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She would worry about Jessica’s fury later if she were to find out. Their breathing became heavier as they approached climax, and the sounds of flesh slapping, punctuated by moans and groans, echoed in the tiny room. The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, turning her on even more. Fireworks exploded in her as she hit her climax, her body shaking and her walls gripping him tight as she came. With one final thrust, his legs shook as he spilled his seed inside her, her inner walls convulsing as she milked him dry.

“This.” I leaned in for a closer look, my curiosity growing. “What is this?” I asked, narrowing my eyes. “It’s a vibrator. It takes me places and makes me feel so good down there. I can’t control the urge anymore.” Her confession escaped in a trembling voice as her hand slowly settled on my lap. A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips. “What does this really do? Why don’t you get a real cock so you can feel really good?” I challenged, my gaze never leaving hers.

I turned on the shower and let the cold water run in between my legs, I shivered in relief. I put my hands in between my legs, my pussy was hot and swollen. I closed my eyes and flashbacks started rolling in, and best part? He wasn’t done yet. I can’t believe Tom Brandy fucked me, it’s like Im still dreaming. He is so… everything I wanted. I wiped myself dry with the towel and got out of the bathroom. He was sitting on my bed with my vibrator in his hand.

“My filthy toy, your nipples beg for me, not Sophie’s pathetic lies.” He stepped back, pulled her diary from his bag, and his smile turned wicked. “Read your last entry,” he said. He handed her the small notebook. “Rub your pussy while you do.” Eva’s fingers shook as she opened the diary and found her words about their lecture hall sex. “He should fucked me until I loose my memory,” she read. Her voice wobbled, and her fingers slipped between her thighs, brushed her clit, already slick from their sex. “Mmm,” she moaned. Her pussy pulsed, and her eyes stayed on Hayes.

With that I pull his underwear down past his knees and almost recoil in shock, very nearly breaking the sex-kitten illusion I have created. Fuck. His erect cock is huge. And I mean huge —a long thick shaft, with a beautifully bobous glistening head. I can't wait to raid his dick. I have to bite back a moan from slipping out of my lips as an erotic image of his dick sliding in and out my of my dripping pussy played in my mind. Damn. I open a side draw on the dressing table and take out some lavander-mint lube. Oh yeah, Amanda’s not the only naughty one!

My eyes flick from her covered breasts to her naked hips and then to her lips. “So why don’t you just take me?” She asks quietly moving her hands from her chest to mine. “It’s easy.” She tells me sliding her hands down my body and knocking my hands away from my cock. “You just take this.” She purrs as she grabs my cock making me moan, “and put it in here.” She takes my hand and slides it between her legs and against her pussy. Selina moans as my fingers make contact with her wet pussy and for a moment I lose all sense and I rub my fingers all over her pussy before zoning in on her clit.

I rolled onto my right side, facing the wall, and reminded myself again that watching isn't wanting. I've read a lot of erotica -- no surprise there. How many times does the male character end up snuggled against the female, his hand holding her tit and his boner against her ass? It's comical, right? I woke up some time later. The abundant moonlight that had illuminated Melody and Deuce the other night filled the room.