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I had to observe the whole thing first. The whole setup was quite rich and I could tell right away that the mansion belonged to a billionaire who had a horny son. The billionaire was probably out of the country spending some of that excessive dough as most billionaires did. The swimming pool was filled with naked girls and somewhere in the corner were two people fucking in the water. I’d always wondered how that worked. Now watching it happen up close didn’t help me settle my curiosity. It was still like magic to me. Naked girls in body paint walked around holding a silver tray loaded with a variety of condoms in different flavors. There were some of these girls who had sex toys on their tra

Be honest, what’s the worst, filthiest thing you’ve ever done for money? I’ll give you a minute to think about that. Think very closely… Great, now I’ll tell you what mine is… sex. Filthy dirty sex where I was used like a whore and worse; it wasn’t even by a man. It was a woman. A powerful, rich woman who turned out to be exactly the kind of dirty fantasy my body had been craving for years.

Ava The room smelled like sex — sweat, cum, and my own juices soaked into the sheets. My body was still twitching from the last orgasm, legs weak and trembling, but the four men surrounding me looked far from finished. Their eyes were dark, chests heaving, cocks still hard and glistening with a mix of my wetness and their previous loads. “Round two, our sweet whore,” Kai growled, grabbing my ankles and yanking my legs wide open again. “We’re not stopping until you can’t even speak.”

The man moved his fingers fast, slamming them into my wet heat, then he leaned forward and captured one of my nipples in his mouth, his warm tongue gliding over it. "Fuck, make some room for me," the other lady said as she dropped to her knees in front of us. Inching closer, she latched onto my swollen clit, licking at it like it was the best thing she'd ever had. My body shuddered slightly and I could feel my climax approaching. Right on cue, the man increased his pace, slamming his fingers into my wet cunt and rubbing my spot over and over again while the lady sucking on my clit held my legs further apart for him to finger me harder. She licked and sucked on my clit harder.

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

"Please fuck me." He slammed into her. The force of it pushed her forward. His cock was huge, stretching her, filling her completely. He didn't start slow. He set a hard, fast rhythm, his hips slapping against her ass with every thrust. The room was filled with the wet, filthy sounds of sex. "Look at your husband," Leo grunted, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her head up. Anna looked. Mark was right beside the bed now, his cock still in his hand. He was so close she could see the pre-come leaking from the tip.

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He grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. “Let me go.” “Wellsy, for fuck’s sake, can you just be a little bit patient?” I stopped. “There's nothing you can say to make me feel better about this.” “Fine. See it as a threesome, that's something everyone has undeniably wanted to try out.” “Not as a normal thing, Adrian. You're telling me that every time you like a girl, you…” “No!” He cut me off like he knew what I was about to say. “It's just the sex.”

She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.

The wet squelching sounds were absolutely obscene. “You’re such a disgusting little fist slut,” she laughed. “Taking my whole hand like a cheap whore. I bet Maya would die if she saw her best friend getting fisted by her big sister.” The dirty talk sent me over the edge again. I came violently around her fist, my pussy gushing and squirting all over her arm and the bed. Lena kept fisting me through it, drawing out the orgasm until I was sobbing with pleasure. She finally pulled her hand out slowly, leaving my cunt gaping wide open. She brought her soaked fist to my mouth.