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I peeked, hiding by the side of the doorframe, careful not to get caught. And there he fucking was—Rick, he wasn’t having sex with anyone like I’d suspected, he laid open on the king-sized bed in all his glory, his back to the bedhead, naked and vulnerable. His legs were up in the air, knees pressed toward his chest like he was positioning to get rimmed... His cock was rock-hard, throbbing with a shiny silver penis ring clamped at the base of his cock, balls, swollen under the strain. On the laptop beside him was gay p**n, playing out— one muscular man topped a twink, pounding him relentlessly. Rick’s eyes were glued to the screen, blazing with lust, as his hand worked between his spread ass

He unlocked the door and slipped out. He walked back to his desk, the memory of her tight pussy and the risk still fresh in his mind. Vanessa sat back down in her chair. Cum continued to leak down her thighs under her skirt. She crossed her legs and went back to her email, a small satisfied smile on her lips. The affair was getting more dangerous, but that only made her want him more. A few minutes later, her assistant knocked and entered for the files. Vanessa handed them over calmly, thighs pressed together, feeling Caleb's warm cum still inside her.

She slammed into me harder, the thick cock pounding my G-spot with every thrust. “Then fucking cum,” she snarled. “Cum all over this cock like the dirty little girl you are.” My orgasm exploded through me so violently I screamed, my entire body shaking as I squirted all over her stomach and the strap-on. Vesper groaned in satisfaction, still fucking me through my orgasm, chasing her own pleasure by grinding the base of the dildo against her clit. She buried her face in my neck as she came, moaning my name like a prayer. We stayed locked together, both of us panting and trembling. This was basically the craziest sex I’d ever had and it wasn’t even with a real dick???

That one finger that had penetrated me was now joined with another and his thumb was now circling my clit, while I stood there and took this pleasurable abuse from my own stepbrother, Gabriel. “Oh my god, were a woman in a past life?” He knew exactly what he was doing. He was touching on my G spot, which was not something that any man could easily do. “Damn it, you’re making it very hard to resist you… Jesus… Oh yeah, right there… Yes, right there… AHHHHHHH.” We were both semi dressed and he had just made me cum all over his fingers and the inside of my shorts. I was just glad that I was wearing my black ones, because the white ones would’ve shown the obvious evidence of what we had done tog

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

The sight of which sent him tearing off the bathroom, barely even excusing himself from the table. A quick, “Gotta go!” was all he had said. They figured him for a case of small bladder syndrome – but Gwen had her sneaking suspicion that the attractive cougar had intentionally aroused the lad, just for the fun of it. And oh my, what fun he did have! Secluding himself away in the nearby bathroom. Locked in there with his massive boner, stiff as a board and ready to fire! Never had he been so stimulated in his life. The splatter of cum erupting from his cock and coating the nearby bra of Nicole's (which had been left there from earlier in the evening) was the best orgasm of his life, up until

“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

He said, "Wait, what? Why would she do that?" I asked, astonished. "She told me she felt overwhelmed by my constant demand for s*x and that she couldn't continue anymore." Eugene said, the withheld tears finally trickling down his face. My face turned sympathetic as I drew closer to him. I wiped off his tears and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Don't cry Eugene, you can always find someone else to satisfy your s*xual urge," Eugene turned to me, "someone else? You have no idea how hard it'll be to find someone so curvy, yet good in bed as Scarlet." He said,

“Bent over and fucked like a common whore in the back room of my own club. Your tight little American cunt is still dripping my cum. Does the FBI teach their agents to come so hard around a bratva cock?” I opened my mouth to deny it, to salvage some shred of my cover, but the words died in my throat when he slid two thick fingers back between my legs and pushed them deep into my cum-filled pussy. He curled them slowly, stirring his seed inside me and making wet, squelching sounds that filled the quiet room. My hips jerked involuntarily, a broken moan escaping my lips as fresh sparks of pleasure shot through my oversensitive walls.