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Emma tried but her body betrayed her. Her pussy clenched around him, soaking his cock, the wet sounds between them loud and filthy. Every thrust made her moan louder every sharp twist of her nípple made her shudder. “Don’t lie to me” he hissed, smacking her ass hard enough to make her jolt on his cóck. “Your cúnt’s squeezing the life out of me. Say it. Say you’re going to cúm for me.” Emma’s face burned, her nails digging into the desk edge as her body convulsed.

He was relentless, his pace increasing until he was jackhammering into me, his cock a solid, unyielding piston that dominated my entire existence. He broke the kiss and whispered hotly against my ear, “Your mother warns everyone about me… but here you are, legs spread wide, dripping for the Devil. You were made for this. Made to take my cock.” His words sent a fresh rush of wetness between my legs. The taboo of his words, the sheer blasphemy of my desire, acted like a drug. My pussy spasmed around him, milking him with desperate, involuntary contractions. “I don’t care,” I screamed, my nails drawing bloody crescents into the meat of his shoulders. “I’m yours. Do it. Break me.”

he ordered, irritated that she left him hard and aching and there was nothing he could do about it. Even jacking off was a crime now. Nothing that might encourage or lead to sex was permitted, as the country simply couldn't handle the burden of more children. “You’re a dirty, little cock tease who will always have a horny pussy. Why aren't you like the normal girls who control themselves?" he snarled.

God, I’m turning him on as well. Thirst Trap returns carrying a bunch of things that look like sticks, but I quickly recognize those as a special type of incense. I’ve seen those in the black market while I was on a mission. I don’t know the specifics, but I do know they’ve been used for centuries as mild aphrodisiacs. Why are they doing this, though? I’m already longing for them, and I’m doing fine without this type of assistance. Why would they need it? Something tells me this is not as simple as it seems.

She casually drops the bra on the floor, still focusing out the window. '"Taboo?' Really? Where the fuck did you find that word? Incest, Father. We are talking about incest. Having sex with your family." I shift in my chair. Maybe I'm too careful, but I need a clear sign. "Which is also illegal, and for very good reasons."

A lesbian couple explores dominance and submission when one breaks their rules. This leads to a raw and intimate moment of punishment and deep connection. Trigger Warning: This story deals with themes of hardcore BDSM and humiliation. Skip this story if you can't handle the heat. ****************** I came home from work early and found Tory naked in our bed, using the vibrator on her pussy. Instead of reacting right away, I took a moment to watch her. Her legs were spread wide, and she was pleasuring herself with a wild, carefree abandon I rarely saw. Usually, Tory was shy about this, but not now. I savored the sight of her misbehaving.

Just the two of us. He didn’t offer me a seat. Instead, he stood close, too close, studying my face. “You said you’ve been having impure thoughts about a priest,” he said softly. “Tell me… what exactly do you imagine him doing to you?” My face burned. My thighs pressed together instinctively. “I… I imagine him kissing me,” I whispered. “Touching me. Taking me in ways that are forbidden.” His breathing had grown heavier. “And does that make you wet, Isabella? Does imagining a man of God fucking you make your innocent little pussy ache?”

On a side table, rows of red candles sat beside bottles of oil and lube. "What the hell?" Emma gasped. She never imagined Romero would be such a freak. She imagined him bringing sexy girls into this secret playground. Yes, he was rich enough to get girls who shared similar sexual kinks. She thought about how he would make their bodies coil with a mix of pleasure and pain... Images of Romero doing freaky things with baddies filled Emma's mind. A rush of heat flooded her body. Her nipples stiffened against her lace bra. It rubbed against the fabric. A warm, throbbing sensation bloomed between her thighs. Her pussy grew slick. The sudden wetness made her press her legs together.

EMMA My body was still trembling, thighs slick with our mixed juices, when Sarah lifted herself off me. Her face glistened with my cum, lips swollen and shiny. I lay there on the couch, naked and panting, my perky tits heaving, my shaved pussy still pulsing and leaking from the intense orgasm she’d just given me. Jake stood beside us, his thick cock still half-hard, glistening with the last drops of his own release. The sight of his cum streaking across Mom’s ass and my thighs made my clit throb all over again.

With shaking legs, I whispered under my breath, voice breaking: “Mama… I’m so sorry if I don’t make it. Your whore daughter just wanted to take care of you and her brother…” I crawled back onto the bed, turned onto my back, and slowly spread my legs wide open for all four men. My hands were trembling as I reached down and spread my puffy pussy lips myself, exposing my stretched, glistening hole. “Do it,” I whispered, voice barely audible. “I want to know my real limit.” The four men looked at each other, then at Epstein, who nodded with a sick grin. Jamal went first, sliding back into my womb. Rico forced himself in beside him. My pussy stretched painfully around two massive cocks again. The