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Her body now suspended with the sling giving her support while her arms and legs are spread out. Oh, the view that crotchless teddy is giving. I know it’s more because of the heat than anything, but just that little teasing had her dripping. I could see her juices glistening on her lower lips. I can’t wait to taste her. But first, there’s more fun to be had. “Alec…” Crista moaned, turning her head as I stepped over to where I had already set out some toys to use. I smiled over at her as I picked up the smallest anal plug, ensuring it was adequately lubed before taking it and a compact silicone finger vibrator.

The way his fingers are being clenched by her pussy walls, he is sure, he would have cum if it was his cock rather than his fingers. He keeps ramming his fingers, inside her pussy, faster and faster, hitting her g-spot, while his other hand clamps her mouth, muffling her screams of pleasure. Tiara feels the dam in her stomach crumbling with each hit of Stefano's finger and soon it breaks. A stream of pleasure oozes out of her swollen pussy, which is immediately get dried by Stefano's talented tongue. Finished Stefano helps Tiara, in fixing herself. "Prepare a lie to spend the night, out. As the flames of hell are ready to burn your whole night." Commanding Stefano leaves, leaving a stunned a

I held the back of his head and made him stay there, sucking one tit while his hand worked the other. My free hand slid down and lifted the habit. Bare pussy right in his face. Already wet. “Look at it,” I said. He pulled off my nipple with a wet sound and stared. “You want to taste it?” “Yes.” he’s breath was shaky, he was clearly nervous, “Then ask nicely.” “Please… let me taste you.” “Beg better.” His voice dropped. “Please, Sister. Let me put my mouth on you. I need it.” I smiled. “On your knees, worship me.”

If only he knew how wrong he was? “Why don't we fix that?” His hand trailed down my stomach, stopping at my pussy. He played with the little pubic hairs that were starting to pop out before cupping my pussy in his hand. I threw my head back as my eyes closed on their own. He slipped two fingers into my pussy, pumping them slowly inside me. “Oh, fuck yes,” I gasped, rocking against his fingers. Images of Xander's body, voice, and tattoos played in my mind, and I shamefully imagined he was the one touching me.

Chris plants his lips on my neck , sucking and licking passionately. I was going to cum all over his knee. The pressure in my stomach builds up, my breathing haggard as I feel my insides tighten up. His knees rub faster and I let out a slight moan as I feel myself cum into my panties. He knee drops and he grabs my neck, crashing his lips into mine again. I kiss him back passionately, my tongue pushing against his. He slides his fingers between us, slipping into my panties, feeling my wetness. I moan into his mouth, my body melting into his.

All filthy, unapologetic tales of the desires we never say out loud. Stepfathers who shouldn’t look twice. Friends who were never just friends. In-laws who cross every line. Strangers who claim what they shouldn’t. And the kind of love that starts in pure sin and ends in absolute addiction. No safe words. No apologies. Just raw, forbidden heat that will leave your legs aching and needy. All characters are 18+. Explicit content throughout. Read with raw caution.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

The third spank landed lower, catching the sensitive spot where cheek met thigh. “Three…” I moaned louder, fingers curling against the floor. The fourth followed immediately on the opposite side. “Four…” The moan came out broken as the fire built. By the fifth my skin felt tight and hot. “Five…” I whimpered the number, hips shifting restlessly. The sixth pulled a longer sound from my throat. “Six… ahh...” The seventh and eighth came harder. “Seven… mmm… Eight…” Each count mixed with helpless moans while fresh slickness coated my folds and began to dampen his trousers beneath me.

He was making it seem like this was the professional test it's supposed to be, instead of the violation it was. The coil tightened, and her thighs trembled against the cold metal. She was climbing toward something terrifying. “Please,” she whispered, not knowing what she was asking for. “Almost there,” he said, as if measuring a specimen. His thumb pressed down hard on her clit, and his fingers crooked sharply inside her.

I was losing control, my body trembling under him. He fucked me faster, his hips moving like a machine. The pressure built again, but this time it was too intense. Tears started spilling from my eyes as the pleasure became almost painful. “It’s too much…” I cried, my voice shaky. “You're so deep... I can't…” “You can and you will,” He growled, not slowing down. He rubbed my clit even harder. “Cry for me, slut. Show me how good this dick feels.” I started sobbing from the overwhelming sensations, my body shaking. Tears ran down my cheeks, but my hips kept pushing up to meet his thrusts. He loved it. He slapped my tit again, then squeezed hard, twisting my nipple.