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He held her up while Layla looked up at him. "Layla, wait.Where did you learn all this ?" Layla smiled. "I watch things online."She said non-chalantly. "At your age?" "Yeah,I started when I was fifteen." "You're not serious."He said "Of course, I'm serious." "How come you never had sex with Liam." "I was waiting for the right age." "You.---" "Shhhhh .." Layla shut him up again and went down on him. This time,she took his cock into her mouth, wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock and continued to take him into her mouth again and again.

The lock clicked. “Damn, Alex,” she said with a smirk. “That’s a lot bigger than I thought.” I was frozen, hand still wrapped around my dick. Layla walked over, eyes locked on it. “Were you jerking off thinking about somebody? You look guilty as hell.” Before I could answer she dropped to her knees right between my legs. No hesitation. She grabbed my cock, gave it a squeeze, then leaned in and spit on the head. Loud and nasty. Then she took me in her mouth in one sloppy go.

She shrugs, “Don't worry about it; you don't know half the shit Lea is saying to the poor bastard.” Layla stands and bends backward, stretching her back muscles; I smother a groan as I was the material of her shirt strain against her breasts; Layla giggles as she says, “Will you cut that shit out, please?” I wiggle my eyebrows at her, “Just enjoying the view.” She shakes her head, trying not to smile, “Well, don't, or I might have to poke your eyes out.” I laugh, looking at her breasts again; she slaps her forehead and giggles,

Layla kept going until Adeyemi whimpered, oversensitive, then rose up. “Turn over,” Layla said. Adeyemi did—on her knees, ass up, face pressed to the pillow. Layla knelt behind her, kissed the small of her back, then lower—tongue tracing the curve of her ass, teasing the sensitive skin. She spread Adeyemi’s cheeks gently, licked slow circles around her back entrance while fingers slid back into her pussy—three this time—pumping steady.

He touched my neck and slid his hands down my breasts. “You’ve gotten prettier, how do you manage to do it?” he said with a frisky tone. “What are you talking about, I don't know you,” I retorted, moving away from him. “You don't need to know me, it's not important anymore,” he replied, grabbing my arms with a firm grip and slamming me to the floor. His tongue grazed my breast as he crawled up to my face and softly bit my neck. “Orders were to kill you, but I figured out it's better to have you for myself once again, Lena,”

he replied stammering, his hands clenched. "I couldn't have seen wrong, sir. I have the video." Lidya began to show the explicit video of Gito and Tina that she had taken yesterday—she opened her phone and played the video quietly: clear images of Gito on top of Tina in the missionary position, then spooning, with faint moans of "Tina... You're so tight..." and Tina's groans,

We were innocent before that drive—curious, but not like this. I found Ethan in his room, laptop open, one of the videos paused on a scene of rough anal. My pussy fluttered with nervous excitement. “No distractions today,” he said, voice low. “House is empty for hours. Let’s try it… like in the video.” I nodded, heart racing. We stripped each other slowly, kissing deeply. His hands roamed my body, squeezing my ass. “We don’t have to if you’re scared,” he whispered, almost sweet. “But the video made it look so good… I want to feel all of you, Lily.”

"Of course, they won't. They're tight as fuck. I had two cocks in my butthole last night." "Wow," this came from me. I've never had anal sex before... probably don't know it would feel like having Knoxx's cock in my ass. "Why the surprise, Rena? The president hasn't fucked you in your fat ass before?" Layla hit her again, this time at the back of her head. "What? It's only a harmless question." I shook my head.

Maybe. 'Never mind, Teddy, let's go and get ready. There's always a few eager early birds and they'll be along sometime soon.’ *** Lala lay in the bath. She had brought her drink with her. She did not really wash, just lay there in the hot water. Hanging on the wall next to the shower head was a sponge shaped like an erect penis. Lala looked at it and lazily stroked her labia majora. Though she did masturbate on occasion, she always preferred the attention of a lover, much in the same way as she always preferred someone else to roll her spliffs and pour her drinks. If she had retained enough powers of self analysis through her descent into alcoholic oblivion, she may well have realised that

she said loud enough for everyone to hear. "Mom," I laugh. She winks at me and strolls out, Karen and I in tow. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I bring it out to check it. It's a flash call from my sneaky link, Layla. And she just sent some nudes! Pictures and videos of that luscious thick body. Damn, I'm going to deal with her tonight. In a good way. I lock my screen quickly for fear of being caught, then I stick my phone into the pocket of my pants, the movement making my lower body react deliciously as images of Layla's naked body fill my mind.