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Just like their dad, Kane and the twins loved wild sex and their omega harems. "Ebony will be going into heat anytime today. The way she sucks me down like her favorite dessert, fuck, you got to taste it to know what we are talking about," Connor added. "No, thank you. They are all yours," Simon said and left without sparing another word. Hazel sighed in relief when she heard the clunk of the closing door. "Back in a sec," she murmured to her coworker, slipping away before anyone could ask questions. She found her locker at the end of the narrow hallway and grabbed her purse tucked in the back. And inside it, the small pill case she never left home without.

Sharon The heat was insufferable. It had come out of nowhere, blasting through the city and melting everything and everyone in its path. It had even reached all the way out to the suburbs, stifling my entire life. As if it wasn’t bad enough with the lock down, now we had to suffer through unbearable heat on top of it. I wasn’t sure how I was going to survive the rest of the summer. I was already covered in sweat. I could feel it trickling down my spine and falling between my butt cheeks.

skin slapping violently, the wet squelching sounds of a thick cock plunging in and out of a drenched pussy, grunts of intense effort from the man, and her mother begging shamelessly for more. A forbidden heat slowly flooded Layla’s core. She felt her own nipples beginning to stiffen painfully against her bra, and without conscious thought, her thighs rubbed together, pressing against her clit through her panties. She had been horny for Tony for weeks, and now hearing her own mother getting fucked so vigorously was doing something dangerously arousing to her body.

“We both know that we can't solve this." "But we can try," Stacey replied. "Yeah, but I don't want to stress my brain. I can't even concentrate. I want to do something else.” Mia said as she looked around the office. “What is that?” Stacey asked, and Mia leaned closer and said, “I'm feeling horny. I want us to have some fun in this office. I want to feel your tongue in my sweet pussy." Stacey’s eyes widened, and she twirled her head towards the closed door before speaking up, “Are you mad? What if he comes back and catches us?”

My mind flashed back to earlier— The way he pulled me close. The way he kissed me. The way everything between us felt like it was building into something neither of us could stop. I swallowed. My gaze instinctively moved toward the door. Locked. My heart skipped. “You locked it?” Lucien followed my gaze, then looked back at me. “This is my company,” he said calmly. “No one comes in without my permission.” That didn’t calm me. If anything, it made everything feel more intense. More private. More dangerous. “Someone might—”

She was beautiful. Not a magazine beauty, no. Not those retouched, smoothed, artificial bodies seen everywhere. A truer beauty, more vulnerable, more real. Her thighs a little strong, her soft belly with that crease when she stood straight, her slender arms, her prominent collarbones. Bruises on her hips how had she gotten them? Finger marks on her buttocks a recent lover? Old scars on her right knee a childhood fall, perhaps. Her body told a story. Hers. And it was that story that interested us, more than perfection.

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

Anna's POV My chest heaves as I push the door of the hotel room and stride in. Being the mafia princess has it's good days and it's bad days, but today is an especially bad day, an enemy of my father's had attacked unexpectedly, making me run to this hotel with another enemy. “So many enemies” I huff as I peel the leather jacket off my burning hot body. In a rush, I go to stand in front of the air conditioner to cool myself, even though I know that the it cannot help the hotness I feel.

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”

The summer heat in the suburban house was stifling, even with the AC humming at full blast. Emma sprawled on the living-room couch in her panty shorts—tiny black cotton that hugged her ass like a second skin—and a matching bikini bra that barely contained her full breasts. The fabric was thin, damp with sweat, her nipples faintly visible through the material as she fanned herself with a magazine. Sarah, her roommate, lounged beside her in similar attire, scrolling through N*****x on the big screen. “Horror?” Sarah suggested with a grin. “It’s too hot for anything else need something to give me chills.”