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Eric spoke up this time. "Your mother has already told you that I want our marriage to be a faithful one." She took a sip of her water which helped her to swallow the food she had just chewed. "You expect me to have sex with you?" Natalia questioned him, her amusement was clear as day. "That is what married couples do." "Eric, in case you've forgotten, this is a contracted relationship, not a real one. I will fuck whoever and whomever I want to. You're free to do the same." As if planned, Alessandro and Alessia entered the room, the tension in the air grew.

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The vibrating plug had been removed at some point in the frenzy, but the memory of its buzz lingered, making her inner walls clench involuntarily around the emptiness now. The women around her, the brunette with her piercings and the ebony goddess with those hypnotic curves, helped her up with gentle but firm hands, their bodies equally spent and shiny. They pulled her into sloppy, tongue-heavy kisses, their lips sliding wetly against hers, tongues delving deep to share lingering tastes of cum and arousal. "Next time, baby," the brunette whispered against her mouth, nipping her lower lip. "We'll break you properly." The ebony woman chuckled, squeezing Lara's ass one last time, her fingers di

The women’s thighs, bare below flirty summer dresses, sang desire to me, and their naked, friendly shoulders seemed to invite unseen lovers. And yet not all lovers were unseen that morning. On the train, I was presented with an excellent view of a couple standing halfway down the car from me, who wrapped themselves into an erotic embrace as I watched with art-history-trained eyes. Their faces were blocked from my line of sight, but the woman’s skirt, taut where her pelvis pressed against her guy, was beautifully framed for me by the surrounding passengers, giving the scene an aesthetic quality that enhanced its arousing essence. I realized I wanted this, today, too—or something very much lik

Ruben and she danced like the most in love couple, he kissed her, hugged her, then he went and introduced her to all his friends who were accompanied by their wives, they were very elegant, one of them said to him: "Here is my card, after your honeymoon, you talk to me on the phone, we have a group of wives that we use to meet every week, but later I will explain it to you: -Have my card, after your honeymoon, you talk to me on the phone, we have a group of several wives that we use to meet every week, but I will explain it to you later. After the party and around midnight, they left the party heading to their honeymoon, of course Lidia knew nothing about it, so she just let herself be carri

"We have all night. I’m going to take my time with you." He moved his mouth down to her pussy. He spread her legs wide and buried his face in her heat. He was being very provocative, using his tongue to flick her clit while his fingers stayed deep inside her. He was licking her with a slow, heavy rhythm that made Elena’s toes curl. She was thrashing on the bed, her fingers digging into the silk sheets. The erotica of the moment was intense. It wasn't about the raw power now; it was about the deep, pulsing connection between a husband and his wife.

“Cum with me. Cum on my pussy, Luna.” Our movements became desperate and sloppy. The sound of our wet pussies slapping together filled the room as we both chased our orgasms. Vesper suddenly cried out, her body shaking violently as she came, grinding her clit hard against mine. The feeling of her cumming on me pushed me over the edge. I screamed, my pussy gushing against hers as my orgasm crashed through me. We kept grinding through our orgasms, our pussies pulsing and leaking all over each other until we were both a trembling, soaked mess.

Pushing my hips forward, I slowly began grinding against his face, head thrown back due to ecstasy. He groaned against my clit, the vibration sending waves of pleasure ripping through me. He pressed his tongue deeper, sucking and flicking me with practiced strokes. My fingers tangled into his hair, pulling him close. Ethan had removed my gown now, such that it was hunched up at my waist and my nipples were bare, standing proudly under the dim kitchen lights. His large hand moved to caress my left breast before taking the other bud into his mouth. The dual sensation made me let out a loud moan.

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“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."