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It was a rather kind gesture from him. " Ah...A..Asher..Mph" Lisa cried out when he began to move. Alternating between long, deep strokes, Kira felt that he damn near touched the bottom of her stomach. For a moment, she thought she might die from the sheer pleasure of it all. Sex with him was blindingly intense, like drowning in a sea of ecstasy. Every nerve ending in her body was aware. She couldn't stop her gut from clenching. Kira couldn't stop her eyes from rolling back at the sensation

Ten hours earlier: Kira: I've gone out for drinks with my four friends. I’m wearing a very short, black and tight dress, I didn't even bothered to put on abra. Under the dress I wear a red thong. I also wear hyper high redheels. I haven't fucked someone in weeks. Withdrawal is taking its toll on me. My libido is out of control, so much so that I'm hallucinating with Patrick Amíntoros

Kieran's eyes rake over my body in the dim moonlight coming through the window, hungry and dark. "Fucking perfect." He cups my breasts roughly, pinching my nipples until I have to bite my lip hard to keep from moaning. "Three years I've wanted to see these. Three years of watching you bounce around in those little tops, knowing you weren't wearing a bra." "Kieran, please." "Please what?" He drops one hand between my legs and finds me already wet, arousal slicking my inner thighs. "Please stop? Or please don't stop?" "Don't stop. Please don't stop."

She snatched the box from the porch, carried it straight to her room, and tore it open. The virtual-reality headset sat inside, the expensive model she had saved for. She powered it on, skipped every regular game without a second glance, and opened the adult simulation she had already configured. Her phone connected. She selected the custom profile labeled Kevin. She set her phone to record. The image resolved. He stood in front of her, detailed and solid enough that her breath caught. She smiled. “Hello, Lori.” “Hello, Kevin.” “Looking sexy as always. Are you ready to get your ass fucked?”

Or at least… Lena suspected. Kira’s arousal spiked to dizzying heights. She rubbed her clit frantically, watching as Keith stood and pulled Lena up, bending her over the couch arm so her ass faced the window. He entered her in one smooth thrust. Lena’s eyes locked on Kira’s window again, lips parted, mouthing something Kira couldn’t make out. The realization that they might be performing for her pushed Kira over the edge. She came with a choked cry, soaking her fingers, body trembling.

Kira rested her upper body on her forearms and wiggled her ass back and forth in the air. "Go on, I'm ready for you." She told him in a breathy moan. He positioned himself behind her, and lined his tip up with her opening. His head brushed against her clit, passing over it and rubbing it slightly. She moaned and used two wayward fingers to spread herself wider for him. The swollen head of his cock split the smaller woman's pussy and he was greeted with the clutching heat of her cunt. Kira rolled her hips over him, his cock stretched her wide but she was desperate for more.

It was overwhelming, and it was… good. A thick cock—her cock, she’d started to think of them as hers—was buried deep in her pussy. Marcus, the one with the cruel smile, was gripping her hips, slamming his pelvis against her ass with a wet, rhythmic slap. “You’re so fucking tight, baby,” he grunted, his eyes locked on the camera phone propped on the dresser. “Show them how a real whore creams on a dick.”

"Where'd you learn to . . . uhm, you know." Shamira smiled. "Clara is a good teacher." "Just checking. Ooh!" Kira cooed as the vampire went back to work. She gave her husband a lustful glance and then let his pole penetrate her mouth again. Shamira flicked her tongue against that hard little clit, loving how it made Kira's body shake just a little bit. She sucked on each labia, swirled her tongue deep, then when back after the clitoris with a vengeance. Kira was moaning like a banshee . . . or at least what Kira imagined a banshee would sound like. She'd never met one. Shamira got a naughty idea. She grabbed Kira's climaxing body, lifted it up, and placed it securely on her husband's dick.

I just wanted to move on like it didn't happen, and then make sure it doesn't repeat itself. Last night I was drunk on some sexual herbs, but I won't drink again. Kira raised her hand in mock surrender, "Anything you say, princess," then she leaned in, "How was it like?" she whispered. "I said I don't want to talk about it," I repeated. "Okay," she cleared her throat, "I uhm, will be on my way soon." "Orion knows about the clip," I blurted out. "You mean the sex tape you had with Keto?" she asked as she sat down on the couch.

She threw her head to the back, and begin to ride him. Kira closed her eyes, as the pleasure was beginning to fill her up. She kept bouncing on him, while Shedrack held her waist to support her. The sound of moan, and thrust filled the room. The both of them were lost in pleasure. "Yes…. Ahhhh….Yes, please… Harder, Just like that." Kira mumbled, riding faster. They were at the edge of ejaculating, Kira threw her head back, and increase her speed with the help of Shedrack. Soon, they both ejaculate inside each other.