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He forced himself to ask as he trailed wet kisses down the nape of her neck. She rolled her eyes. "Why do you keep spoiling the mood, Ryder?" This time she rolled over, pinning him to the bed and she let her hand guide his prick into her tight hole. Ryder had his eyes shut for a while, this was explicitly satisfying. He had never made love to a woman so he would in the past never be able to describe that scintillating feeling elicited from a romance. When she started to buck against him, he thought he would lose his senses. He was floating on cloud nine and needed as much time not to get lost in the abyss.

“You know what? Why don’t you bend me over the desk? I want to feel this cock even deeper.” Marcus nodded eagerly and pulled out. Elena slid off the desk, spun around, and shoved her fat, juicy ass toward him. Every little movement made her cheeks jiggle softly, the sight so hypnotic that Marcus gulped hard, his cock twitching visibly. She bent forward over the desk, laying her upper body flat against the wood. Her thick thighs spread wide, ass pushed back invitingly, pussy glistening and ready for him. When nothing happened, she glanced back over her shoulder and saw Marcus just standing there, eyes locked on her fat ass like he was hypnotized.

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

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it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

"I can tell." "No. Perhaps, I wasn't clear. But I'll be clear now that we're on the same page." I inhaled the smell of rose and strawberry in her hair and on her skin, reveling in the delicious scent. I started kneading her boobs while at it, eyes shut and thinking of so many dirty things I wanted to do to her. "Alpha?"

I cried out, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. He pushed me back onto the cot, his body covering mine. The weight of him, the heat, was everything I’d dreamed of. His hands were everywhere—kneading my breasts, sliding down my ribs, over my hips. He hooked his fingers into the waist of my simple cotton underwear and tore them down my legs. The sound of the fabric ripping was the most erotic thing I’d ever heard. Then his hand was there. Between my legs. On my pussy. A big, rough-skinned palm cupping me, his middle finger sliding through the wetness I couldn’t control.

It’s the very first time that I have ever let a full sentence out without feeling like I’m going to make a mistake and bite myself halfway through talking. Lira’s eyes flash with delight and hunger. A sweet, wicked smile curves her full lips. “There she is, my brave girl.” She kisses me slow and deep, tongue sliding lazy and affectionate this time, tasting like my own cum and spiced sweetness. Then, she pulls out, leaving me achingly empty. Strings of our mixed juices stretch between us before breaking. Lira rises onto her knees, straddling my chest. Her thick thighs frame my face, that glistening, puffy violet cunt hovering inches above my mouth, her scent is intoxicating, I feel like I’m g

I said, moaning as my hands got busy with her hair, slightly pulling,then massaging her scalp, making her relax more into me as I claimed her lips in a sweet kiss. .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. Several thoughts ran through my mind as I sat on his thighs, moaning and feeling the moisture in between my core. But I thought it was a taboo for a king to kiss or mate his pet,but why’s mine different? As if to answer my question,he turned me over in a way that he was lying on top of me on his king sized bed. His hands moved down to my core as he rubbed the surface, erupting a scream from me……as I began to pant and thrash on the bed.