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Damien began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm, his body pressing against mine with each thrust. "Damien," I whispered, my voice breathy and needy. "You feel so good. So fucking good." He captured my lips in another kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as his body explored mine. I could feel the pressure building, my body coiling tight with anticipation. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him to go faster. Suddenly, I felt it...the rush of sensation, the release of pressure. I cried out, my body convulsing as I squirted, the wetness soaking the sofa beneath us.

The other man grins, stepping in behind her and slams his cock deep into her pussy with a single stroke. The ecstasy in her eyes puts you over the edge and your body begins to betray your thoughts. Your hand strokes faster, your thighs tighten and your cock explodes. Ropes of cum spray across your dress shirt, hand and jeans as the two men begin to laugh. “No wonder she needs us, Tiny barely lasted ten strokes.”

She could feel her juices soaking into her panties and the crotch of her denim shorts. When the footsteps faded, Declan’s hand slid lower. He popped the button on her denim shorts and slipped his fingers under the waistband. He didn’t push inside her yet. Instead, his fingertips teased her slick folds, gliding up and down her wet slit without entering. Zara was soaked. His fingers came away shiny with her arousal.

My dick was sloppy wet, twitching, throbbing, red with arousal, hanging in the air, pointing at my girlfriend's nose. Both young women were staring at it, mouths open, eyes wide. Both were panting excitedly. It throbbed in the empty air as I imagined Jordyn's pretty little lips wrapping around it. She was so close I could almost feel her breath. But I said nothing.

"Tell me what you find hot about it." "I like what I saw them doing in the preview." "Is that it?" I asked. She glanced at me and tried to read my face. "You sure?" she asked. I nodded. She looked back to the screen where the two were standing and kissing and groping slowly. "He's really good looking. He's got a great body." She paused for a second, hesitating. "He's got a really sexy cock." On screen. the woman had just, as if on cue, released the man's cock from his trousers. It was very long, and quite thick. Circumcised. The woman on screen began to stroke it.

Perfect for nights like this. I also grabbed my phone. The secret folder was right there. I opened the video of all three of them playing basketball shirtless last summer. Their bodies glistened with sweat, muscles moving under tanned skin. Mike’s broad chest, Jax’s defined abs, Kane’s powerful arms as he jumped for the ball. Their laughs, their deep voices calling out to each other, it was all I needed. I spread my legs wide, knees bent, and ran the tip of the dildo along my soaked slit. I was dripping already, the silicone sliding easily through my wetness. With my other hand I hit play on the video, turning the volume low so only I could hear.

He laughed and kissed me again, his hands on my ass this time, my big bare boobs pressed into him, and this time both my hands reached for hers on my ass, standing on tippy-toes as his fingers explored me, feeling for the heat of my pussy. We fell back against the wall, our breathing hard, and he was unbuttoning my shorts and I was helping her push them down my plump thighs, and as I stepped out of them his hand was on my sex, massaging my swollen labia, pushing the thin material of my panties into my wet hole as my pussy open, willing mouth searched for his. He turned me firmly around to face the wall and I let out another moan as he spread my ass and slapped a cheek, and I felt the ripples

He breathed as I rubbed it through his shorts. "Well if you want me to keep doing it, you'll give me a nice kiss. In fact." I grabbed the snap of his shorts and pulled it open, "You do a good job, I'll reach right in and grab it, and wouldn't that feel better?" "Yes." "Then, how about you give your naughty teacher a kiss?" I closed my eyes and parted my lips once more and my heart pounded in anticipation as I awaited his kiss. After a moment of nothing, I stopped moving my hand and lifted it from his crotch. Immediately his lips pressed quickly to mine and with a soft moan, I grabbed his cock and stroked it once more.

She leaned down, her small, hard breasts brushing his chest, and kissed him with a fierce, controlled intensity that was the complete opposite of Marcella’s devouring heat. Marcella knelt beside them, her hands roaming. She cupped Connor’s balls, rolling the heavy weight of them in her palm, and he bucked beneath Odessa, a ragged curse torn from his throat. “So responsive,” Marcella purred. She trailed her fingers up the length of his shaft, tracing the thick vein underneath, her touch feather-light and maddening.

I whispered, my voice sultry as I slowly dropped to my knees, heart racing. His gaze was dark, watching me as I gently palmed him over his shorts, feeling the hard length under the fabric. Holyㅡ His lips twitched slightly and he shut his eyes. “Fuck. Don't fucking do that.” My gaze remained fixed on his, fingers now pulling down his shorts as I pulled his cock out.