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She nodded. "Good, now touch it gently. Move your index and middle fingers on it's surface slowly. Keep doing that." He said and she continued rubbing her clit with her eyes closed as she built up a set of strong sexual urge. "Open your eyes Sunflower, focus on the screen. Do not close your eyes." He commanded in a soft tone and tender voice. Paige obeyed meekly. She opened her eyes and slowly focused it on the screen. She moaned loudly as she watched the sex scene going on.

Flo lifted herself up and spread her legs wide as she sat on Lucius' desk. "Deeper, Lucius!" moaned Flo as she played with her rubbery mounds. "Ahh...Ah...You're so sexy Flo! !" a husky voice mixed with lust from Lucius. Lucius then grinned and turned Flo's body onto her back. Flo lowered her legs and held on to the edge of the table, waiting to see what Lucius would do next. With her clothes out of place, Flo looked very untidy. Lucius repositioned himself and continued to shake Flo's body with hard and fast strokes. This gave Flo extraordinary pleasure.

She has even lost count of how many times she had watched the movie. Several minutes passed by in silence and a sex scene showed on the screen which made Flora feel the absence of a man. She felt herself being aroused as she watched the actors fucking on a yacht. She could feel her core getting wet and her clit was also throbbing. When she couldn’t focus on the movie anymore she turned it off. She missed her boyfriend, Matteo so much.

Her insides were already on fire, but she let out a loud groan as he pulled her dress down and grabbed one of her n*pples with his mouth, licking and sucking as if he was relishing a juicy fruit. Florence clenched her fingers on the blanket beneath her, trying to control herself not to explode with pleasure. She knew there was a lot more to happen still, so she wanted to enjoy it as much as she could. But Scott wasn’t making it easier for her. “Scott, please,” Florence moaned again. He stopped what he was doing to look at her for a second, his eyes darkened with lust. She had never seen him like that before, and she loved the sight of him completely inebriated by her.

He nuzzled against her, his lips on her neck, nibbling and kissing his way up to her earlobe, where she'd always been ticklish. " Ooh," she whispered. " Ooh! Oh, oh, oh. . . Fu*k." She sighed, as he worked his fingers against the slick seam . . . and then she forgot to pose, forgot about trying to look good, and lost herself inside her own pleasure. Luci watched her squeeze her eyes shut as she clamped her thighs against his wrist and snapped her hips up, once, twice, three times before she froze, all the muscles in her thighs and belly and bottom tense and quivering, and he felt her contract against his fingers.

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Lucian growled. He didn't use a condom. He never did. He guided himself to the entrance, his cock thick and throbbing, and shoved inside with a brutal, single thrust. "Ahh! F**k!" Phineas screamed, his head hitting the wall. He wasn't faking the pain. Lucian was too big, too aggressive. He pounded into Phineas, his hands gripping his ass and squeezing until the skin bruised. The sex was raw and ugly. Phineas’s legs were hooked over Lucian’s arms, his body swinging with every violent shove. Lucian’s teeth sank into the junction of Phineas’s shoulder, drawing blood.

With that, he pointed at the white screen behind us and a projection went on. I froze on my spot as I stared blankly at the scene playing on the screen. “What the hell is that?” “Oh no! How cruel! Whos that woman?” “I can’t even look!” The crowd beneath the stage erupted in chatter but no one could make them stop as everyone were as shock as I was. Before me, a video of Flora was playing. But it wasn’t any ordinary video. It’s a video of Flora laying on the ground and begging for her life with a naked body while a group of perverted men surround her with lustful eyes.

THE PRIVATE SCREENING BOOTH PT 3 The silent film moved into its third and final scene; raw, desperate fucking. Black-and-white bodies slammed together on the giant screen, hips thrusting hard, mouths open in silent cries as the credits started to roll slowly at the bottom. Sofia climbed back onto Luca’s lap without a word. She reached down, took his long, throbbing cock in her hand, and lined it up with her dripping entrance. Then she sank all the way down in one smooth motion until he was buried to the hilt inside her tight, wet cunt.

she said politely, disappearing into the kitchen with a faint hum. Time passed. Felix leaned in to whisper something into Florence’s ear. She laughed softly, leaning closer still, their fingers intertwined as if to remind the world they still had each other. Then the movie shifted. A scene appeared, one that turned the living room still and heavy: a sultry, graphic scene where the main character, strong and shameless, was entangled with a maid her innocence barely a veil as his hands roamed freely, pressing her breasts, grabbing her buttocks, taking her without hesitation. The moans filled the room like an unwanted fragrance.