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When she did, his tongue swept in, hot and wet and demanding, licking every bit of sensitive flesh and coaxing her own tongue to dance with his. Heat flash through her, tightening her nipples and making the pulse in her sex throb like a bass drum. It pounded through her blood stream, so hard she was sure Matt could feel it vibrate in her body. His own body heat was surging into hers, eating her blood, and even through the layers of their clothing she could feel the hard, swollen thickness of his cock.

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I gasped as something cold pressed against my sensitive pussy - Nico’s fingers spreading a cold substance all over my entrance. “Just some lube,” he chuckled at my reaction. “It’ll heat up soon, I promise you.” His rough hands kneaded my buttocks, spreading them apart and then I felt him spreading the cold gel around my anus, his finger teasing the opening. “Oh, my god!” He wasn’t lying. I was on fire. The gel heated everything he touched. He pinched my clit, rolling it between his fingers. My nails burrowed painfully into my palms. “Do you want more?” he asked, his voice rough, like the feeling of his stubbled cheek on my naked back.

Her wet tank top showed off her gorgeous tits and her hiked up shorts showed off her fantastic round ass. Clutching one crutch with his arm, his hand reached down to rub his aching cock. As Cassie moved around the car, washing it thoroughly, he began to wonder if he was going to last through the whole thing. She was getting wetter and wetter as she went and soon her whole body was glistening, her tank top clung to every curve and so did her tiny shorts. Her firm thighs were wet as well as her lightly muscled stomach. She hadn't bothered to pull her shorts back into place and he was enjoying that view as well.

“Answer me now! What did you two argue about?” “You won’t like the answer.“ I snap at him. I whimper when he pinches my clit and says, “Leave it up to me.” He fastens his fingers, sliding in and out of me again and again. He is putting pressure on my g-spot. My own fingers never feel this good. His grip is firm and his digits are thick. I want to come so badly. So hard. My pussy starts clenching around his fingers. I am at the edge again.

I groan as we walk together to find Malison. “You mean your hot cousin?". Yeah, Gabby had a thing for my cousin. Infact, she wasn't the only one who had a thing for him. I mean, he is so hot, and undeniably, I might have a thing for him too. “He is not so hot". I sigh. Pftttttttttt, what a big lie! He is literally the hottest guy I've ever set eyes on. “Whatever miss four eyes". She retorted.

she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. Gage shrugged, his eyes locked on hers. "I just need some sugar," he said, his voice low and smooth. Before Nicole could respond, Mr. Flynn swooped in, his voice dripping with seduction. "Oh, baby, why do you need sugar?" Mr. Flynn asked, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Nicole felt her face grow hot with embarrassment as Gage's eyes flickered to Mr. Flynn, a hint of amusement dancing in their depths. "I need it for my coffee," Gage said, his voice even.

My eyes darted to Zoey just in time to see her slip a tiny remote from the strap of her thong and press it, her gaze never leaving mine. “Ready for Sasha Fierce?” She teased, the corner of her lips curving into that smirk that made my cock throb hungrily inside my pants. I let out a short breath, unable to look away. I leaned backwards, my back to the bed’s headboard. “Show me what Sasha Fierce has got.” Her grin deepened, a spark flashing in her eyes as she circled the pole. Her fingers glided along the metal slowly, her hips rolling in time with the beat. Slowly, smooth, controlled, and absolutely wicked.