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She kept stroking me through it until the aftershocks faded and I had to gently push her hand away, oversensitive. I rolled toward her and pushed her onto her back. Her legs fell open easily. I kissed down her throat, across her breasts, lingering to suck each nipple until she squirmed. Lower still, over the soft plane of her stomach. The scent of her arousal reached me before I even parted her folds with my fingers. She was slick and swollen. I settled between her thighs and licked a long stripe from her entrance up to her clit. The taste was sharp and clean. Her hips jerked and she made a low sound that went straight through me.

His lips found the sensitive skin of my neck, sucking a mark right below my ear. “No one has to know,,” he whispered into my ear, his voice a low, vibrating sin. “Just a secret. Just once. I’m so hard for you right now, I can barely breathe.” He traced his tongue up to my earlobe, licking it slowly. I shivered, my head falling back. “Eva doesn’t have a single sex bone in her body,” he muttered, his hands sliding down to my waist. “She’s all career and wedding plans. She doesn’t look at me the way you do. She doesn’t make me feel like this.”

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.

Fabric fell open, showing off the flushed curve of my tit, skin all warm and waiting for trouble. He dragged in a breath, sharp and ragged, his knuckles blanching where they gripped the chair. "Elara." It came out broken, like he'd scraped it over broken glass, and I could feel his control cracking, splintering right down the middle. I scooted closer, my lips ghosting his ear, breath hot as I murmured, "I've gotten off to you so many nights. Picturing you manhandling me right here, bending me over and wrecking me for being your filthy little cocktease." My palm skimmed his thigh, soaking up the scorch through his pants, that massive ridge pulsing under the zipper like it had a heartbeat of i

She was dimly aware of Jenna moving closer, her presence adding a layer of eroticism to the already charged scene. Travis's hands grasped her hips, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through her body, as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "Are you ready, Sadile?" he whispered, his voice a low rumble that sent a jolt of excitement through her. Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that

Now she was spread wide open to his lustful gaze. Blaire was horrified at how her body responded, she had never felt so humiliated. But the realization that her pussy was utterly exposed to her brother-in-law’s eyes, plus the sight of his cock, sticking up fiercely from below his belly, give rise to an erotic excitement that she couldn't control. Her pussy dripped wet and Fred could not help but grin as he watched it drip wetly and her cum soaked her pussylips. He leaned closer and placed his thumbs against the puffy outer layer of her pussylips which were covered by tiny curled dark hair. As he pressed the tender lips open wide, all her juicy inner pinkness became exposed.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

“My filthy toy, your nipples beg for me, not Sophie’s pathetic lies.” He stepped back, pulled her diary from his bag, and his smile turned wicked. “Read your last entry,” he said. He handed her the small notebook. “Rub your pussy while you do.” Eva’s fingers shook as she opened the diary and found her words about their lecture hall sex. “He should fucked me until I loose my memory,” she read. Her voice wobbled, and her fingers slipped between her thighs, brushed her clit, already slick from their sex. “Mmm,” she moaned. Her pussy pulsed, and her eyes stayed on Hayes.

“I want to see it.” Maddox thrust upward in a rapid rhythm, the motion lifting her slightly with each stroke. Nate’s fingers kept working her clit in those tight, relentless circles. Liora came first, body tightening around Maddox, a broken cry caught against his palm. Her thighs trembled. He followed half a minute later, gripping her hips and holding her down while he emptied into her. The heat spread deep, pulsing. Nate pulled her mouth back onto him and finished across her tongue a few strokes after, the release sharp and controlled.

I spent hours alone reading my books, with the image of Jack’s cock print on his shorts constantly flashing before my eyes. I distracted myself, moving everywhere reading different topics. But it never stopped flashing before my eyes. I was reading, and I started feeling my pussy throbbing, soaking my panties. My nipples felt hard and aching. I went to take a shower to relieve myself of those thoughts. In the bathroom, I stood before the mirror, and saw Jack behind me. His hand wrapped around my neck and his other hand fondling my tits. I turned on the tap and poured water onto my face, ending all lustful hallucinations.