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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.

I squirted again, harder this time, my legs trembling uncontrollably in his grip. Kai and Leo watched, stroking themselves, then decided to join. While Marcus fucked my pussy brutally, Kai climbed behind him. He spat on his own cock and slowly pushed it into Marcus’s ass. Marcus groaned deeply, his thrusts into me faltering for a second before he started fucking me even harder, using the momentum from Kai fucking him. The sex train formed perfectly. Marcus was buried in my pussy, Kai was buried in Marcus’s ass, and Leo moved to my mouth, face-fucking me while Tyler stroked himself and spat on my tits, rubbing it into my skin.

He started moving his dick slowly in and out and he hit the bottom a few minutes later. The mature woman was tight and his dick felt so good in her lonely pussy. She began riding him with her pussy on fire. “Now, you will have to cum outside because I am not on the pill and Marcia’s father had a vasectomy,” she said. Santos just nodded even if he did not understand her. He could not understand such a woman fucking a young man without protection asking him not to shoot inside her. Gabriella began bouncing on his dick up and down with his cock hitting her cervix each time she came down. She was lost in the sensation as she shut her eyes. Santos knew that he would not last long since his had no

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.

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Men and women were having sex openly on leather benches, padded tables, and plush rugs, using whips, restraints, and various toys. Unfiltered moans echoed off the walls. It was a complete sex den. "Welcome to the den of freedom," I said, trying to sound confident and smooth. "I found this place a few months ago when I needed an escape." I turned to look at Jay, expecting to see curiosity or excitement, but the words died in my throat. The warmth on his face was completely gone. His eyes were wide with pure horror, his lips parted as he took in the sight of two men on a table nearby.

I cried out, hands fisting the sheets as he bobbed his head, tongue swirling around me. “Fuck, your mouth...Ryan...slow down...” I begged, hips bucking up. He held my thighs open wider, taking me deeper until his nose pressed against my stomach. He pulled off with a wet pop. “Taste so good. But I want more.” Two thick fingers pressed against my hole without warning. He pushed one inside, rough and insistent. “Too dry...fuck, it burns,” I hissed, clenching around the intrusion. “You’ll take it.” He worked the finger deeper, curling it until he found that spot. My cock jumped and I moaned loud. “There it is. Your prostate loves this, doesn’t it, little brother?”

“This cunt is gripping me perfectly. Made for rough use.” He fucked me hard and fast, talking the whole time. “You came here for a story but you’re going to leave me addicted to my cock.” I came again, clenching around him. He followed soon after, pulling out and releasing across my stomach in hot spurts. Afterward he cleaned me gently with a warm cloth. The contrast between rough sex and soft care confused me. “Night one complete,” he said with a smirk. “Tomorrow we will go deeper. Much deeper.”

He pressed his thumb hard on my clit and rubbed tight circles while his fingers slammed in and out. The wet sounds were loud in the back seat. I heard how sloppy I was and it made me even wetter. "You want harder?" he asked. He pulled his fingers almost all the way out and then pushed three inside me. The stretch hurt a little but felt so good. My pussy fluttered around him.

I wanted to feel every inch of his thick and long dick! I wanted more! I wasn't satisfied! I wanted to feel his big palms all over me. And here I thought that I liked soft and slow sex, while in reality. All I craved for wax more crazier than I cared to admit. "I want to hear your voice, Kimberly Chen," he said and hearing my full name from his lips made my body shake in pleasure. Suddenly, he slipped his two middle fingers above his dick inside my garden, stretching me more and searching and looking for my pleasurable part, while slamming in and out, his movement harder than before.