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Her lips captured mine in a hungry kiss, her tongue eager to find its way home inside my mouth. "Not here, Pussycat," I growled, my pace quickening while her body moved in motion with mine. The fraction only gave us slight relief from the frustration of not having each other as we desired. "Please. Fuck. Me." Precum leaked from my cock. Ramming into her, I took everything in me to not rip her clothes away and pound her, filling her to the brim with my seed. "I love the way you beg for me, Pussycat." Biting the sweet flesh along her neck, I lifted her against the wall, and she didn't hesitate to wrap her legs around my waist, giving me more access to her pussy, her arousal soaking through her

My pussy wept, untouched now, clenching around nothing. "Cry for it," he demanded, fingers finally teasing my entrance but stopping short. Tears streamed down my face, mixing with the drool. "I'm begging you! Please, sir, shove your cock in my slutty pussy! It's dripping for you—fuck me raw, make me squirt like that bitch on screen! I need it so bad, I'll do anything! Suck me, slap me, just penetrate me! Ahh, please... don't make me wait!"

This man could eat pussy like it was nobody’s business and she was grateful to be on the receiving end. “I can feel you pretty cunt getting tight on my fingers baby. You gonna come again?” “Yes. Furio makes me come again.” “If I make you come again, will you still climb on my cock for a third orgasm? Choose baby. Orgasm now or on my hands and tongue and on my cock after or just my cock now.”

Pen cried again as her tight pūssy squeezed my cōck for God knows how many times tonight. “Yes, cūm for me, little girl.” I grunted, rubbing her clīt harder as I pulled my cōck out of her tight hole and jerked off until I cām all over her stomach. “Fūck.” I groaned as she yelled my name before she squirted all over the bed and me, making my eyes grow wide. That was the hottest fūcking shīt I had ever seen. “Oh my God.” She gasped before covering her face with both hands. “I don’t know what that was. I—I—” She mumbled as I grabbed her hands and pulled them away from her face.

His mouth found her pussy, his tongue, licked every bit of her juices, lapped at her clit, sucking hard, he finger-fucked her still buried face down Britney held his hair, lifting her hips, against his face. “My pussy was made for you, eat my pussy.” She gasped, her juices were on his chin. He finger-fucked her faster, she curled her feet the pleasure was too much, she started squirting. Tom stood, removing hia wet jeans, his black cock throbbing freely.

She clung onto the edge of the desk, leaning forward and allowing her breasts to sway freely, her nipples erect. I thrust my hips against hers, witnessing my cock slide inch by inch into her pussy. She cried out, "YESSS!!! OH, FUCK YES!!!" I momentarily stopped thrusting, gazing at her beautiful face as she experienced a powerful orgasm, her body convulsing like never before. Her entire being trembled uncontrollably as she climaxed on my cock, her pussy pulsating around me. She collapsed backward onto the desk, gasping for breath, and I felt my own release building, finally ejaculating inside her tight pussy.

doesn’t mean — Oh!” I had stopped her complaining by quickly aiming My cock and thrusting forward hard, sinking deep into her warm, wet cunt, snagging and drawing her inner pussy lips in with me. I took her by the hips and started thrusting, slowly at first. After several long strokes I quickly decided that the sensation of Fernanda’s pussy wrapped around My dick was one of My ten favourite things. “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” whimpered Fernanda to herself as she was repeatedly penetrated while being bent over the kitchen counter. As I picked up the pace the only other sound was that of My hips slapping against her quivering ass cheeks. “You can’t just — uh — bend a girl over and — uh

She's like a trigger I can't pull back while I am the gunpowder that would eventually explode after a huge decision. I looked at her from across the living room to the kitchen and she just continued to lean over the counter. There I knew, I couldn't help it any longer. I rushed back towards Fylissa and carried her ass on the counter as I started to kiss her. Of course, she kissed back because perhaps she's been waiting for this moment since the day we met. I kissed her passionately and slid down at the side of her neck which made her moan. I carried her inside my room to continue our business there. I took off the rest of her clothes which made it easier for me because she barely has any. I

I nodded lightly, and he smiled. Holding my neck and a little of my breath, he hit deep against my uterus. His cock set me on fire and made the walls of my core open for him. Everything became his. The horniness corrupted me. The fetish of being restrained, of having something rough, but controlled, left me with my head spinning and a smile in my mouth. I had never let a man do that to me. I've never had enough confidence or desire. But, fuck, Pablo was another story.

Ethan's POV I sensed the longing in her gaze, pleading for more but I refused to yield so easily. I craved to hear her voice, to feel her surrender completely. Chelsea's cries of pleasure echoed in my ears, igniting a primal desire within me unlike my girlfriend who is never satisfied but sweet. I pushed myself into her, slow and deliberate, ensuring every inch penetrated her deeply, reaching depths that ignited a fire within her. She dug her nails into my back, gasping as I filled her completely, our bodies merging in a primal dance of passion and desire.