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Still completely hidden under the covers. It’s so hot and humid under here. Her smell is strong and musky. A sexy feminine scent, not unpleasant at all. Just sharp and erotic. I shift my hips sideways so I don’t lay on my hard-on, and I dive face first into my boss’s wet pussy.

“You’re such a good boy, Greg. Does this turn you on? Touching your mom’s best friend like this?” I nod, breathing fast. “Yes, a lot.” She smiles wickedly and glances down at the obvious tent in my shorts. “I can see that, look how hard you are for me.” She reaches out and cups my bulge, stroking me slowly through the fabric, I gasp loudly. “Take your shorts off,” she orders softly. “I want to see that young cock.” My hands move almost on their own, I push my shorts and boxers down, my hard cock springs free, leaking at the tip. Mrs. Harper wraps her soft, warm hand around me and strokes slowly, teasing the head with her thumb.

He shoves me down until my chest is flat against the mahogany desk. He yanks my skirt and panties down in one rough move. They end up tangled around my ankles. I feel the cool air on my bare ass. My legs are spread wide, leaving me totally exposed. I am dripping, the scent of my arousal filling the space. He leans over me, pressing his chest into my back. Then I feel it. The broad, hot head of his cock rubs along my wet slit. He isn't wearing a condom. The feel of his hot skin against mine is almost enough to break me.

Jessa’s world narrowed to the slam of their bodies, the slap of skin, the crude, beautiful words pouring from their mouths. “Such a tight little asshole,” Arthur grunted, his hands digging into her flesh. “Taking my cock so good.” “Her pussy’s milking me,” Daniel gasped. “God, she’s gonna make me fucking cum.” Jessa felt it—the orgasm erupting from her core, a white-hot wave that crashed through her. She screamed, a raw, unfiltered sound of release, her body convulsing around their cocks. Daniel shouted, his hips slamming into her one final time as he spilled inside her pussy, hot and deep. Arthur followed, a guttural roar as he pulsed into her ass, his own release joining the heat flooding

She was still breathing heavily from her recent climax and I watched as her young tits rose and fell as she breathed in and out. Her short skirt had fallen back down when I moved back from her and so her smooth pussy was hidden from my view but I could still smell the sweet aroma of her sex. The contented look on her pretty face was changing and it seemed that she was eager to continue her education, and it was no surprise to me that my cock was hardening again in my boxers.

The confessional creaked with every blow of his hips against my ass. "Oh my God..." I gasped. "Don’t call out to God now," he warned, biting the sensitive skin beneath my ear. "He isn’t going to save you from me." "Emerson, please..." I begged. Emerson responded by speeding up, pounding inside me with ruthless precision, dragging me to the edge. My moans intensified, and he covered my mouth with one of his hands. "Cum," he ordered. "Stain me with your sin, Serena." I came undone. A violent orgasm shattered me, my walls contracting around his cock. He growled, an animalistic sound.

Ryan shut the door behind us. He didn’t speak at first. Just looked at me. And then— He brought out a rose vibrator and a black dildo. “Ryan!!” I nearly screamed but he placed his hand over my mouth He leaned in closer, placing the other over my ass. “C’mon… just a lil bit of fun.” “You’re sick… fuck.” I breathed but there was no venom in it, my voice shook with something else entirely. “But we won’t use the tools.” He gave a helpless little shrug then crashed his lips on mine.

A firm tap on her thigh, not painful, but sharp enough to jolt her. “You don’t beg yet,” he said. “You earn it.” She whimpered again, not from pain, but from pure frustration. He continued with changing sensations: soft strokes, quick taps, breathless pauses. One moment, he kissed her slowly. The next, he used a small leather paddle across her backside, each strike followed by a kiss, a touch, a whisper of praise. “Good girl,” he murmured. “So responsive. So eager.” Her body was on fire, not from harshness, but from the slow, intentional opening of her control.

She moaned, her hips moving against his hand, a desperate seeking motion for more. “You’re so eager, aren’t you, my love?” he whispered, slipping a finger inside her. Her inner walls clenched around him, hot and slick. She moaned, a deeper sound this time, her hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for the connection. He added another finger, his thumb finding her pulsing clit, rubbing gently, deliberately. Her breath hitched. “Tell me you like that,” he commanded softly, watching her face. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came, a powerful rush that tightened her around his fingers.

Their striking features became clearer and the shadows receded with each step they took on the stone stairs. Finally, they conceded that they were at the right destination. These hot, extraordinary men and their ravishing lady, Lexi, were the ones whose erotic images and videos had taunted them all. In the agreement they signed, it was stated that they would be having a 24-hour fuck-a-thon CNC sex with them, and they were so excited to begin. Jaxon and Zane Blackwood weren’t completely naked; they wore gray pants and stylish sneakers. “Damn, they’re seriously so freaking hot,” Mike gasped, his heart racing as a wave of excitement washed over him.