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“Cum for me, slut. Cum on my cock like the dirty little thing you are.” Lucy's body shattered, crying out. Rebecca’s name, body convulsing as she came hard around the toy. Rebecca didn’t stop. She kept thrusting, relentless, fucking Lucy through her orgasm, prolonging it until Lucy was shaking, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. Rebecca finally slowed, pulling out, smirking at the way cum dripped from Lucy’s swollen slit onto the sheets. She straddled Lucy’s chest, grinding her own wet cunt against Lucy’s lips.

“Good start. Now grind in slow circles, Ava. Press that wet pussy down harder on my dick. Feel every inch of me through your shorts.” I obeyed, rolling my hips in steady circles, Oh gosh,feeling his cock swell and throb underneath me. My shorts were already soaked through and every grind made the fabric rub right against my swollen clit. My breathing picked up fast, turning into soft little pants. I could feel how wet I was getting, my pussy lips parting under the pressure as I rubbed myself on him like I was in heat.

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Smut warning⚠️ ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ DOMINIC Tonight I had so much fun teasing my little wife—the way she squirmed in her seat because I never turned the vibrator off. I set it to the lowest setting but still felt enough sensation to make her seat uncomfortable. This fun moment is destroyed as I hear someone greet me.

It was nothing surprising to me that the woman had a swelled nipple, because she was cold, not horny, but Ramirez swore that he was killing his uncoordinated sucking and continued. There was a moment when the woman found me looking, and she opened a genuine smile this time, as she moaned forcibly. I laughed without sound. The woman started running her nails down Ramirez's torso, still looking at me. She must have realized that that was the only porn I would come for some time, and decided to make it worth it. My friend wasn't even realizing it. She managed to take off his shirt, while he worked hard to suck her nipples.

This little man couldn’t cover me in filth like the previous 7 inch cock, and I can’t help but beg for them to please, please destroy my body; to use me the way they would a streetwalker, a WHORE! As the shorter man’s small cock is trying its hardest to make its way down my throat, barely reaching my tonsils, it looks as if the other four are ready for me now. One is walking over with the mesmerizing black horse hair flogger, the handle bound in a perfect wrapping of red and black leather while the second man grabs a scary pair of stainless-steel butterfly nipple clamps. The third has nothing but his beautifully, but only semi-hard 9-inch black cock. The fourth seems to be holding back, simp

I typed fast, pulse already hammering. First search: amateur gày blowjob compilation. Too soft. Skipped. Next: raw breeding bareback. Closer, but still not it. I muttered under my breath, scrolling thumbnails. “Come the fück on… give me something filthy.” “Rough gày dom/sub… no, too staged.” Cursor hovered. “Fück, prison shower scene? Lame.” Clicked anyway. Watched ten seconds of bad lighting and fake grunts. Closed the tab. “Shít. Useless.”

Curves in all the right places, a natural artistry that makes my mind feel like it’s about to split into two, one half screaming in alarm, the other half roaring in pure, unadulterated desire. The sun, a benevolent spotlight, catches her, illuminating the delicate planes of her face, the rich, warm tone of her caramel skin. She glows. Truly, madly, deeply glows. She’s the most exquisite, beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. And then there is that ass. That utterly perfect, beautiful curve, a testament to some divine sculptor. She's wearing denim shorts. Or should I say, *bum shorts*, as some ladies call them. They are practically so short that the fabric barely skims the apex of her

he says with a smirk plastered across his face. “Please no …no. Stop.” *SMACK* “Ahh…I'm a whore. One” *SMACK* “Ahhhh.. I'm a whore. Two” …..Five,....SIX…..Ten…... .Twelve….. Nineteen. “So this is the final deal” Clover fondled her head gently stroking her hair and caressing her ass cheeks with the stick. Her ass was all red and bruised. *SMACK* “Ahh.. I'm a whore. Twenty.”