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I felt my clit rubbing against the edge of the desk with every thrust Rex made, the friction building a pressure in my lower belly that felt like a volcano about to erupt. "Look at her," Jax muttered, his voice muffled against my skin. "She's taking all of us. Look at how her tits bounce." He started to squeeze my breasts harder, kneading them like dough, while Rex increased his speed. The friction inside me was becoming intense, the heat building until I felt like I was melting. I wanted more. I wanted every single one of them inside me. "More... please, give me more!" I managed to moan as Leo pulled out of my mouth for a second.

Cold air hit her bare tits, nipples so hard they ached. Skirt shoved up. Panties hooked with two fingers and dragged down her thighs, left tangled around her knees so she couldn't close her legs. He spun her around, slammed her back against the wall beside the fireplace. Heat licked her calves while his body heat burned everywhere else. "Look at this filthy cunt," he said, sliding two fingers straight into her without warning. She was so wet they sank deep on the first push. "Soaking. Swollen. You're fucking dripping down my wrist already."

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.

Janet groped one of Maria's breasts in her hand, pinching her n****e and listening to her soft sexy moan. Maria's fingers moved faster and faster, circling Janet's clit. Janet felt her p***y tighten around Professor Lance as he pumped in and out of her. She could feel every inch of him inside of her, could feel just how tightly her core clenched on each ridge of his c**k. They had fucked before, but this, this time it was ten times hotter, ten times better.

They both feel an undeniable attraction towards each other from the moment they've met and they quickly give in to their desires but what will happen when young girls start to get missing and found dead in the woods and HE becomes a suspect? Dear shy, sexy professor A Forbidden love story between Professor Alexander Morero, a 35 years old teacher who teaches Italian language & History at Bedrock university, LA, California and his new student, 20 year old, Jessica Hudson. *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#* Bonus story: My boyfriend's uncle Introduction: He knew he was in trouble. She was the girlfriend of his nephew, and she was off-limits. But he couldn't help the way he felt when he was

My legs trembled, but he didn’t stop, thrusting faster, his breath hot and ragged against my ear. “Goddamn, you’re so wet,” he grunted, his hands bruising my hips. He kept going, his cock sliding in and out, slick with my juices, and I knew he was close, his thrusts getting harder, more desperate. The room smelled like sex, the couch creaking under us, and I never wanted it to end.

Suddenly, he pulled down his jeans and released his massive hard cock, positioning himself behind one of the women. The hucow cried out in pleasure as he thrust his throbbing member deep inside her. His balls slapped against her ass with each forceful stroke, echoing loudly against the wooden walls of the stall. The intense sensation overwhelmed her senses, causing her to moan uncontrollably. With each grunt and groan, the other hucows began to moan and moo softly, clearly aroused by the passionate encounter unfolding before them. As I watched this spectacle unfold, my body reacted involuntarily. My nipples hardened under my thin top, straining against the fabric in response to the raw sexua

She moaned, her hips moving against his hand, a desperate seeking motion for more. “You’re so eager, aren’t you, my love?” he whispered, slipping a finger inside her. Her inner walls clenched around him, hot and slick. She moaned, a deeper sound this time, her hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for the connection. He added another finger, his thumb finding her pulsing clit, rubbing gently, deliberately. Her breath hitched. “Tell me you like that,” he commanded softly, watching her face. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came, a powerful rush that tightened her around his fingers.

she orders with a whisper and moves even closer. Why is it so hot in here? I should shut up but…Kandy says I should speak…I will speak. “Everytime when I get hard…a-and when I touch myself, I say your name and I can’t stop” I say with a broken moan before I can stop myself and Kandy looks pleased as she leans into my space. She smells like sex and sin. “Kandy, baby…” I say her name, with my voice straining and we move closer, breathing hard and heavy, fueled by our dark confessions of lust.