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Without hesitation, I slipped the third finger, causing her to moan loudly. Sherry held onto my waist, her grip tight as she ground her pu**y against mine. At the same time, I was fingerfucking Allison, who was now moaning loudly, her body trembling with pleasure. Sherry raised her head, her tongue flicking out to lap at the juices flowing from Allison's pu**y as I continued to fuck her with my fingers. The scene was so erotic, so charged, that I felt myself nearing my climax. I kept grinding my pu**y on Sherry and added another fourth finger on Allison's pu**y, wanting to know how far I could stretch her pu**y.

Contents: Fingering, raw sex, shaking orgasm, stimulating. CHAPTER 1 I moaned as I rubbed the vibrator in circles on my already wet pussy. My feet were curled up as I was so close to orgasm when I heard the doorbell ring. Reluctantly I got up from the bed and hid the vibrator in my wardrobe.

He kneaded the other intensely and slowly worked his way towards my p*ssy. Quickly, slowly—like an expert who had mastered the art of weaponizing a woman with his finger—he dipped 2 fingers into my p*ssy. I shrieked with so much intensity. My breathing was all over the place and my moans were loud. The cold rain wasn't making me feel cold anymore but hot. I felt so hot. He kept digging his fingers inside me, in and out, and then dipped another finger. "Do you like it… do you like me fingering you…."

“This cunt is fucking drenched. She’s been thinking about this, hasn’t she?” He pushed two thick fingers inside me without warning. I gasped loudly, my knees buckling slightly. “Answer him,” Alexander commanded from the couch. “Yes…” I moaned, my voice shaking. “I’ve been wet since you told me…” Marcus pumped his fingers deeper, curling them perfectly. “Shhh Greedy little slut,” he murmured against my ear. “You like the idea of two older men ruining you, don’t you?” I bit my lip hard, trying not to moan too pathetically, but it was useless. My hips were already moving against his hand.

My fingers massage my nipple, the pther low and deep in my wet pussy as I massage my clit, growing impossibly wetter as each second ticks by. "Are you touching yourself as I fuck your mouth, piccola?" He asks, his voice low, erotic, the very epitome of sin and sexuality. "Hmm." I moan in response as my knees tremble in pleasure. His eyes meet mine, green eyes on brown, as he fucks my mouth, and I finger myself, my fingers thrusting in and out of my channel like it's his thick veiny cock that wrecks my mouth, my jaw brusin with each thrust, each fuck, each tug on my hair.

Sex induced labor, and if there was anything I wanted in me before the painful labor, it was his dick. Christian breathed as his fingers now moved between my wet folds carefully, and it is here that I realized maybe fantasies do come true, as one of mine was happening: my husband's brother fingering me as Christian now pushed aside my folds before slipping his thick middle finger in me, earning him a moan as fire ignited through my body.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

I could feel his fingers stretching my throbbing entrance before they sunk even deeper inside of me. "It’s so hot and so wet inside of you, Anny. I can’t wait to thrust my cock inside you," Rowan confessed lustily to me. It gave me pleasure to know that he desired me as well. However, before I could enjoy that warm feeling that bubbled inside of my chest, his fingers began pounding in and out of my hole. As his fingers moved faster and harder inside of me, I screamed from the pleasure. His thick, long fingers began hitting the sensitive spot deep inside my love tunnel while his words only made me imagine his massive cock plowing into me and messing up my insides until I would climax intensel

I slipped my middle finger back in her easily. "I wish you could see this view," I told her, "my cock slipping in and out, the lips of your hot little pussy clasping it and pulling out with each stroke. My finger, going in and out of that little brown hole. This is amazing." With that, I slipped my index finger in with the middle. She handled it pretty easy, with a few grunts, and after a few moments she was pushing back.

Raymond hissed, his hands fisting in my hair to steady my head while he positioned himself. He drove in with a single, powerful lunge. I let out a muffled scream against Richard’s cock, my body jerking forward from the force of the impact. Raymond filled me completely, his massive size stretching my pussy to the absolute limit. It was a sensory overload—Richard’s thickness filling my mouth and throat, while Raymond’s aggressive weight hammered into me from behind, his hips meeting mine with a jarring, rhythmic force.