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2. PREYE Dad left years ago after the separation, so it’s just me and Mom back home. She’s been grinding through everything alone, and I’ve gotten damn good at hiding my secrets. I’m straight as fuck. Men do it for me hard,thick heavy cocks stretching my pussy wide open, gagging on dick until my eyes water and spit runs down my chin, that rough BDSM shit where a guy ties me up and treats my holes like his personal cum dump. Nothing beats sucking cock though. Feeling it throb and swell on my tongue, swallowing every thick rope when he’s earned it.

ck and started rocking me while sucking my lips at the same time. ‎ ‎Every stroke he made to my pvssy made me scream in pleasure. ‎ ‎As he thrust into my pvssy, his lips juggled between my nipples and my lips. ‎ ‎His eyes were covered with the intensity of the moment—he was completely into what he was doing to me. ‎ ‎Minutes later, I felt it, the large, huge cum about to overwhelm my soul, I grabbed him tight, my pvssy on edge, waiting for this sweet sensation to arrive, just then I locked Ryan in-between my legs as I screamed his name.

“Is this even gonna work?” “I dunno.” “What do you mean I dunno?” “I mean I've never tried it before. Let's see if we can make it work.” “We can just get in the boat, like, it's not as cold out there.” “Nah nah I wanna try this. Please?” “Fine. But it's weird.” “No! It's not weird! It's kinda sexy. Kinky too.” Instead of trying to persuade her more with my words, I swam up to

“Better than those dirty stories you write in your diary?” I winked at her and saw the coldness in her countenance. “I only write, I have never really experienced them.” “What do you write about then? Your fantasies?” “Even better…I write about how I fanstasize other people having sex.” I was dumbfounded. “Oh my goodness, that is the horniest thing I have ever heard.”

I had never gone bare before. I had never been tied to a bed—not like this. And I had never been totally controlled by my lover—especially not a new one I didn’t even know was kinky until our third date. Was I kinky, too? I didn’t know yet. But Peter was working hard to make me that way. And those big, smooth fingers of his were doing wonders to convince me I was more than just kinky. He slid two, then three, up inside me. I moaned. It felt good. He used fingers and thumb to work my pussy and my clit.

His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

We were kissing like we hated each other for what we did and wanted each other for what we did at the same time. My fingers slipped into her shorts, finding her already wet. She moaned into my mouth when I rubbed her socked clit. She moaned into my mouth and shoved me back against the counter, her hands sliding under my t-shirt to squeeze my bare ass--soft. She squeezed it. We moved to the couch next, half-naked, grinding against each other like animals. Her thigh pressed between my legs, her wet pussy ground against my skin as she leaned down and bit my bottom lip, and mine between hers. We were both soaked, breathing hard, whispering filthy, broken things between kisses.

I squirmed around, desperate for a release, but the cuffs held tight. “Please,” I cooed, tears stinging my eyes. Marcus held his cold gaze, shaking his head. “Not until I say so pet.” The woman withdrew her fingers from me, leaving my pussy empty and soaking wet. She licked her fingers, her eyes locked on mine. “Delicious.” My legs shuddered. “Again,” Marcus commanded. The woman grinned, shoving her fingers back in without warning. I threw my head back, each thrust sending hot flares of pleasure all over my body. She tugged at the nipple clamped as the rhythm of her fingers got faster.

The age and experience gap showed in every move confident and filthy. We moved to the big window as evening deepened the city lights sparkling below. Kieran stood and pressed me against the cool glass, his body pinning me from behind. His hard cock rubbed against my ass while he kissed my neck. “Look at that view while I touch you,” he growled one hand between my legs, rubbing my clit fast. “I am going to fuck you properly soon. Bend you over and pound that sweet cunt until you scream.” My hands pressed flat on the glass as I pushed back against him moaning.

he growled against my neck. “I….I love…crazy.” I stammered. “Good.” He backed away from me, and in the dim light walked to a cabinet in the corner, pulling out a cuff and a blindfold. My breath caught as the metal of the cuff glinted faintly. I had watched videos of girls being tied up, blindfolded, and fucked, but I had never actually done anything like it. Lee had always preferred his sex safe and calm. Not dark and dangerous.