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I screamed, walls clenching tight as orgasm ripped through, milking him while he fucked on. But he didn't stop saw my eyes wild, flipped me fast onto my stomach, ass up in doggy, his favorite. Grabbed my hips rough, cock sliding out wet then slamming back in from behind, deeper angle burning fresh pain. "Fuck, Lila, look at you.. ass high for best friend's brother. Letting me fuck you anytime, even in sleep. Dirty slut, pussy gripping like it owns my cock," he growled dirty, hand fisting my hair to arch me.

Then new hands touched him, and he froze. “Shh,” Fyre murmured. “I'm gentler than I look. Mostly.” Two fingers this time, slick with oil, pressed in slow and steady. León's body fought again, but Fyre didn't stop, just pushed through resisting patient, inexorable pressure, and León felt himself opening, stretching, the burn blooming into something that was almost pleasure. “There,” Fyre said, satisfied. “You can take it. You can take so much more than you think, little one.”

Something feral and grateful roared through me at the same time. I grabbed the lube with unsteady hands, coated my fingers, and pressed one against her tight entrance. She was already breathing harder. I worked her open carefully — one finger, then two — scissoring and stroking until the resistance eased and she was pushing back against my hand with small, reluctant sounds of pleasure. When I added a third she cursed under her breath. “Now,” she ordered. “Slow.”

No girls who play baseball ever complained about having to wear tight pants, but I couldn't help feeling a bit self-conscious. "You always look like you're thinking," Charlotte said, causing me to turn my head to her. The laptop screen cast a glow on her face. My heart lurched forward when she didn't look away. Her eyes seemed like they couldn't decide between green or blue. If I leaned another inch forward, not only our thighs were met but our lips too. It began to feel as if there was a magnetic pull coming from her. But suddenly I heard Stefanie's big voice as she barged into the room.

Attached to a rope chain, it hung in the valley between Callista's large breasts. Since she had begun to explore her new sexual freedom after almost twenty years of marriage, Gabrielle had developed no small fascination with both alternate lifestyles and sexual adventures. So far, having spent the night with a man almost young enough to be her son had been the most daring of her erotic adventures. That fascination had extended to lesbianism and bisexuality, two subjects which were barely discussed the last time she was single. So far, her interests in the topics hadn't extended beyond the theoretical. Not including of course, her active imagination. An imagination that Gabrielle was sure at

Valerie said, kissing Lisa deep. The harem grew, jealousy fueling the heat. Night ended with them lined up on the bed, asses up, tattoos on display. I bred each, cum dripping everywhere. "More friends tomorrow?" Lisa whispered. The twins nodded. "Yes . Our master deserves a full harem."

The dimly lit loft pulsed with a low, sensual hum, velvet curtains drawn to shield the night outside, the air thick with perfume and anticipation. I stood near the bar, my silk dress clinging to my skin, the fabric teasing my curves as I surveyed the room, my adventurous spirit drawn to the whispered rumors of this exclusive gathering. I’d explored my desires before, but the promise of a lesbian orgy—a tangle of women lost in pleasure—ignited a wildfire in my core, my pussy tingling with eager curiosity as the first guests arrived.

He held his glistening fingers to her lips, and Rissa, completely lost to the haze of the night, leaned forward and licked them clean, her eyes never leaving his. But the ache wasn't gone; it had only sharpened. She reached out, grabbing his hand again, and guided his fingers back to her soaking hole. She began to ride his hand, pushing herself down onto his fingers while Ronan started finger fucking her with a speed that stole the air from her lungs. "Please... Ronan..." she whimpered, her head tossing from side to side. She was losing control, her moans becoming loud and uninhibited in the quiet suite. Every thrust of his hand sent another jolt through her until she was squirting again, he

Suddenly the woman leaned forward, pointing the cock upward with her hand, placing it between her boobs. “Ahh...” Sienna smiled. “Tittyfuck!” Indeed it was. The voyeur woman slid those dainty fingers in and out of her runny slit. It was an amazing scene to behold. These random boobs being squeezed and squished around this random cock; the girl lifted and lowered her body, stroking the shaft with her boobs as it were. Sienna loved it! The sight of a lean, sexy body being subjugated by a rigid penis. Down on her eyes, pleasuring the man whether he wanted it or not.