. Tasting himself, before he pulled back to tangle his fingers in Candy’s hair, pulling her into a kiss that left her breathless as she slowed the movement of her fingers, letting Annie ride out the feeling.