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she whispered. “In our room,” I said. “Now.” We walked back to my room in silence. The moment the door closed, I sat on the edge of the bed. “Strip,” I ordered. She obeyed slowly, removing her clothes until she stood completely naked in front of me. “Sit on the chair,” I said, pointing to the wooden chair across from the bed. She sat down, legs slightly apart. “Touch yourself,” I commanded. “Slowly.” Aria’s hand moved between her legs. Her fingers brushed her clit, then slid lower. She let out a soft moan as she started rubbing herself in gentle circles.

Adrienne cried “Knock it off already!” Stacey rolled her eyes. “You know, since you don’t want to give it up to the boys, you could actually auction off your virginity and make some cool cash while you are at it,” Adrienne said suddenly to Stacey. “What?” Ella and Stacey both said together fully surprised. “There is a website where you can do that, girls do it all the time, they just go on the website, create a profile and strike a deal with the highest bidder” Adrienne explained.

“Oh my God…” She presses on, her eyes holding mine, her voice raw. “So I suggest you just do as they say. Honestly, it’s not like it will kill you.” Her next words slice me open. “It’s just pleasure, Anita.” I recoil, my lips trembling. She continues, her tone strangely matter-of-fact, almost rehearsed. “I mean, you’ve already been with him once. And… he is very good in that aspect. He knows how to give women pleasure, the kind they can’t forget. That’s why they keep coming back. I’ve… I’ve lived with it for two years now. So, no, it won’t kill you. It won’t hurt you. And he’s very clean—trust me. No diseases, nothing to worry about. And he’s generous. Very generous. If you satisfy him, he’l

“These fine gentlemen paid good money to watch my husband ruin my little sister’s holes. You’re going to give them a show. You’re going to come so many times you piss yourself. You’re going to beg to be bred like the family breeding sow you are.” She flicked a switch. The projector lit up with the chat: Breed that fat-titted bitch raw Make her tits bounce harder Knot her cunt, man $50 if you make her cry Liam stood at the edge of the mattress stroking his cock, eyes black with lust. Rita grabbed a bottle of lube and poured it straight over Nina’s tits, watching it pool in her cleavage before rubbing it in squeezing, slapping, twisting those heavy globes until they were shiny and red, nipples

It was as much as she could do to keep her hand away from her pubis, the warmth doubled by the knowledge that Tony was sharing the same almost uncontrollable emotions. He brought out the rest, one after the other, an exotic feast of sensual delights, each more daring and innovative than the last. There was one of a woman wearing vaguely Eastern dress suggestive of a harem. She was on all fours, bending over so that her pudendum was in full view: the shadowed area between her legs, the plump wet labia fringed with hair. Her mouth encompassed the turgid prick of the youth beneath her. An older man straddled her, about to thrust a truly spectacular twelve-inch cock into the depths of her forbid

She points to the bag," there's one more thing" Curiosity overwhelms my self restraint, so I put my hands into the bag and fish out another package. It is wrapped in a rectangular box. I open it and facepalm " Jesus, Valerie" " There'll be times when you'll miss your husband's dick. You'll need that" "A vibrator, really?" " Yes, really. Is it too small? Can't compare to your husband's?" Carlotta blocks both ears with her palms “ I’d rather not hear about my brother’s sex life, thank you very much”

The permission undid me. He pressed the vibrator hard against my clit, a final, decisive push. The climax broke over me, not a gentle wave but a violent, shuddering crash. My whole body convulsed. My vision blurred. A sharp, choked cry tore from my lips as the pleasure erupted from my core, radiating out to my fingertips, my toes. I shook, helpless, as the intense spasms clenched deep inside my untouched pussy, a virgin’s orgasm made obscene by his watching eyes.

A bottle of oil sat next to him ontop of the table and lastly, a laptop screen that showed a woman sprawled on a kitchen counter, her partner was behind her, his large thick cock sliding in and out of her glistening pussy as a torrent of raw sounds poured out of their mouths. I felt heat pool down in my core. My pussy throbbed and I clenched my thighs, hoping for some sort of friction, but it only made matters worse. I’ve always wanted to know how it felt to be fucked but there’s no way I’m letting this hot tutor be my first. The woman in the video moaned, “Mmm…nghh…yess. Fuck don’t stop!” Her breasts bounced on the kitchen counter each time the man gave her a hard thrust.

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