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He zipped up his jeans and then slid his hand under her skirt and inside her panties. "My turn." He grinned. "Right here?" Sam gasped. "Oh yeah. That makes it even hotter and more exciting." Smokey agreed. Sam had to agree with him. This was a first for her and it was so damn hot when he blew his load. He stroked her and rubbed her faster. Then inserted two fingers and used his thumb to rub circles. Sam grabbed a hand full of his shirt just before she climaxed. As her orgasm hits, he covers her mouth with his.

I watched, mesmerized, as he ripped the condom packet open with his teeth and rolled it down that angry shaft with trembling hands. “Turn the fuck around.” I spun, slapped both palms against the wall, arched my back like a bitch in heat, spread my feet wide. My ass lifted instinctively, offering everything. He fisted my hair, yanked my head back until my throat stretched taut, then notched that fat cockhead against my entrance. One shallow dip, coating himself in my slick, then he rammed forward in one brutal stroke, burying every thick inch to the root. I screamed shamelessly

I want to see her aroused because of me and satisfied because of me. “Yeah suck it you sexy little slut.” I say as I see her smiling like nothing makes her hotter than being called a slut. I guide her on my dick, encouraging her to deep throat more of my fat, eight-inch cock into her beautiful mouth. I look at her managing to get something like four or five inches, just to make me feel the pleasure. And it works. She is amazing. Her big black eyes staring at me, worshipping me.

“Fuck—” He didn't answer. He was too busy, his tongue curling inside me, lapping at the cum that still seeped from my core. I felt his nose press against my clit, his stubble scraping my inner thigh, his hands gripping my ass to pull me closer. He ate me like I was a meal he'd been waiting for, like the taste of another man's release was an appetiser, not an insult. “You taste like sin,” he murmured against my flesh, his breath hot and wet. “Like you've been bad, and you're not done being bad.”

The bluntness of it, the way he said it like a simple observation, only made the whole thing feel more charged. “I call it how I see it. It’s gross.” And there was that same, almost satisfied, mean smile from before. “But like I said, it’s interesting.” Interesting. This fucker. In twenty-one fucking years of my life, this had to be the gayest shit I’d ever done. How could he sit there, looking at me like that? Was this really just curiosity for him? And why was it just me, baring myself like this? Sitting here with my cock out, stroking it while he watched and called it gross and still didn’t look away.

Hot liquid spills out, dripping all over my closed lips, down my chin, and all over my neck as he removes his hand, covering me in his cum as he watches in fascination. Taking his fingers, he smears it around, covering my skin in the sticky substance as it drips down my cheeks and into my hair. He loves it. Forcing my mouth open, he scoops a generous glob off my throat and shoves his fingers into my mouth, pushing them to the back of my throat so his cum trickles down it. Satisfied with his masterpiece, he sits beside me, leaving me painted from head to toe in cum as he lights two cigarettes and passes me one, admiring his work of art.

wall again, lifted pounding, back scraping as he slammed nonstop. Doggy on the floor next, ass up, cock spearing from behind, hands fisting hair. "Show size... take it all, crush girl." "Beg nicely... or no more. Fall in love? Mine to unlock anytime." Second climax hit, body shaking, gushing around him. He followed, pulling out to rub cum over my ass, then back in, senseless rhythm, hardening minutes later, true to the pull. Counter tease, bed tangle hours of desperate fucks, tension's fire consuming.

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.

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