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She turned and slid her bra and then blouse back on, then waved playfully as she headed to her desk. The rest of the day was actually pretty normal for Jessie. She spent most of it at her desk doing paperwork, and then the last few hours, Mr. Murphy had her come in to his office and go through some more of the giant stack of boxes while he stood behind her. At one point, he pulled his zipper down and started jerking off. She did as he'd specified, though, which was to keep working no matter what he was doing. After a short and slightly uncomfortable session of bending over, knees straight, he grunted and finished on the floor again, hurrying to clean it up before it made a stain.

I was already shivering like a woman thrown into deep winter with nothing but thin clothes covering me. Then, Jessie strode into the care center like a queen. "Selene, my poor sister. I found it! Your husband cheated on you. Bastard knocked up another girl, and their kid was born two months earlier than whenever yours is coming out! And he gave the mistress your slot at my care center! I'm going to whoop his sorry a—" The last word died in her throat when she saw me. The receptionists went pale as ghosts. "B-Boss…"

The video was already playing: me in my shower, back arched, fingers buried in my pussy, moaning Alex's name like a curse while I came. I had sent that discretely to Alex. I lunged for the phone. He lifted it out of reach, wrapped one arm around my waist, and slammed me face first against the nearest wall. My cheek pressed to cool marble, his huge body caging me in. "Behave," he growled against my ear, "or this goes viral before you say ‘Jack’, " His free hand shoved my dress up to my waist, baring my ass and the fact I was dripping down my thighs.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

he says and stick two fingers into my pussy. Savoring the sweet sensation I was feeling, I closed my eyes. Then he started moving his fingers in and out of my pussy, going faster than he started. I moan softly, closing my eyes. Flashes of my stepdad, Dave appeared in my head as I felt pleasured by Jackson.

Fro and to I rubbed then I ceased my finger from her honeypot. Without warning, thrust in harder and deeper with my huge cock. I slammed in harder anytime she tried to utter any words. I stopped and said, “Continue fucking my cock.” My husky voice came commanding without pulling out from her. “Alright, thanks glutton,” Jessie replied out of excitement and strided backwards with my dick buried in her honeypot. Jessie pushed back with her might and will also push in whenever I stared at her performance feeling engrossed. I lost my patience as I sensed that my ejaculation was coming soon.

I spread her pussy wide and her hands held her thighs for me as I bent down to lick at her, lapping at her pussy, finding her nub, but then tracing back to her ass, unable to resist something so forbidden as rimming my plump, cute, nineteen-year-old student's ass-hole. As I tongued her tightest hole, spreading her cheeks wide, her hand rubbed desperately at her clit. "Oh fuuuck," she moaned, craning her neck to look at me tonguing her ass. Holding my tongue stiff, my head bobbed at her asshole, and I knew I was showing her something that she'd never experienced before. It felt so taboo, and so deliciously naughty, that my own precum was out of control. "Do you like that, Lucy?" I said.

Christian gave her shoulder a squeeze. Jessie gave him a sly smile, "fine. But you better fu*k me good." “Do you even have to ask.’’ Christian grinned. She moved to sit on Christian's lap, feeling his hardness as she did. "So hard and ready." Jessie bounced up and down in a teasing way. She could feel her core pulsing, and waiting for more. “Fu*k me with your mouth." Christian whispered. Stooping in the small space, Jessie eagerly got on her knees, unbutton his pants, then took his co*k out.

This was every man’s fantasy and Kerry obviously intended for me to enjoy myself. As Kerry sucked at those beautiful tits, she moved her hand down to Jessie’s swollen cunt lips. She was dripping in juice and she raised her hips to meet Kerry’s hand. I stroked my full nine inches as Kerry’s fingers disappeared inside her. “Jessie you are so wet! Does Chet make you wet like this?” She dipped one finger inside Jessie's quivering hole. “No.” “Does Chet make you come?” She slid another finger inside Jessie and began to rub her clitty with her thumb.

No more hiding, no more quick fucks in the shadows. Just us, her body under mine on a sun-drenched beach, my big cock filling her as she screamed my name to the waves. I could see it: Jessy in a tiny bikini, her curves on display, me pinning her to the sand, thrusting slow and deep while she whispered, "Harder, Daddy—make me your whore." The idea stirred me, my cock twitching in my pants as I imagined breeding her under foreign stars, her pussy milking every drop.