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So sexy. This went on for a couple of minutes and then Stephanie gave the order for us to turn back over onto our backs. The girls were now straddling us at the waist, our cocks pinned down on our stomachs but rubbing against them. They both leaned down and began sliding again, up and down, rubbing their tits against our chests. Every time she would get down toward my waist, Stephanie would use her tits to sandwich my cock. She would rub it up and down a few times between her breasts before slowly sliding back up. It was unbelievable.

Wanted to peel those leggings off, spread her wide, and lick her until she cried. But I held back. Barely. We did a few more stretches—frog pose, legs splayed open, knees bent, ass in the air. I “adjusted” her hips again, thumbs digging into the crease where thigh met pussy. My fingers brushed her lips fully this time, pressing the wet fabric against her clit. She moaned outright—low, needy, the sound vibrating through her body into my hands. I leaned in close, breath on her ear. “You’re doing great, Lara. Most women don’t respond this quickly. Your body’s telling me everything I need to know. So healthy. So ready.”

My thighs started to tremble. “Listen to how wet she is,” Jake said against me. “Dripping down my chin.” “She’s going to come like this,” Alex added, curling the fingers in my ass while his other hand kept thrusting into my pussy. “With both her holes stuffed full of fingers like a proper slut.” I could only moan in response, pushing back onto their hands. The pressure built fast and hard. Jake sealed his mouth over my clit and sucked, and that was it.

“This is wrong. I’m married, Sophie. You’re my fucking stepsister.” I slowly pulled my fingers out with a wet, obscene sound, holding them up so he could see how shiny they were with my juices. Then, deliberately, I brought them to my mouth and licked them clean, moaning softly at my own taste while staring straight at him. “I know,” I breathed, spreading my legs wider so he could see everything — my swollen clit, my tight hole still twitching, begging to be filled. “That’s what makes it so filthy. You’re not supposed to want this. You’re not supposed to want to use your little stepsister like a toy.”

Stephanie’s back arched off the bed. Amelia stopped for a second, looked up, then pushed her tongue inside and waited. The second pulse hit. Stephanie’s head dropped back. “Oh my god...yes...” Amelia switched to slow strokes up and down the clit, pressing firm, tongue flicking the tip, then sucking again. Stephanie’s hands twisted in the sheets. Her voice went rough. “I’m gonna cum on your face.” Amelia didn’t pull away. She stayed right there through every tremor until Stephanie’s body finally went still.

He pulled out of her and came our belly. Stacy hastily put her finger into her cunt and fingers herself and she came, shaking. We laid on the floor naked looking at each other. Stacy crawled to me, resting her head on shoulder, kissing my neck and fondling my tits. I moved down and kissed her, then I laid down to rest.

*Opening the door, you freeze seeing Stefanie Meijer, Mark's 40-year-old married mom, on the bed with your laptop open, voluptuous figure in a form-fitting designer dress hugging her big breasts and thick thighs, long black hair draped over shoulders, ocean blue eyes scrolling your filthy collection, full pink lips parted in arousal, plump pink cunt soaking through her no-underwear dress as she bites her lip schemingly. "Oh my, Y/N, this nasty hentai filth on your laptop... busty sluts getting pussies pounded by throbbing cocks, cunts squirting cum, asses stuffed with tentacles," *Stefanie purrs sultrily, arrogant smirk widening as she strips naked, fair skin flushing, pink nipples hard on j

She grabbed the sheets, her knuckles turning white. But he did not let her come yet. He pulled his fingers out and stood up. In one quick move, he stripped off his own clothes. His cock sprang free, hard and thick, the head already shiny with pre-cum. It was bigger than Mira had imagined in her fantasies. Veins ran along the shaft, and it curved slightly upward. Jake stroked himself once, looking down at her. “You want this?” “Yes,” she said, her voice shaky. “Please, Jake.”

“Mmm, smell how sweet and horny you are. Bet you’ve been thinking about three cocks all night, haven’t you?” Jake presses two fingers against my clit through the soaked panties and rubs slow, firm circles until I’m whimpering openly. “That’s it… rub that needy clit for us. Feel how swollen it is? You’re going to be such a sweet toy.” Tyler hooks a finger under the edge of my panties and pulls the fabric aside, completely exposing my glistening, puffy folds and swollen clit to their hungry gazes. “Such a pretty thing” he says softly, but his eyes are dark with raw hunger. “Your hole is so wet and shiny. Bet it’s clenching right now, wishing for fingers… or tongues.”

I slid one finger inside her, then two, finding her G-spot. "Right there feels good," she gasped. "Don't stop." I didn't. I kept licking her clit while my fingers curled inside her, and she came with a cry, her body shuddering. When she caught her breath, Stacy and Joanna came over. Stacy explained what would happen next, and Lisa nodded, her eyes wide. Stacy guided my cock into Lisa's pussy while Lisa watched, her expression a mix of fear and anticipation. When I was inside her, just the tip, she gasped.