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“You can touch later if you win the next round.” He won the following round easily. Kyomi lost again on purpose, standing up and shimmying out of her cotton shorts. She wore no panties underneath. Her pussy was smooth, glistening with arousal, the soft pink folds already swollen and slick. She turned slowly, showing him her round ass and the seductive curve of her waist. “Deliberately failing?” he asked, voice low and controlled. “Maybe,” she teased, kneeling in front of him again, completely topless and bottomless now except for her thigh-high socks. “I want you to see everything.”

So, what are the plans you have for the woman you call Lessia? "I was going to make the announcement later," I said to them. "But since you've asked. I will tell you. I intend to make her my Luna." This time their faces were filled with shock at my words. Another round of their muttering began. "Are you really sure about this Kian? " One the elders said in a manner of concern. "Isn't she supposed to be just a sex slave? Did you not find her in the wood one day? Were it not from Maddox you had taken her from? Of course I understand how maddening the rush of multiple orgasms is to you young people, but a whore is not to be loved or wifed in anyway. A whore is to be used and thrown away."

Her body trembled as she moved her hips desperately. He couldn’t help but smirk at her behaviour. “You want it that bad, don’t you?” He asked as he cupped her breast. Leslie nodded as her body quivered. She was always one to be weak to pleasure. Gabriel couldn’t help but want to tease her. He moved away from her and sat back on the chair, his legs spread a little. “You know what to do, don’t you?” He said, his eyes never leaving her. Leslie swallowed hard and went over to him. She got on her knees in between his legs as she gazed at his hard member poking through the fabric of his robe. She revealed his member and circled his hand length in her hand.

Liam asked, increasing his assault on her dripping core, making her bite back a moan. “Don't hold back love, you can shout all you want, let me know how I make you feel,” Liam said, his mouth on her hot exposed neck delivering deep kisses which would probably leave behind love bites. Kyla opened her eyes wide, looking at him in a queer way. She didn't know how she would be able to hold back her moans at the intense pleasure. Her only concern being the children, who would come running if they woke up to their mother screaming. The callous movements of his fingers on her juicy core made her feel tension settle at the pit of her stomach, begging to be let out.

I groaned as I hunched over, biting back my lip to contain all the pleasurable sounds I wanted to make. “This isn't a fucking interview, Iris.” Les said, and I had to grab a nearby table to brace myself for the oncoming mind shattering orgasm that I am sure will wreck me apart. “I won, Iris. So you are mine and when I say get on your knees,” He leaned forward in his chair, his face a mask of anger. “you better get on your fucking knees!” My breathing picks up and my muscles lock tight as I reach the crest of an orgasm but suddenly the vibration stops and my body calms pushing my orgasm away.

Kylie moaned as another orgasm was building inside her. "Master I want to taste you," Kylie mumbled as soon as she hit her third orgasm. She was enjoying this Dom and Sub relationship between them. And the urge to please her Master was way more tempting than an orgasm. Sebastian was also close to his release, he lifted her from his lap and watched her as she kneeled in between his legs. Her dress was half hanging near her knees. She bent her slender body without breaking eye contact with him, then she licked his tip with her hot tongue. Watching her licking her own juices from his dick was something he never imagined could make his breathing hitch.

All I need is to be inside her. "I'm ready for everything," she whispers coyly, which is perfect. "You sure?" I ask, lifting my hand to her left breast trying to convince myself that I like it… I just avoid the nipple, of course, though I know I'll have to touch it at some point. Lesley bites her lip and thinks about it for a few seconds, then nods. I smile and get up to remove the rest of my clothes. Before I lie back down I take off Les's tiny white shorts and panties, then I spread her legs and bend down to...

Yet she couldn't look away. Adam pushed Leslie's top up, revealing her boobs, and buried his face in them, sucking and licking. Karina glanced down at her chest. She was way bigger than Leslie's, and yet Jim never played with her tits. Scratch that; Jim never played with her at all. They only had sex on Wednesdays and sometimes on Saturdays if Jim was feeling especially horny. There was no heart racing, wild and pulsing sex like what she was seeing through her window.

' she couldn't stop commenting in her mind while her eyes were still fixed on the lower part of his body. Lesley had never been curious about such things until now. This was the first time she tried to assess the size of someone's cock, its length, and even how good it might feel inside her. She wondered just how thirsty she was for Kieran for her to ponder on such lewd thoughts. Since when was she curious about the thing between his legs? Where did the innocent Lesley go? She must be really drunk. "What are you thinking?" Kieran suddenly whispered in her ear, surprising her.

One sits on Reid's laps while the other sit next to Trent. The ebony skinned girl on Reid's laps look up as her eyes meet mine. She tensed secretly and smirks. Leslie , Ariel's sister. I remembered her very well and I fuckin despise her attitude. She smiles and grind on Reid's laps. Dumb bitch. Her friend try to hit on me but my glares made her compose herself. She turn her back on us and straddle Reid. Reid grab her ass as he takes off her crop top leaving her topless and she's not even wearing a bra. Dumbass bitch.