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In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

She was so unbelievably tight, so hot, and so impossibly wet that I felt like I was being swallowed by a volcano. "Oh, fuck," she hissed, her head tossing back, the blonde wig falling slightly away. "You're so deep. You're hitting everything, Creighton." She began to move, and it was clear why she was a superstar on OnlyFans. She had a rhythmic control over her hips that was breathtaking. She ground her pelvis against mine, her clit rubbing against my pubic bone with every downward stroke. She wasn't just bouncing; she was rolling her hips, a slow, circular motion that maximized the friction against every inch of my shaft.

Tonight it would serve a different purpose. They climbed on, four asses presented again, side by side. I grabbed lube from the desk drawer (I’d planned for this longer than they knew), slicked my fingers, and started opening them up further. One by one. Tyler first,two fingers, then three, scissoring until he was whining and rocking back. Ethan’s plump cheeks parted easily, greedy for more. Ryan begged for a fourth finger. Jamal trembled when I curled inside him, hitting that spot that made his toes curl. Then I mounted them again, this time slower, savoring.

I said. I think we should scissors to your admittance. I kissed her one final time before turning on her side and lifting her legs. I sat between her legs. She slowly fucked her hips back and forth against her pussy. The soft moan that came from her lips turned me on and it hit like music in my ears. We move together, grinding each other's clits and making more friction. We went faster and harder, bumping into each other till we began to feel numb. “Oh, I love you, Eva! You’re so fucking good and sweet!”

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

Her lips drooled in rhythm with her incensed breathing. “Oooohhhhh you know I do, darling. Please quit teasing me; I want your cock. Gimme your fucking cock!” Thaddeus rubbed his prick against her wet velvet opening, pressing it against her clit’s metal studs. Erica gave a shrill cry and again lifted her hips but Thad was still mentally punishing her with evasion. “Thad, for fuck’s sake, quit teasing me,” she cried shamelessly. “If you really want this dick then answer my question. Tell me what goes on in your club.”

I gasped when his fingers slid between my legs—he didn’t waste time. “You're soaked,” he growled, slipping a thick finger inside me, then another. I moaned into his mouth. He threw me onto the bed. My shirt was gone. My bra was next. His mouth latched onto my nipple, tongue swirling, while his fingers worked me open. Then Luca walked in. He didn’t blink. Just smirked. “Sharing, huh?” Rafe didn’t stop. Neither did I. Luca crossed the room, knelt by the bed, and kissed me hard. His hand slid down my body while Rafe fingered me. Then Luca’s tongue joined the fun.

the more I feel I am doing my job well, and the more I want to have you moan like crazy. "Ohhhhh.... uuhhnnnn... Hmmm aaarrrhhh... This romantic section is Soo sooo sooo hot baby! Please fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeee...I need that standing dick of yours please.... Aaarrrrrhhhh.... Fuck meeeeeee ba....by....uuurrrrhhh...." Nuan moaned so loud with tears gushing out from her eyes... Lee saw that she was crying as the erotic section was killing her. So he said to her to turn her on the more...

Maybe that's why my mom married him, after all he doesn't even have a stable job! I watched as Evelyn walked up to him and made him watch as she slipped a finger into herself. "I'm so wet, Frank. I need your hard dick in me right now. I want you to fuck me silly. Make me your fucking cum slut.". She moaned, gripping Frank's hardened dick from his trousers. I heard Frank groan. God, her dirty talk was quickly breaking down any control that he had left. "Fuck," she moaned as she continued to finger her tight pussy. She was voluptuous, and I'm sure Frank was imagining himself grabbing her waist as he fucked hard into her, her screaming at him not to stop. God, I was becoming wet.