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The woman was still hiding her breasts with both hands as she waited for the next command. To her surprise a rough and cold touch occurred on her both legs which caught her off guard immediately. Danielle lifted her head reflexively only to see alpha Cyrus holding her thighs, there was a grin over his face and he seemed to bring some sensual evil! •••••••• Mass release soon! Reach 100 gems this months, get 2 more extra chapters.

I don't want to marry that scumbag nerd, and I also don't want to let the money slip through my fingers. ------------- Thanks for giving this story a chance. I will not disappoint you. The story contains smuts, 18+ content and light BDSM (spanking, hadcuffing, dominating male etc). Move ahead only if you are comfortable. I will not put the warnings in each chapter. Follow my I G page (dayyyyydreamerrr) to view the cast and stay updated about my current and upcoming stories.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky. “I saw the way you looked at my dick at Coverts,” he whispered, not letting up on his assault on my clit, his lips tracing along my jawline. “I was so hard. You had on that yellow lingerie set that glowed against your skin. I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so badly. That young dude wasn’t going to get this pussy.” With that, he moved his attention from my clit, sliding two fingers inside my hot, already-drenched pussy. He worked his fingers until they were fully coated and soaked. “But I knew it wasn’t time. I’m patient. I can wait.”

I just want to drown in the pleasure first, later, we deal with the mess. I'm already horny and wet again by the time Hailey pushes me onto my back and straddles my thighs. “Hey beautiful,” she whispered as she glanced down at me, holding my leg. “Wanna see something fun?” I nodded. “Good girl.” And then, she began moving, grinding her wet slick pussy against mine. Fuck. Nothing has ever felt this good. She rocked her, bumping and grinding against me. Swollen clit to swollen clit, slick pussy lips against each other.

Kept me right on the edge. I was begging within minutes. Not even words. Just broken sounds. He finally let me come with two fingers curled inside me and his tongue flicking fast over my clit. I shattered. Harder than a glass. My whole body shook with it. He didn’t stop until I was pushing weakly at his head, oversensitive and gasping. Then he crawled back up. "So good." Zahar murmured, pressing a soft kiss on my lips. "So fucking good. You taste so good."

“We can see which holes she likes best to be fucked in.” Hannah was a tiny, petite and utterly gorgeous girl. Nobody was entirely sure of her heritage but she looked perhaps half-Portuguese. And the image of her naked on a bed, her small breasts on show, Helen between her legs, pushing a thick strap-on into the girl, stretching her out... I was getting hard again, and quickly. “We need condoms,” I said. “If we keep talking like this I’m liable to fuck you again.” A smirk from Helen’s beautiful lips. “What about Carol, then,” she said. “You like the look of her. What about her, bent over a desk, skirt up, begging for cock?”

IMPORTANT WARNING: This is an MM (Male/Male) Gay Erotica story with extremely explicit and graphic sexual content. If you prefer MF stories and are uncomfortable with gay romance, please skip this book and move to Story 9 in my collection. 18+ ONLY. Liam’s hand still stung from the slap he’d delivered two days ago. The memory burned hotter than the summer night air clinging to his skin. That arrogant bastard at the gallery opening, tall, dark-haired, with a jaw like carved marble and eyes that screamed 'I own everything I touch' had grabbed him by the waist and kissed him like he had every right. No warning. Just lips crashing down, demanding, tasting of expensive whiskey and pure dominance.

“We… we can’t…” But she didn’t stop me. I pushed two fingers between her legs and found her absolutely soaked. “Oh my God,” I moaned. “You’re dripping for me, Mrs. Harrington. Your perfect rich pussy is soaking wet for a teenage girl.” I rubbed her swollen clit in slow circles while kissing her neck. Elena’s head fell back, soft gasps escaping her lips. “This is wrong,” she whimpered, even as her hips started rocking against my hand. “My husband… oh fuck—”

Her breasts bounced with every thrust. Lena watched with dark eyes, one hand slipping between her own thighs. “You look so good taking two cocks,” Lena said breathlessly. “Such a naughty bride.” Emma could only moan in response. Rico reached around and rubbed her clit while Jax sucked hard on her nipples. The pleasure slammed into her like a storm. She came again, harder than before, screaming as her body shook violently between the two men. Jax groaned beneath her. “I’m close.” “Fill her up,” Rico encouraged, pounding her ass faster.