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Forever. The water still rippled around us as Lust pulled away slowly, dripping and slick. Wrath appeared silently beside the tub, eyes burning like molten steel. Neither of them made a move to stop. Instead, they each grabbed their cocks, slick and hard, stroking themselves with cruel, deliberate slowness. I lay there between them, soaked and trembling, my cock leaking and twitching in Lust’s firm grip. “You want this,” Lust said darkly, eyes locked on mine, fingers tightening as he stroked. “You want us marking you. Owning you.”

CRAWLING THROUGH TEMPTATION We’re almost there.” His scratchy, low drawl carried through the craggy tunnel. A bead of water dripped along her nose and she shivered. The quiet buried deep down into her being was only interrupted by the minute shuffling through the small, dripping cave passage. Who’d have thought a first-year anniversary could be so romantic? There could have been sarcasm there—but there wasn’t. For two people who’d met on an online caving site this was perfection. Or their end destination would be, once Max got his gorgeous, well-toned ass out of her headlamp. Beneath the stink of sulpher and earthier, muddy things, Lela breathed in the thread of her lover’s spicy cologne. Sh

Chase growled, his hips delivering three final thrusts that had his balls violently slapping against my skin one last time. "Give it to me! Inside, Chase!" I screamed, my voice cracking. With a loud groan, Chase slammed his hips forward one last time and held himself deep inside me. I felt his massive cock swell up and pulse violently against my prostate as he erupted, shooting thick, scorching ropes of hot cum deep inside my stretched hole. The sensation of his heat filling me up pushed me over the edge. My internal walls locked down in a massive, tight spasm, and my own dick erupted without me even touching it, splattering thick ropes of cum all over the sofa cushions.

Disclaimer: Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. Triggering themes. Lesbian content. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat that comes with it. Rated 18+ --- Priya Walsh was dreaming again. She could feel it even inside the dream, that specific awareness that sits at the back of your mind telling you this isn't real while everything happening in front of you feels more real than anything you experienced while you were awake. Brooklyn's hands were in her hair.

“Go back to sleep, babe. I’ll get these lunatics out. You barely closed your eyes all night.” Olivia slid down into the pillows, her robe loosening. “Five more minutes,” she said drowsily. “Tell Liam I’ll call when I wake up.” That did it. I lunged again. “DID YOU LET HIM INSIDE YOU?” I shouted, but Avery was faster. She shoved me hard toward the door. “OUT!” she screamed, grabbing Cassie too. “Both of you, now! Olivia needs rest, not your jealous tantrum!” Cassie stumbled and screamed. “Let go!”

We were the perfect love story, and we could have remained so…if only I hadn’t…. “Liv, what do you want?” Mark asked, snapping me out of my thoughts again. My eyes darted over the menu, “Ummh, could you order for me. I need to use the restroom real quick.” I barely heard his response as I literally sprinted towards the restroom. Have you ever been horny? I don’t mean that little urge you feel when you’re next to a man you like. I’m talking about full blown crazy need for sex. You can feel your blood dancing, your heart racing, your cunt wet and so full that something as simple as your thong grazing against your clit is electrifying.

Chapter 2 Lena’s POV “What the hell do you mean by leverage?” I demanded, my voice cracking with fury as I glared up at Rafael. My heart hammered against my ribs and I could still feel the touch of his fingers on my cheek from earlier. My pussy was still slick from that stupid unwanted reaction, thighs sticky under my wrinkled skirt. I hated how my body kept betraying me around him, nipples tight and aching, a low throb pulsing between my legs every time he spoke.

His tongue flicked my clit and Damien’s balls in turn. “Jesus, Cas,” Damien growled, thrusting up harder. “Your mouth feels insane.” Cas looked up, eyes blazing. “Want more?” Damien nodded. “Lube’s in the drawer. Get her ready too.” My heart raced as Cas grabbed the bottle, slicking his fingers. He teased my ass while Damien fucked me steady. “Relax, Marilyn. We’ve got you.” One finger pressed in, then two, stretching me carefully. The fullness was overwhelming—in my pussy, in my ass, their hands and mouths everywhere. “It’s so much… feels good.”

The dimly lit loft pulsed with a low, sensual hum, velvet curtains drawn to shield the night outside, the air thick with perfume and anticipation. I stood near the bar, my silk dress clinging to my skin, the fabric teasing my curves as I surveyed the room, my adventurous spirit drawn to the whispered rumors of this exclusive gathering. I’d explored my desires before, but the promise of a lesbian orgy—a tangle of women lost in pleasure—ignited a wildfire in my core, my pussy tingling with eager curiosity as the first guests arrived.

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