Novel & Cerita Filthy Mature

If I were in the right frame of mind, I would have been embarrassed but I couldn’t bring myself to care. He fucked me against the counter making sure to wrangle every sound he could from me. it was rough and absolutely filthy but I loved it. I gripped his shoulders and back not caring about how I could be scratching him up and if his answering grunts were any indicator, he didn’t seem to mind either. I could feel another orgasm cresting. “Jake, I can’t.” “You can,” his voice was harsh. “You are going to cum on my cock like a good girl, am I clear?”

She eased up the slightest bit as she said, "You always eat me so good, you have to know that is very endearing. But tonight I don't want that sweetness. I want you to put your cock into me and cum inside me, but I don't want you to clean me up after, not even the facial I want you to give this slut later. I want to be dirty from you, soiled like a naughty wife all night with your spunk, like granny in a porno, as many times as you give it to me." "Well, I must say that as a change the look is kind of primitive but also attractive. Maybe I mean it is attractive in an "earth woman" sort of way... especially when you are dripping from me." Another thought occurred. "Maybe, in my mind, shaving

Mort deeply apologizes over and over again in a low but soothing tone. When she realized that it wasn't a dream, Sumire let go with fright and moved away from him, pulling the sheet and crawling against the headboard of the bed, which slightly surprised Mort. "D-don't...t-touch...m-me...I'm already dirty... I'm no longer worthy of you. I've been touched by many men...please, find somebody else and forget about me..." stuttered, Sumire sobbed overwhelm with disgust as she tried to erase the nasty touch of the men on her skin who had taken advantage of her last night.

“I love being your dirty little wife— hah— don’t stop— I’m so close again!” He reached for something on the side — a thick vibrating toy. He pressed it against my clit while continuing to pound into me. “Oh my god— oh my god—!” My moans turned into desperate, broken sobs of pleasure. “It’s too much— fuck— I’m coming— nngh—!” I shattered hard, squirting around his cock as the orgasm ripped through me. Lucien groaned and came deep inside me, holding me up as my legs gave out. Later in the huge bed, he wasn’t done.

he murmured Chloe whimpered. She tried to keep quiet, but small sounds escaped anyway, sharp, needy breaths. The shower ran loudly overhead, but Mia could come down any second. Damien pumped his fingers slowly, curling them against the front wall of her pussy. His thumb stayed on her clit, rubbing steady pressure. “Come for me,” he ordered softly. “Right here. While she’s washing my come off her body from last night. Come on my fingers like the dirty girl who watches her cousin get fucked.”

he said low and filthy as he finally slid two thick bare fingers along my wet folds parting them slowly and tracing every slippery inch. “These are your labia majora and minora swollen up thick and sensitive because your body is begging to get fucked. Feel how they part so easily when I spread them open like this.” His touch was firm and clinical but so fucking filthy, tracing every inch as my body trembled hard, a soft moan slipping out of me. “Ohhh proff—“

The black mats squelched wetly under their bodies, sticky with layers of old and fresh filth that clung to their skin like glue. They started with Aurora. Elias grabbed her by the hair and slammed her face-first into a cold puddle of old cum and piss on the floor. “Lick it up, you pathetic little cumrag,” he snarled, forcing her tongue deep into the disgusting mixture. Aurora sobbed brokenly as she lapped at the cold, slimy sludge — the bitter, salty-acrid taste burning her tongue while Lucian mounted her from behind and rammed his thick cock balls-deep into her tight young asshole with zero mercy. The tearing, burning stretch made her scream into the filth, her voice muffled as her face was

“You filthy little sinner. tempting me…runing me…” “Yes! Yes, I’m bad. Punish me, Father Khatri,” Matthew whines, arching into the touch and Khatri’s cock weeps behind his zipper. He yanks the boy’s shirt off, tossing it across the room, and then rakes his nails down Matthew’s oddly pale skin, leaving red welts. The boy’s cock twitches between them, leaking more and more stream until Khatri grips it in his large fist. a moan rips from Matthew that’s so erotic, it has to belong in sinful places like Sodom. His head falls into the crook of Khatri’s neck and he rasps. “Please, give me more.”

Wet, filthy squelching sounds filled the room as his cum was forced out of me with every stroke, dripping down my thighs in messy rivulets. “That’s it. Take your stepfather’s cock while your mother is right down the hall,” he grunted, voice rough with lust. “You’re such a dirty fucking girl, Sophia. My personal cumslut. My forbidden little whore.” “Yesss…yess I’m your whore, harder, Daddyy! Fuck me harder!” I sobbed into the pillow, lost in overwhelming pleasure. The degrading words sent me spiraling. My pussy clenched violently around him, milking his thick shaft as another orgasm built like a tidal wave.

Her panting became labored and slight screams escaped as she exhaled. "Fuck me fuck me fuck me!" Her screams only echoed louder off of her desk. "That's it, fuck me like I'm your 19-year-old slut. Fuck m- ahh ahh! Ahh!" Matt's fingers dig into her ass and hips as he flexed all the muscles in his body. Cramming his shaft inside her as hard and fast as he could, he was so close.