The Lust Journal
he growled, thumb grinding my clit, “or I fist this cunt till you pass out.”
The chat exploded:
$5K – FIST HER
$10K – MAKE HER SQUIRT ON THE RELIC
Mara straddled my face, pussy dripping, and silver rings cold against my lips.
“Lick,” she hissed, grinding down.
I did—tongue fucking her, tasting salt and sin, and her moans shaking through my skull.
Luca added a fourth finger, stretching me wide, and knuckles dragging.
I came hard, pussy clenching, and squirting over his wrist, soaking the velvet, the stone, and the fucking relic beneath the chaise.
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