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She felt the dampness soak through her underwear, a shocking betrayal of her own control. Leo's palm cupped her ass, squeezing hard through the wool of her skirt. "I knew it," he growled. "The moment I saw you, I knew you had this in you. A woman who writes about the lusts of monks... You must dream about being fucked like a sin." Evelyn's head fell back against the concrete. "Fuck you." "Yes," Leo agreed, his fingers finding the hem of her skirt and pushing it up. "That's the idea."

“Rub your clit while you ride me. I want to feel this pussy cream one more time before I fill it.” She reached down, rubbing her swollen clit frantically as she bounced. Her moans turned into high-pitched, broken cries. Her walls started fluttering wildly around my cock again. “I’m gonna cum. Ethan, please!” “Cum then, you pathetic slut,” I snarled, thrusting up hard to meet her bounces. “Milk my cock.” Elara screamed, her whole body convulsing as another violent orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clamped down on me like a vice, gushing wetly all over my lap. Her eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent cry, thighs shaking uncontrollably.

She’d decided to have one of those Pleasure Parties with the girls to embarrass Dana with the toys and stuff. All the boxes and displays were opened by the hostess. The girls giggled and laughed at the dildos and vibrators in various shapes and sizes. They turned out the lights for a demo of glow in the dark toys. They even had a condom blow-up contest that Leslie won. This was no surprise to most, being she was by far the slut of the bunch with a reputation for an infatuation with giving blow-jobs. The oils and creams were the most interesting. They applied them to each other and felt the textures and feeling of the lotions.

ARC 15 : CROSSING THE LINE WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit lesbian sex including tit sucking, fingering,, face-sitting, thigh grinding, mutual masturbation, squirting, cum tasting, slut-shaming, corruption kink, and intense best-friends-to-lovers angst with heavy emotional tension Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to raw, unrestrained dark erotic fiction that explores twisted desire without limits. ---- Bella’s POV It was a beautiful Thursday in the dorm and finals week was right around the corner. The entire atmosphere was tens

The brothel was a prostitute den for lesbian Lunas and I was super excited because I have a friend there and she has told me a million stories about what goes down there. And I was going to experience it today. I booked a three hours sex session with four wf lesbians because I wanted th thrill of many girls in my body, either sucking, fucking or doing immoral things to me. “We are here.” “Park at the east wing, my friend is going to come and pick me up from there.” “Yes ma.” He swerved to the east part of the garage and parked, I sent my signature howl and my friend sensed it. She came out after a few minutes her face looking like a little cub who has been offered candy.

“I will text you tomorrow.” Xavier pulled me into a hug. His hand slid low on my back. He pressed close so I felt him again. “Goodbye, Lila,” he said quietly. His eyes stayed on mine. After they left, I went straight upstairs. I locked my door. I took off all my clothes and lay on the bed naked. I spread my legs wide. I slid my hand between my legs. My pussy was soaked. My clit was swollen. I rubbed hard and fast. “Xavier…” I whispered.

Her pussy glistened, swollen and needy. “On your knees,” Jade ordered. Norma dropped down, her mouth eager, her tongue sliding over Jade’s slick folds. Jade tangled her fingers in Norma’s hair, grinding against her face. “Yes, that’s it. Lick my clit. God, your husband will never fuck you like this.” Norma moaned against her, sucking harder, licking deeper, until Jade’s thighs shook. Jade came with a scream, juices spilling over Norma’s chin. But Jade wasn’t done. She pulled Norma to the bedroom, tossed her on the bed, and reached into her bag. Out came a harness, a long black strap-on glistening with lube. Norma’s eyes widened. “Oh my god.”

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Lisa was shouting now and her cries for mercy flooded the basement with the sounds of despair. "Oh, master, it is too big. My bottom is too small for you. I feel I have to go to the bathroom. Please, let me go to the bathroom. No, please don't stop. Harder! Make me feel it. I am such a bad girl. I want it in so bad. Deeper, master, please go deeper! Yes, just like that. That's what I like. Ung.yes, Ugh, oh, yes. Can I cum, master?" Lafitte pulled her head up by grasping her long blonde hair and looked down into her sex-crazed eyes.