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And the man inserted another finger into her dripping pussy, making Nathalie gasp at the sudden wave. "Owh! You….!" She threw her head back as her body twitched upon his slow and teasing movements, Lucas began to wet his fingers within her opening like an explorer. Nathalie intentionally moved, switching her side which made the cherry fall, and she looked at him with a mischievous grin which made Lucas pause. He pulled out his fingers and licked them slowly in front of her, while his heated gaze never left her face.

This shit sounded like a lullaby. As we approached the stairs, i was beginning to start panicking all over again but i felt roman tighten his grip on his hand. He linked our arms as we walked down the stairs, I felt the stares from different people and I could hear distant mumbling. “Ignore anything that should be ignored” Roman whispered as we finally came down the stairs. People began approaching us, rather approaching Roman. I wanted to pull away but he held me still. “Good evening, Mr Lysander. How are you doing?” A lady from the group that approached us asked.

her pussy and then licked it, and she buckled up, back arched and eyes closed, and then she started eating her pussy more urgently or intense and she began to thrash in ecstasy which made the guys more excited as they fucked the giant females, not long again , Gemini comes with a loud shout, thinking that will be all, she did not expect the lady to stick her fist inside her pussy and began to fuck her with it, the feeling was so intense that she came again, before she could get her bearing she felt herself being lifted and turned so that her back was up and her front was down, then she positioned her doggy style and before she could say anything she put her fist back into her pussy from beh

After consuming the life out of her, I sit up, and my hand slowly strokes my length. "Mmm, are you ready for some vaginal fisting from Daddy?" I ask. She laughs softly and nods, then licks her lips. "Relax for me, baby." Slowly, I slide my fist inside her tight entrance, and minutes later, the magic trick becomes successful as my fist can no longer be seen. Her walls clench tightly around my fist, and I quickly lean in to kiss her hungrily and fervently, groaning in her mouth. "Let me tell you what happened in my

💦🍆Best Friend's Lust🍆💦 Kira's pov "Ryan, did you pour detergent instead of salt?" Rhian whispered a question. "I guess so." Ryan shrugged and I turned to them. Immediately, they pointed to each other. What did they just say right now? Detergent? Into a pot of soup. "Mama! He did it!" Rhian pointed a finger to Ryan. "No, she did it!" Ryan denied and gave Rhian a glare.

“I need to see how messy that little kittie is right now.” “Jax, stop — they’re right there,” I hissed, but my legs parted anyway. Two of his fingers shoved the cum-soaked panties aside and plunged straight into my slick heat. I bit down on his shoulder to muffle my cry. The stretch burned so good. I was impossibly wet, his earlier load making everything slippery and obscene. “Fuck, Lila,” he groaned quietly, pumping his fingers slowly, curling them against that spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyes. “You’re absolutely drenched. My cum and your juices everywhere. Such a nasty little sister.”

Right tit next, tortured symmetrically, bruises purpling under suction bites, the cool water lapping abused flesh amplifying sting to electric fire. Fingers invaded three in pussy, scissoring wide, hooking g-spot relentlessly while thumb ground clit circles brutal. "Finger-fuck your slut wife—make me squirt the pool!" Water churned frothy around hand, her hips bucking water-splash, screams bouncing off enclosure "Liam—yes, fist-deep!" He added pinky, knuckles stretching entrance taut, punching inward savage, free hand choking throat underwater briefly bubbles erupting panicked-pleasured. Orgasm detonated—"Crying...I'm cummming Liam!" squirting mixing pool, body convulsing wall-pinned.

she ordered. My eyes widened and my pussy clenched from both fear and desire. I’d heard of fisting, but it seemed too painful to imagine, still, this was what she wanted, and when she moaned my name again, I didn’t hesitate anymore. I tucked my thumb in and slowly worked my hand inside her. I started slow, fucking her with my fingers until she was wet enough for me to slip my hand inside her greedy pussy. “Penelope,” She whimpered, “clawing at my sheets. “Mmmg, just like that, make Mommy come all over your hand, pretty girl.”

The wet squelching sounds were absolutely obscene. “You’re such a disgusting little fist slut,” she laughed. “Taking my whole hand like a cheap whore. I bet Maya would die if she saw her best friend getting fisted by her big sister.” The dirty talk sent me over the edge again. I came violently around her fist, my pussy gushing and squirting all over her arm and the bed. Lena kept fisting me through it, drawing out the orgasm until I was sobbing with pleasure. She finally pulled her hand out slowly, leaving my cunt gaping wide open. She brought her soaked fist to my mouth.

I stepped closer, my voice quiet and cruel. “And now that you want it, I’m supposed to say yes immediately?” He tried to explain, but I lifted my hand. “Forget it.” I met his eyes. “Since you love your game so much, let’s play one more.” “…Game?” “Yes.” “Bring twelve slips of paper. Write your name on one. Leave the rest blank.” I held his gaze, unblinking. “If I draw your name first, I’ll marry you on the spot.” “But if it’s the twelfth...”