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Then he suddenly pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and threw my legs over his shoulders, folding me in half completely — breeding press position. He slammed back inside me, going so deep I could legit feel him in my stomach. “Fuck— Alessandro!” I cried out, my eyes rolling back. He fucked me like he wanted to breed me, deep, powerful strokes that made the bed slam against the wall. His heavy balls slapped against my ass as he stared straight into my eyes. “I’m going to keep this pussy filled with my cum every single night,” he growled, pounding me mercilessly. “You’re going to be addicted to my cock. Addicted to being bred like a good little wife. You want that?”

Lena grabbed my throat with one hand and my tit with the other, pinching my nipple hard as she pounded me. “This pussy belongs to me now,” she snarled, thrusting even harder. “Every time you see me at family dinners, you’re going to remember how I ruined this tight little cunt.” I was losing my mind. The dirty talk, the bondage, the forbidden thrill of fucking Maya’s sister — it was all too much. Lena suddenly pulled out, leaving me empty and whining. She climbed onto the bench, straddling my face. “Eat my pussy first,” she demanded, lowering her soaked cunt onto my mouth.

He finger-fucked her while she was still restrained, his other hand playing with her nipples, pinching and twisting them. "You may come," he said finally, and Alex did....screaming as the orgasm tore through her after the intensity of the paddling. Dominic didn't stop. He kept fingering her, kept stimulating her, forcing a second orgasm, then a third, until Alex was begging him to stop. "You don't decide when I stop," Dominic reminded her. "That's not your job anymore. Your job is to take whatever I give you." He forced two more orgasms before finally releasing her from the cross.

But in the back of my mind I wondered where the hell he'd learn to speak like that in just a few days in this retreat. Desmond picked up the pace. His hips slapping against mine and the sound was wet and totally obscene. "You like getting fucked in front of your husband, don't you?" Desmond whispered. " You like knowing he's watching… knowing he can't have you right now? "Yes," I gasped. "Gosh, yes." Connor leaned forward. "That's it, baby. Take it. Take every fucking inch." I felt the pleasure building. Coiling low in my belly as my breasts bounced with each thrust.

Her juices squirted out with every deep thrust from Dominic, soaking Cedric’s face below her. “Look at your wife, Dom,” Cedric laughed between licks. “She’s fucking drenched. Such a horny pregnant little whore.” Dominic only grunted, picking up speed as he fucked her harder, his hand slapping her ass hard enough to leave bright red marks. Renata no longer knew where she was. Her mind had gone blank. All that existed was unbearable pleasure, her body being used like a fuckdoll, and an orgasm that had been building for what felt like forever, threatening to destroy her.

He’s a weird mix of flesh and muscle now he’s naked, and his chest hair is as grey as his beard. “I want you in just your stockings for the anal,” he says. “Yes, Sir.” I shimmy out of my skirt, still kneeling, my eyes fixed on his. “I want you on the bed, doggy style, your face flat to the mattress. Legs spread wide, ass on offer.” “Yes, Sir. Of course.” .

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

on his lips, sweet and intoxicating. She deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth, tasting him, teasing him. She reached down, her fingers finding the cock ring, and slowly, deliberately, she loosened it. The sub gasped, his body convulsing as the blood rushed back to his cock, his orgasm building, his body coiling tight. "Cum for me, my pet," Domica commanded, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "Cum for me now." And he did, his body convulsing as he spilled his seed, his cries of pleasure echoing in the room. Domica watched, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, her body sated and content. She reached down, her fingers tracing the line of his spine, feeling his body tremble beneath

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.