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The cold, dirty garage floor scraped against my back and knees as they used me without mercy. “Fuck, she’s getting tighter every time,” Dax groaned, slamming into my ass while Colt fucked my pussy in a brutal double penetration. I screamed around Colt’s cock in my mouth, completely overwhelmed. The feeling of both holes being stretched and filled at the same time pushed me into total surrender. “I’m your whore,” I gasped when they let me breathe. “I’m your dirty garage slut. Use me however you want.” They flipped me into every position imaginable, doggy style on the floor, riding one while sucking the other, pressed against the tool chest. I came over and over, squirting messily across the c

Jake made me lie on my back with my legs up and pushed two fingers into my pussy, fucking their mixed loads back inside me. “Keep it in there,” he ordered. “We want it to take.” I was shaking. My body was exhausted. But I was also more turned on than I had ever been in my life. They stayed for hours after that. They made me clean their cocks with my mouth. They fucked my ass again while my pussy leaked cum. They took turns pissing on my tits and in my mouth while I knelt in the shower. They recorded videos of me begging them to breed me.

The cozy suburban home of your best friend Mark is quiet midday, since Mark and his dad Tyson are out visiting old friends at a gay bar and staying there for a few days to catch up. You swing by with the spare key to grab your forgotten laptop from Mark's room, packed with explicit hentai videos and pornographic images of busty milfs getting railed by massive cocks, creamy cum shots dripping from stretched pussies, tentacles fucking every hole.*

Stephen Brock. The man continued spreading lies online almost daily. Interviews. Fake stories. Anonymous articles painting himself like the victim. At this point, it wasn’t even about heartbreak anymore. It was revenge. And honestly? I was tired of being quiet. One afternoon Amelia walked into Sebastian’s office holding a thick folder while looking unusually excited. “You’re going to love this.” Sebastian looked up from his laptop calmly. “What is it?” Amelia dropped the folder dramatically onto the desk. “Evidence.”

As I slid my mouth over the crown, his thickness filled me completely, pushing against my cheeks. I pushed deeper, determined to please him, until I hit the back of my throat. My body rebelled instantly. A sharp, involuntary gag rippled through me, my eyes watering as the sheer length of him triggered my reflexes. "That's it," he growled, his grip tightening in my hair to keep me there. "Take it. I want to feel your throat wrap around every inch."

She smiled weakly, her body buzzing and sore, cum still leaking from her used holes. “Yes, Daddies,” she whispered. “I don’t want to go back.” The passion between them burned hotter than ever. Four bodies lost in pure, raw lust with no end in sight.

Warm, sticky release flooding me. And then they pulled out. But it didn’t stop. More footsteps. More hands. I was lifted onto the bed, limbs splayed. The blindfold never came off. It was worse now, in the best way. I couldn’t see their faces. Could only feel the stretch of a new cock pressing inside me. Another in my hand. Another against my lips. They used me like a ritual. One after the other. Sometimes two at once. Then three. Someone flipped me onto my stomach, lifted my hips, and spread my cheeks.

Adrian’s POV I knew I was gay. I had always known. My first lover taught me that the hard way. He had whispered promises into my ear one night, then woke up the next morning claiming he was straight. By that evening, he was already in another man’s arms. That betrayal carved something deep inside me, and I locked my heart against love. At first, I told myself I didn’t feel anything anymore. That was safer. That was easier.

Cao Feng released himself from An Fu grip, "..I am gay to begin with but you.. An An.. You're not.." True.. Cao Feng was gay, he realized his sexual orientation during high school. He was quite flustered at first, didn't know what to do. He didn't dare to tell it to anyone, at the time it put so much pressure on him. He decided to tell his parents, their relationship was good and he trusted them to support and accept him, but... it was a big mistake.. Cao Feng still remembered that day clearly.. How they stared at him in disbelief and disgust, it as if he was the most disgusting freak in the whole world. Then they stared shouted at him, throwing insults and scorns. That was the moment his he

Since I am already a certified gissipwr, I asked again. "So, does Ma'am Rebecca know him?" I turned to him again and examined his serious face busy driving. "E -Eh, t- those girls with you earlier ... does Ma'am Rebecca know that?" The bottom of my lip almost bled from being bitten. My body hairs grew when I heard his cold voice as he braked. "Mind your own bussiness, teacher." I swallowed and stopped talking. I was ashamed of this demon again. Why am I infected with Aling Wency? Damn, those gossips don't have a good effect on me.