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I rubbed slow circles over my clit, imagining it was Zane’s thick cock driving into me instead, or Xavier’s hand gripping my throat while he slammed home from behind. "F..fuck Zane....go harder!!" I moaned out loud, legs spreading wider on the bed as I pumped my fingers faster, my thumb was grinding over my clit. On the laptop Christian was still pounding Anastasia into the mattress, her cries matching the wet squelch of my own fingers

The wet, filthy slapping of his heavy balls against my pussy filled the kitchen. Lila leaned in and kissed me hard, her tongue sliding against mine while her fingers circled my clit faster. She tasted like cherries and sin. When she pulled back, her voice was husky. “Such a greedy little cunt. Look at you taking that fat cock.” She dropped to her knees beside us, right next to where Alex was destroying my pussy. I felt her warm breath on my stretched folds as she licked where we were joined — tongue flicking over my clit and the base of his shaft. Alex groaned loud, his rhythm faltering for a second.

Derry whispered as he inched closer to her. Lyla's breathing became rapid, and her heart started beating faster. There was a battle in her mind to allow herself to feel the way she felt the last time or move away from him quickly. As her mind was in total confusion, Derry brushed his lips on hers and her body tingled. She tried to speak but Derry ran a finger down her chest and pinched the tip of her twin peaches through her dress causing her breathing to become more rapid and her mind in chaos. She was now torn between pleasure and sanity as her desire for him was drawn to the surface. She pressed her thighs together as he ran his hands down the curve of her body sending chills down her spi

I told him to meet me in our room in twenty minutes, and I got something cooking up for him. I got in our room quickly grabs a shower and look for the sexiest lingerie I find a red one that my aunt give me a while back that I never would wear but now look at me, sitting at the edge of the bed with my legs crossed in front of me and my hair all loose over my shoulder. I was putting some lipstick on when I heard the lock on the door turn and Ray push open the door.

Her hips rocked shamelessly against his hand, chasing the building pressure. “You’re gonna cum on my fingers first,” he ordered. “Then I’m going to bend you over and wreck you.” Lia shattered. Her first orgasm with someone else ripped through her like lightning. She clamped down on his fingers, gushing around them as she moaned his name loud enough that anyone passing by might hear. Ethan didn’t give her time to recover. He spun her around, pressing her front against the cold tiled wall. He yanked her skirt up to her waist and ripped her panties down her legs. They caught on one ankle as he kicked her feet apart.

My treacherous body yearned for more of this sweet torture. "I can see it in your eyes that you want this too." He continued, a slight smile caressing his already handsome features. "You just have to say the word Lyla. I'll bend you everywhere and anywhere... Make you cum on my fingers and face. Make you wish you surrendered your entire being to me..." "Huh..." I was too stunned to speak, and my exclamation came out more like a moan.

He kissed like a man starved, possessive and hungry, his hand sliding down to grip my ass possessively, squeezing the bare cheek exposed by my bikini bottoms. I whimpered, arching into him, my nipples pebbled hard against his chest. This was what I’d been craving. Not quick fixes. Not Ethan. Him. The sound of the patio door opening barely registered. Then Lila’s shocked gasp cut through everything. She stood there in the doorway, eyes wide with disbelief, one hand still on the handle. The color drained from her face as she took in the sight of me wrapped around Gray, his hand on my ass, our mouths still inches apart, bodies glistening together.

Chapter 156 Lila’s POV My body would not stop shaking. I lay sprawled on the floor in a puddle of glowing demonic cum, belly slightly rounded, thighs slick and trembling. Every breath I took tasted like smoke and sex. My pussy throbbed painfully, still leaking thick rivers of Azrael’s seed that refused to stay inside me. The corruption had sunk deeper now. I could feel it pulsing in my veins, making my skin hypersensitive, turning every drop of his cum into liquid fire that made me crave more.

Lila stays seated. She waits until the door clicks shut behind the last kid. Then she stands, walks straight to my desk, and hops up on it like she owns the room. Her skirt bunches around her hips. She spreads her thighs wide, planting one heel on the edge of the desk so her pussy is completely open to me. “Look what you did to me, Miss Harper,” she whispers. Two fingers part her slick lips, showing me how pink and wet she is. “All class, I’ve been dripping just thinking about your mouth on me.”

Kinks: possession, doll fetish, rough sex Lila lay in her bed, the soft glow of her nightlight casting shadows across the room filled with her collection of dolls. At eighteen, she still clung to these childish comforts, especially on nights when her mind wandered to the forbidden stories she read in secret—tales of dark magic and hidden desires that made her cheeks flush. Her bedroom was a sanctuary of pastel walls and stuffed animals, but tonight, an unease prickled her skin. She shifted under the thin sheet, her soft pale body clad only in a loose tank top and panties, the summer heat making sleep elusive. Her wide eyes stared at the ceiling, curious thoughts swirling about the porcelain