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Natasha's POV "Fuck yes!" I screamed as Richard slammed into my pussy. "Do you like that?" He asked. "Yes, I like it very much." I screamed again as he slammed into me. He grabbed my legs and brought them to either side of my neck, holding them there as he continued pounding inside my pussy. His study couch creaked beneath us at his thrusts. My hands found his back, gripping it for support as I continued moaning. "Holy fucking shit!" I screamed as he grazed my G-spot, almost sending my orgasm ripping away from me.

I groaned and bucked up into her, and she started to grind slowly. “Fuck me... ah... like you want to fuck all of us ‘white-hot girls’ Gawd... I couldn’t care about protection. Ahhh...” She leant down and placed kisses on my lips, my cheeks, my neck. “I want you to cum inside me. And then you and I are going to fuck all those girls, and we’re going to fuck each other, and maybe we’ll ask that tall girl to join us so we can fuck any girl we like in every hole and you can cum inside them and cum all over them and I will lick it the fuck off but every night, you come back to me and you put on that strap-on and you fuck me in both holes at once. Hanh! Now, you cum inside me. You do it right NOW!

She worked them in and out, her thumb continuing to circle her clit. Her other hand returned to her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between her fingers. The pleasure built rapidly, her hips moving against her hand. She could see the stranger's pace quickening, his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths. Mia added a third finger, stretching herself as she pumped them in and out. Her clit throbbed under her touch, her legs beginning to shake. She was close, so close— The hotel room phone rang shrilly, shattering the moment.

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

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The cozy suburban home of your best friend Mark is quiet midday, since Mark and his dad Tyson are out visiting old friends at a gay bar and staying there for a few days to catch up. You swing by with the spare key to grab your forgotten laptop from Mark's room, packed with explicit hentai videos and pornographic images of busty milfs getting railed by massive cocks, creamy cum shots dripping from stretched pussies, tentacles fucking every hole.*

His warm nut seeds finally spilled when Jennifer climbed on top. Her p**sy swallowed his whole length while she was on top. Hudson's hand was on her a*s, he squeezed it while Jennifer rode his d**k continuously. When he felt his c*m about to spill, he immediately pulled it from under her and let it splash on her body. A few minutes later, Jennifer laid beside him, cupped in the crook of his elbow, her head on his chest while the hotel's bed spread covered their lower body. "Knowing you is the best thing that has ever happened to me." Jennifer said,

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

‘You’re so good at that,’ she’d pant, and I’d glance up to see my girlfriend looking down at me, her big brown eyes half-shut with pleasure, her cheeks flushed pleasantly. ‘I love to make you feel good, baby,’ I’d murmur into her pussy. Fucking her harder with my fingers. Some nights, we’d get out the vibrators and strap-ons, but not tonight—tonight, I wanted to go bananas on my hot, submissive, Indian lover all on my own steam. Kali wasn’t my first girlfriend, but I was hers. Before me, she had only dated men. We had met at the party of a mutual college friend, got drunk, and ended up kissing ... and that was history.

He shoves me down until my chest is flat against the mahogany desk. He yanks my skirt and panties down in one rough move. They end up tangled around my ankles. I feel the cool air on my bare ass. My legs are spread wide, leaving me totally exposed. I am dripping, the scent of my arousal filling the space. He leans over me, pressing his chest into my back. Then I feel it. The broad, hot head of his cock rubs along my wet slit. He isn't wearing a condom. The feel of his hot skin against mine is almost enough to break me.