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“So what happened this morning, with yoga?” “Um, yoga things.” Annie said, a blush creeping over her skin. “Hmm, that’s what we’re calling it now?” “Sex.” Stolas said, “The really good, mind blowing kind.” “Stolas.” Annie said, pulling her hand away and covering her face as her cheeks flamed brighter.

He set me down on the bed and looked at me like I was a piece of candy. "I have wanted to touch you since the first day I came here," Leo said. He pulled my robe off. I was completely bare. He looked at my breasts and my wide hips. He reached down and touched my pussy. I was already very wet. My pussy was dripping for him. He rubbed his thumb over me, and I let out a loud moan. It felt so good.

“Not here—” “Shh,” he hushed, fingers already sliding between my legs. “Nobody sees. Just you and me.” He pushed me against the wall, dropped to his knees and shoved my dress up. His tongue went straight to my clit, licking fast. I grabbed his hair, moaning his name. Then he stood up, turned me around, bent me over the back of the couch and thrust into me from behind. Hard. Deep. Over and over. We kept going for hours that night—on the couch, in the shower, even quick ones in the living room when we thought we had time.

My family would have been humiliated. So I married him knowing he would never really want me. Never really satisfy me. Never give me what I needed in bed. And I decided right then that I wouldn't settle for a sexless marriage just because my husband preferred dick. The mechanic doesn't know about the neighbor's brother. The neighbor's brother doesn't know about the mechanic. My husband doesn't know about either of them. And I'm keeping it that way. Because this arrangement works. I get the hard rough sex I crave. I get variety. I get to explore every kink and desire my body has without judgment or hesitation.

CONTENT: Breast, big booty, milking, sucking, fingering,cum,deep cumin,cheating. CHAPTER 1 Santos had a girlfriend that he used to fuck regularly. Marcia was really in love with Santos’ huge cock. It was ten inches long and the head was four inches wide. They usually fucked in the afternoon at her place since her father was often on a business trip and her mother was working. One day after school, Santos was at home watching television. His parents were still at work until evening and Marcia was spending the entire week at a camp with some of her classmates.

“I’m taking you home Juliette after this.” “Kiss me,” she said. He did and cupped one of her breasts, making her long for more. He stepped back, but her cleavage heaved through the low front of her wrap-around blouse. She had round full breasts, larger than he had realized when he first saw her. They fit his palm perfectly. She was still holding her skirt. They were supposed to walk inside, but he pulled her shirt apart and groaned at the delicate lace that just barely covered her heaving chest. Impulsively, she reached a finger down and touched herself. She had been wet all day. He moaned watching her. She used another finger to circle around her clit the way she had when she was lying on t

He was pounding me pretty fair. "Excuse me, Mister Thornhill," Shasta said, right next to me, "I was wondering if I might ask a favor of you?" "What do you need, Shasta?" "Not money," she laughed, "but I've recently started having sex with men again thanks to my slave, but several of my friends, including the little slut sucking your dick, say being triple penetrated is a very enjoyable experience for a woman. I only have the one slave myself, so would need a couple other cocks to complete the experience for me. I was hoping for one of them to be yours."

When she got home just before midnight, looking freshly fucked and dishevelled, I was aching. “Let’s go straight to bed,” I grinned. She smiled and led the way. This time I could see another man’s cum still glistening on her tits and leaking from her well-used cunt. I licked every drop while she told me how two Pakistani guys from work had fucked her senseless and covered her tits at the bottom of our street. That’s our life now. She gets her cunt and arse wrecked two or three times a week by Pakistani guys and hung black men she picks up in clubs. I get to lick her clean afterwards like the lucky, devoted husband I am.

My mind was elsewhere, I couldn't fathom what really made Lawson display that non challant attitude towards our love life while a maid saw us having sex, and he is not bothered. “Lawson, why do you choose to embarrass us this way? Caroline saw us having sex, and I told you to let us go upstairs” I said immediately he lay beside me fuming in anger. “ What are you talking about? It's just sex and Caroline is not a child. Don't be like this, we can even have a threesome with her”. “What!!! You mean Caroline can actually join us while having sex? Who are you Lawson? I don't think I know the kind of man I got married to”.