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“You’re too fucking sexy to be here alone. Come with me.” I follow him without hesitation, my heart racing. The restroom door locks behind us. The second it clicks, he pushes me against the wall and kisses me hungrily. His tongue dominates mine as his hands roam my body — squeezing my full tits through the thin dress, pinching my hard nipples until I moan into his mouth. He drops to his knees right there on the dirty floor, yanking my thong aside. “Such a pretty little Indian pussy,” he growls, spreading my lips with his thumbs. “Already dripping for a stranger.”

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

Reading his shameless fantasy, Cindy cummed like never before, flicking her clit furiously. So tonight she made a decision to make his fantasy come true. She invite Chinedu over, he was a tall, muscular Igbo bull who was also a runway model, Mark had seen pictures of his 9 inches thick, veiny black cock that made Cindy's eyes light up when she showed him the messages. The doorbell rang, making Mark's heart pound with shame and his cock throb with anticipation.

I whispered, keeping my voice low so Xavier wouldn't hear every word. "No! Tell me what happened", she shrieked, making me flinch as I kept a bit of distance between my ear and the phone. Sheesh. Well someone's excited. "Well", I whispered. "Xavier is practically a slobbering mess. You know that cock ring I ordered online a week ago?", "Shut up! No way! You used it?" "Mmhmm" "OMG!! Girl he is obviously going to be such an orgasm deprived mess right now but do tell how did you use it?"

A guttural roar tears from their throat as they empty their balls, painting Stefanie's insides with their hot seed. *"YES! Oh fuck, YES!" *Y/N chants, their hips jerking erratically as they ride out the intense orgasm.* "So fucking good, Stefanie! You took it so well!" *As the aftershocks subside, Y/N collapses on top of Stefanie, both of them panting heavily in the aftermath of their passionate encounter. Despite the sweat-slicked skin and tangled limbs, there's an undeniable sense of satisfaction and connection between them – something that goes beyond just a thrilling, illicit fuck.**

He pressed his lips against mine in a savage, wet kiss that sent tremors throughout my body. My hands jerked up towards his waist, but he pinned them down to the sides of my head. "It's your first time, Eiran." He breathed in my ear. "We can't afford to rush." He began trailing kisses down my chest, nibbling lightly on my skin. "F*ck." My back arched forward, a loud moan slipping through my teeth as his tongue seized across my chest. My entire body trembled with pure ecstasy, my now free hand trailing up his chest to return the favour.

I whispered, and he did, thrusting back inside me slow and deep, fucking me lazy this time, kissing me while he moved, making me cum twice more before we finally stopped, too exhausted to keep going. Later, when we snuck downstairs separate, acting like nothing happened, Emily was still there, chatting with Mum in the living room. She looked up when Haiden walked in, smiling bright. "Hey, text me about that surfing thing?" He glanced at me quick, then back at her, shrugging casual. "Yeah, maybe. Been busy lately." I sat down across the room, thighs pressed tight, feeling his cum still inside me, and smiled to myself because I knew the truth. He was mine, at least for now, and I was not letti

He looked powerful, untouched by the sickness that had taken his brother. He crawled back over me, his knees forcing my thighs wide. He positioned the wet, blunt head of his cock at my pussy entrance, rubbing it against my clit in slow, rhythmic circles that had me clawing at the sheets, my toes curling into the silk. "Tell me you want it," he commanded, his jaw tight as he fought for his own control. "Tell me you want your husband’s brother inside you." "I want you," I screamed, my legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer until I could feel the heat radiating off him. "I want you inside me, Richard! Now!"

I panicked, Jax slipping out the window like a ghost. Body aching, pussy throbbing, I dressed slow, cum still inside. Downstairs, his eyes met mine over coffee promise of more anytime. The weekend? Far from over.

Wanted: sexual mavericks, exhibitionists and voyeurs. Win the prize of your dreams. Apply within. I woke up giddy with excitement, my heart beating rapidly. The warm light of the sun had crept between the cracks in the curtains and had gently nudged me from my slumber. Today was the day. Ii had felt like such a long wait and now that it was finally here it didn’t seem real. It had been two weeks since I had seen the small handwritten sign in the derelict looking shop window. Two weeks since I had entered the shop only to be surprised by its luxurious interior and grand size. Two weeks since me and my husband had discussed the prospect of entering and me being thrilled that he agreed. Fourtee