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She shook herself from her reverie to find Lincoln Harris standing in front of her with an expectant smile. Dancing with him was last on her list of things she wanted to do. Just being with him gave her a headache. She didn't like the man. The fact that he was handsome in a classical sense and kept himself in top condition didn't offset his personality. He was egotistical, self-involved and arrogant.

"You should be worried about what your mom is going to do when she finds out you've been sneaking her perfume to school." Ashley sniffed her jacket, laughing hard at my words, "She'll definitely kill me. By the way, how do I look?" "Like a high school slut who smuggles dildos in her bag.” I replied, nonchalantly eyeing her playfully. Ashley pouted. "Whatever. I'm the sexiest person you'll ever meet, you know?". She said, but I didn't reply.

By the end, she was a trembling, satisfied mess, covered in sweat and their release, surrounded by four powerful men who couldn’t stop touching her gently in the afterglow. Marcus pulled her against his chest, stroking her hair. “You were perfect.” Jax kissed her thigh. “We’re not done with you this weekend.” Leo and Kai pressed close on either side, hands soothing her oversensitive skin. Sophia smiled, exhausted and glowing. The city lights sparkled far below the penthouse windows as she lay safely in the middle of her four lovers. The party had only just begun.

I was answered with four big smiles, and a couple of chuckles at having been found out. Holly then said, "I'm going to turn your question of why I think it would be hot to see you suck a cock back on you. Why do you think it's so hot to see me with another woman, sucking tits and eating pussy? Why is that so hot for you that you would blow a load of cum across the kitchen floor without even touching your raging hard-on?" "I guess it's the raw sexuality of it," I replied. "Two gorgeous, sexy, stark naked women, kissing, fondling, sucking, biting! That's watching pure sexual passion and unbridled lust!"

Among them was a beautiful, rich, powerful, and socialite woman, who was called G*****a, in whom she was invited to go and have fun, to entertain herself at her parties, alongside other guests with her hosts, beside her on a series of walkways, beds, rugs, and towels laid out, around a large pool of hot water. It was a luxurious and shiny environment, with exquisite decorations, men and women having sex, sometimes there were more than two in sexual acts. Seeing the big, handsome man, called Hercules, a tall, handsome man, almost a Greek god, of course, he's Greek, tall, muscular, in every way, big in every way, he had a penis as big as he was, but not as big as his other hotel mate. Being a

"Don't look so happy! You're acting like you've already won the lottery or something." He grinned - that damn grin - and pulled me closer to him. So close I could feel his heartbeat. "Tonight, I'm the luckiest man alive." Then he leaned in, his lips brushing a soft, slow kiss against my neck. A shiver ran down my spine. I giggled, my hands lightly pushing against his chest. "Ethan..." He laughed against my skin. He slowly spread my legs apart, He kissed from my laps to my inner thighs sending waves of shock into my body .His face was already digging into my exposed and swollen clit ,His beards were wet, I was already dripping wet.

"Let me feel that pussy." Our mouths find each other again, kissing messy with tongue tangling, we moaned into each other's mouth, our eyes half closed. Then he froze. "Shit...I don't have a condom." "It's okay, I'm on pill." He slammed up into me, hard and fast. "Oh fuck, Grey! Yes!" He didn't slow down. His cock was hitting my spot over and over. I grabbed my hair, pulling it into a quick ponytail, sweat dripping down my chest.

I had to agree that it was and that’s how our first date ended. We’ve been together for about a year and I hope we’ll be together forever. Sandy likes every kind of sex imaginable. Her main sexual hot button is being watched and watching others. As a result, when we are fucking, she often calls up single “datelines" and talks to three or four guys as I fuck her perfect wet pussy. Sometimes we talk to girls. Often we do it in public and sometimes we have done it with other couples. There have been a couple of trips back to the bookstore and a very hot night in an adult theatre. Sandy’s a keeper.

I sighed, looking up at the person, only to find two hot men looming over me, staring at me with this weird look on their faces. Holy fuck. What did I do this time? “That’s enough. You should go home now,” one of the hot men spoke up. Oh, did I mention they were hot? Mr. Extremely Sexy pulled me up, and Mr. Extremely Sexy No.2 helped him. While one looked like someone straight out of an Italian Mafia romance, the other looked like he had been pulled out of some rich and powerful man’s contest and he’d won. I looked between them and unconsciously licked my lips.

His mere presence always made the women at work swoon, each and every one of them ready to throw their panties his way. I also added a certain celebrity just for the sake of it. He was a popular actor who charmed his audience with his smile and talent. But he also seemed like someone who would be ruthless in bed, his sex scenes in movies never failed to make my pussy throb with want, now that was real God-given talent. I think his name was Ezekiel Sterling.