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She was a vision of pure beauty and even her large erection seemed somehow sexy and feminine, but don't ask me why. I cradled her balls with my left hand, earning me a deep throated moan of pleasure as I rolled her testes and gently tugged at her scrotum. The skin felt buttery soft and smelled of peaches. Shelly must have used some sort of body lotion, but I couldn't taste it on her cock. Spit and precum filled my mouth and I swallowed eagerly, hunching my hips to fuck the sofa with my own dripping penis. I ached with urgency and I wanted to cum. I needed to cum as a nearly painful lust for release pushed every other thought from my mind.

Derick, who had no idea what I have just done. I touched my lips, then my neck, then lower—just once, through my skirt—and felt her breath catch. I grabbed my bag, got out of the car, and walked toward the apartment. I walked into the apartment still feeling Mr. Grant’s cum leak out of me with every step. Derick was on the couch in a t-shirt and sweatpants, scrolling on his phone. He looked up and smiled. “Hey, baby. Long day?” “Yeah.” I went straight to the shower, but I didn’t wash between my legs. I left his cum inside me on purpose. When I came out in just a towel, Derick was already hard. He pulled me onto the bed and kissed me like he always did—soft, familiar, safe.

Their cocks were obscene: thick as wrists, veined like twisted ropes, heads flared and leaking heavy, glowing precum that dripped in long sticky strands onto the floor with wet plops. Marcus screamed through the ring gag, but it came out as a wet gargle. The five demons circled Lila slowly, breathing heavy, sulfur and raw lust thick in the air. She stood there trembling, cum still leaking down her thighs from the first two, but her pussy was clenching visibly, hungry for more.

Around us the room was far from quiet. Soft, wet moans filled the air. I turned my head just enough to see. One of the women on the next table had a man’s mouth locked around her breast, sucking hard while she arched into it. Further down, another woman had her thighs spread wide, a different pair of hands and a mouth working between them. The wet sounds of tongues and fingers mixed with their broken little gasps. The atmosphere in the room felt heavier now, thicker, like the air itself was pressing on my skin and turning every nerve more sensitive.

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A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

She knew the desire was already obvious on her face as well so she didn't hesitate to do as he said. She began to grind and even brought her protruding jewel closer to his masculinity while still sitting on it. She moved to rub her femininity with only thin panties covering it. She was not afraid to do that because she knew that his maleness was also lifeless because of his condition. His two hands were holding her waist again to help her move her body against him. "Damn! Aaaghhhh!" his violent growl was quite loud.

As her body opened to his, she saw a mental image Of an exotic flower with petals peeling back to reveal a moist centre, drenched with sweet nectar. She made little moans of eagerness as the cock quested bluntly towards her, nudging past her parted labia and slipping deeply into her. He was hot and hard. Her flesh seemed to suck at him, drawing him in deeper, until the swollen head of the cock nudged against her womb. ' ‘Oh, God .. .” Ruth lifted her legs and wrapped them around Matheson’s lean hips. Raising her lower body she rubbed herself against him as he pounded into her, tipping up her hips so that he drove downwards into her red heat.

I spread my legs open on my seat, hearing his voice whisper In my head to spread them wider, I drew imaginary lines on my thighs with my fingers, pushing my panties aside. I rubbed the vibrator on my clit, making my pussy tighten and wet, I turned it on, I grazed it on my clit lightly, letting out a soft moan, I left my eyes closed, an image of him standing at the door sill in my head “Yes Victoria, you nasty little slut” I imagined he would say, I pressed a button on the vibe, increasing the intensity and moaning louder. “Holy shit, fuck I'm gonna cum Shawn” I muttered,throwing my head back as the feeling of pleasure increased

I continued my dance , swaying my hips and teasing him . Slowly, I started taking off the lingerie from the bralette, revealing my firm, round breasts and my nipples which were already hard as stones. Nathan’s breathing grew heavy as he watched, completely mesmerized by my erotic display. He reached out, tracing a finger down my stomach, pausing at my waist . I moaned softly as his fingers brushed against my sensitive skin, my body trembling in anticipation. He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, undoing them with practiced ease. I slipped my hand inside and wrapped my fingers around his hard length, stroking it firmly.