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My other hand joined the first and penetrated my pussy with two fingers. I was free to do or say anything I wanted. No one could see in and the doors were locked. I was breathing faster now. I looked around the room and moaned out “Ohhhhh, I wish someone was here to see me cum!” A new rush of excitement came over me as I said those naughty words. My fantasy turned back to Blake and I on the blanket in the maple grove. How he pounded into my virgin pussy again and again! I looked at his picture and put direct pressure on my hard clit.

- Taming Faye ( English & Taglish version) - Starved Passion ( English & Taglish version) - Her First Mistake - Sweet Bastard - Fire& Gasoline: When Spanks Flies Faster Than Sparks - Indebted To The Billionaire Alpha - Mated To The Kinky and Dominating Alpha I hope you read and enjoy. Thank you💜💜

Thank you… By the way, the last two bonus chapters are the beginning of another story coming up soon, which also means the same characters here would be present in the new work I will be releasing. So stay updated. I would also like you to check out my other books, such as Born to be My Luna, which is the first book I ever created. It’s very important to me, because it was my whole world that brought me out of misery during my darkest times. For the next few months, I will try switching to the YA/Contemporary romance genre next, exploring the story of one female and two males leads, something kind of like Pixie and her two mates. That said, check them out real soon, and please, don’t forget

, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Burning passion is a novella, so just sit back and enjoy a long blissful erotic stories THANK YOU AGAIN❤️!!

“Well, you know that you’re the one that he fantasizes about. That’s why he wouldn’t look at you.” Daniela smiled. “I know.” I stared at her, surprised. “And here I thought you were all innocent. Have you been doing something you shouldn’t be, Berni?” She rolled her eyes. “I’m a teenage girl. I read. Romance novels, fanfiction. If it’s got smut, I’m there.” I raised an eyebrow. “What about porn?” Daniela made a face. “No. Porn’s too awkward. I need a little fantasy. I can’t just watch stuff like that, you know.”

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All the brothers' fantasy frantically about Cassandra. Now she understood — why they ever were so drawn towards her like moths. She was the burning flame who shall end their sorrows every night. The womanly flame rekindled every time they touched her and she smiled at them. Thinking about their reverse harem dynamics gave her goosebumps, electrifying and strong. Before she could nod her head, Alex was already running off behind Darla and Cassandra; Cassandra in the lead. She didn't even hear what he had told her...

2. PREYE Dad left years ago after the separation, so it’s just me and Mom back home. She’s been grinding through everything alone, and I’ve gotten damn good at hiding my secrets. I’m straight as fuck. Men do it for me hard,thick heavy cocks stretching my pussy wide open, gagging on dick until my eyes water and spit runs down my chin, that rough BDSM shit where a guy ties me up and treats my holes like his personal cum dump. Nothing beats sucking cock though. Feeling it throb and swell on my tongue, swallowing every thick rope when he’s earned it.

I asked, suddenly feeling entirely exposed under her stare. “Too much?” Amy grabbed my shoulders and whirled me toward the three-way mirror. “Look at yourself! You look insanely sexy, Nova. You look like a fantasy.” A fantasy. The word struck a chord deep in my belly, bringing back the exact heat of the shower water, the slick friction of my own fingers, and the memory of Finn and Kelly tearing me apart. I imagined them seeing me in this. I imagined Finn ripping this crimson fabric open, or Kelly bunching it up around my waist to look at my wet pussy.

Tonight, though, it was doing something else entirely, making her pulse race with a mix of nerves and wicked excitement. She’d found the messages two nights ago while Mark was in the shower. His phone buzzed on the nightstand; she glanced, saw a p**n forum notification, clicked through out of idle curiosity. Threads upon threads: “Watching my wife get fucked by a stranger,” “Cuckold cleanup,” “Wife’s first BBC.” Her stomach flipped, not with disgust, but with a dark, thrilling recognition. Mark had never said a word. Never hinted. But the timestamps lined up with nights he’d begged her to describe fantasies while he jerked off, always circling back to “what if someone else touched you?”