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He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

"You will hold it for me. That's an order." It was agony. The pleasure was building to an unbearable peak, a white-hot pressure in his groin. He fought to hold it back, his whole body trembling with the effort. Gabe's thrusts became erratic, his breathing harsh. He was close. "Come for me, then," he snarled. "Come for Daddy. Pay for your mistake." That was all it took. The permission sent Leo spiraling over the edge. He cried out as his orgasm ripped through him, his release spurting over Gabe's hand and the cabinet door. His ass clenched tight around Gabe's cock, milking him.

46. I like to dominate cute goth girls like you. I like to treat entertainers like the sluts and whores I’m paying you to be. I want to make you gag on my cock and stretch you with toys until your pussy is used up and dripping, juicy. I want anal play, deep and hard, and I want to slap your ass while I’m doing it. Another thing, high on my list, is that I want to punish those lovely big tits of yours. And all the while, I want you to be a good little girl and call me Sir.

The brothers interrogated me and even though I’d only half heard them, I responded as much as I could and sometimes, my response would come out as gibberish but they didn’t seem to care. I moved my fingers from the confines of my tight pussy, up to clit as I moved my fingers in circles, breathing heavily and moaning so loudly that everyone else in the room had stopped just to watch us. I could feel my orgasm building up and ready to crash down on me like a wrecking ball as I flicked my fingers across my sensitive clit. “How do you feel now that you’ve left your pussy ass gay boyfriend?” Atlas asked and I drew in a sharp breath as I pumped my fingers into myself faster.

Pushing his hip forward, the rest of the d**k entered inside her p**sy. His gaze roamed the bus as he f**ked her, making sure that no one got a hint that they were making out in public. Luckily, they were both able to control the moans that threatened to escape their lips. Whenever the bus got to a bus stop and passengers needed to leave, Taro and the girl would detach but when it continued moving, Taro would shove his d**k inside her again and they would continue f**king. The bus was almost empty with only a few passengers. Some of them were busy with their phones while the others looked out the window, catching a glimpse of the busy city.

My eyes watered, but I didn’t stop, my hands gripping his thighs as I took him deeper, the gagging sounds filling the room. “You’re such a bad girl, Ariana,” he hissed, his hips bucking harder, fucking my throat with no mercy. Without warning, his penis twitched, and hot cum flooded my mouth, thick and salty. I swallowed every drop, my throat working as I gulped it down, greedy for more. He pulled out slow, and I licked the last bead of cum off the tip, savoring the taste. He grabbed my arms, turning me around fast and bending me over the living room table.

“Even when you’re sitting next to him, this pussy is thinking about my cock.” I came quietly but intensely, my body trembling on top of him. He held me down and released inside me again, groaning low in his throat. Later that night I lay in bed next to my sleeping husband, staring at the ceiling as tears slipped down my cheeks. I was falling deeper into this forbidden thing. Gavin wasn’t just sex anymore, he was becoming my escape, my passion and my secret world. The more time we spent together, the more I craved his strength, his roughness and his complete attention.

I’d always sneak off to the gay sections instead, stroking myself raw to guys getting railed, bred, and turned into moaning sluts. Jayden noticed my silence. “What do you think? Hot, right?” I hesitated, then the words just spilled out. “Yeah… I’ve always loved gay p**n too. Like, a lot.” He paused, then grinned wider. “No shit? Why didn’t you say something sooner, man?” He turned the volume up. On screen, the bottom was bent over, ass up, while the top slammed into him balls-deep. Wet slapping sounds filled the small room—the top’s heavy balls smacking against that stretched hole, the bottom whimpering and begging for more cock. “Fuck yes, ruin me,” the guy on screen moaned as cum started l

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

I squeezed and stroked him, feeling it jump in my hand. “Please, Adam,” I begged, voice breaking. “I need you inside me. I don’t care if they’re coming. Fuck me right now.” He unzipped his trousers. His heavy cock sprang free, slapping against my thigh. He rubbed it along my soaked folds, teasing my entrance. The elevator lights flickered once—power trying to come back. Adam pushed the fat head inside me, just an inch, stretching me open. The burn was delicious. Yes baby! Fuck me! Omg! Ahhh ahhh ouuu. I moaned loudly, legs shaking.