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"Fvck! Ah, you're so fvcking good, love!" They are no longer themselves. They have been swallowed by the pleasure caused by intercourse. They don't care if the car they ride shakes. It was as if they had their world where only the two of them were there and brought pleasure to each other. They could hear their skins clashing. At each meeting, equality is caused by the taste of each other. They want more and more. Until their movements became even faster as Treyton continued to kiss Daphne's neck and hold her hips, which seemed to be maneuvered with each rise and fall of his manhood.

I looked forward to have sex in this world. Women's pleasure is like a point system. Simply put, there is a point every one pierce, I accumulate more and more points for each pierce. If the points goes to a certain extent, she will climax, and if it goes further, that woman will go mad. The hard part is it is necessary to devise a stimulus. For the time being, let's target the place where Cecil can feel the most pleasure all at once. "Try to endure the feeling, Cecil" "Y-yes, I wil try"

I just lay there for a while when I felt bile starting to rise so I hurried to the bathroom and emptied my stomach. I didn’t let myself cry as there was no use to it, it didn’t reduce the pain. I knew that I should not have relaxed and enjoyed myself as this was always what happened when I let loose a little. I should have known that it was too good to be true. My parents would never let me have a day in peace.

As if not satisfied, he drew off her the gown entirely and her pointed nipples became visible. “I don’t think we should…” Her words hanged in her throat the moment Jayden teased her pussy. His hand was currently inside her pant. Loverina leaned back, using her hands to support herself. He started rubbing her fast, and she couldn’t help but moan. Folding her hands and biting her lower lips. Her body was feeling hot. Her eyes were shut. ‘The pleasure.’ She missed him. How he does make her feel and how the body was reacting to him. Everything about him got her body screaming for more.

She remained indifferent to my restraint. The pleasure was overwhelming, making me feel weightless and blissful. He expertly explored every inch of my body, providing intense pleasure both internally and externally. As he held my hips in place, preventing any movement, a powerful wave of ecstasy surged through me. My body tensed and then released, soaring and crashing with an intensity I had never felt before. I gripped his finger tightly, letting out a loud cry of pleasure.

The only thing that interests me is that you let me possess you. His confession is strange, even embarrassing to me, which is pathetic considering what I do. I can not say that I sell pleasure to live, no longer. Now it's just a way of being. It is my way of living. I like to please and feel that I have control over myself, over what I have, over the emotions and sensations of others. Even when I get paid for it, I do it knowing that many will not climax with just anyone. "Come on, we all have a price." I don't know which one is yours, but I assure you I can afford it.

Souls that had arrived uncertain now swam with radiant joy exploring pleasure with creativity and deep connection. In the soft afterglow the core eight withdrew to a secluded floating platform. There they shared their own intimate communion beginning with slow tender caresses and deep loving kisses. It built gradually into raw exhaustive passion. Multiple cocks filled willing dripping holes. Tongues and fingers explored every combination. Bodies slid together in sweat cum nectar and glowing water until they collapsed in a perfectly content tangle of limbs. Vespera nestled between me and Silas her body flushed covered in love marks and leaking from every thoroughly used hole. She looked up wi

“Every thought, every pulse of desire, every shiver… belongs to me. And you will remember that, every time you think of surrender, of need, of… pleasure. You will remember that obedience is a game, but one you cannot refuse.” Her hands trembled, clutching her skirts, body quaking at the intensity of his gaze, the brush of his fingers, the weight of his words. The playful psychological control was exquisite—frustrating, tantalizing, and impossibly arousing. She was his, utterly, but the teasing, the subtle domination, the invisible leash on her mind left her on the brink of collapse.

She kissed each one. Deliberately. He shuddered. “Still think you’re not a weapon?” he asked, voice rough. “I’m choosing the target,” she said. The sex that followed was not frantic. Not punishing. Not about drowning out anything. It was… slow. Intentional. Hands pausing, asking, answering. Scars kissed, bitten lightly, worshipped instead of ignored. When they were done, they lay tangled in sheets that smelled faintly of laundry soap and them.

I said as I slowly starred the burning sensation from within. Adam took of his entire cloths and climbed on me, he opened my legs and slowly wet his hand with saliva. He was going to steam my pussy before his dick enters_ that's how he usually does it and I'd love if Lucas learns from this and readies my pussy for his dick... " Do you like this?". He asked me..