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I gripped her thighs, holding her legs up in the air as I thrusted. I eventually let her legs rest on my thighs, my hand reaching around to find her clit. I rubbed it in fast, tight circles while I fucked her, our mouths meeting in a messy, tongue-heavy kiss. “You feel so good, baby,” I groaned into her ear. “So tight… hnggh… so warm…” “Harder!” she screamed. “Julian, go harder!” I obeyed. I slowed the rhythm, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into her with everything I had. One slam… two seconds… then another slam. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her body vibrating with the force of it.

The erotica of the moment was too much to handle. While he licked me, he started finger fucking me with four fingers. He was driving them in and out with a fast, heavy rhythm. The wet, slapping sounds were loud in the hot room. I was so wet that my own juices were running down my legs. I was sobbing his name, my voice raw and broken. "Marcus! Please! I need it! Give it to me!" I shrieked. He stood up and grabbed his cock. He didn't use a condom. He wanted to feel my heat, and I wanted to feel him inside me with nothing in between us. He guided himself to my entrance and shoved in with one hard, violent thrust that bottomed out.

He had his dick out, his hand moving in a frantic blur as he listened to me describe how the inside of my pussy feels while his father was ruining me. “Jesus Christ! Don't stop, baby! Keep talking! Keep moaning!” Preston begged as he sucked on my breasts causing my toes to curl. "Tell him how the bushy hairs tickle your balls every time you slam home," I whispered, my voice a filthy lure. "Oh, Enid!" Preston roared. He lost all control. He withdrew almost completely and then slammed back in with a force that made the heavy desk creak and groan. The legs of the desk scraped across the floor with a loud, metallic screech. I saw through hooded, glassy eyes as Conner finally came on the floor, h

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she moaned, her eyelids fluttering shut, the sudden, intense pleasure momentarily erasing the memory of Greg's anger. "I was thinking of something," Adrian whispered, his voice low and conspiratorial, his eyes still locked on hers, even as his hand worked its magic below. "Something to make this entire scenario even much more... hotter." He slid two fingers deep into her pussy, a swift, practiced movement that made her arch her back sharply, a cry escaping her lips. Her nipples, already hard, pressed insistently against the thin fabric of her blouse, pointing straight up, a testament to her immediate arousal. A surge of white-hot desire moved through Adrian’s body, the sight of her reaction

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