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Fuck, Zara… I hold onto her waist tightly as she rocks on me, letting out breathy moans in her attempt to be quiet. This is crazy; my family could walk in at anytime but I don’t give a shit right now. All that matters to me is the pleasure of this woman. I raise my hips slightly to give her a better angle and takes full advantage of it, throwing her head back and grinding harder. “ Fuck , yes Sugar. Come for me” And she does , quaking and shivering as her release takes over her body. I guess this whole trip was well worth it.

Fuck. He should have shut down his laptop but he was already pulled into the world of pleasure she had on full display for any one who cared to watch. He navigated to one more video and instantly regretted it. It was a video of a gang bang and watching the male actors take turns with her, stretching her out and bending her in every position conceivable by the human mind filled him with a silent rage. What made it worse was the fact that she obviously enjoyed every bit of it, bobbing her head up and down the shaft of one’s cock, having another stretch out and pound her pussy, another pull her nipples and another stand watching all the action while jerking off and releasing his cum all over he

I cry, He locks my waist in place, pining me to the spot, and he increased his tempo, fucking me even harder, he slammed against my walls, pushing hard unto my spot, he pushed harder, pressed harder, my cries and moans mixed with his grunt, anybody could tell we were having sex in the car parked outside. The three of us cried in perfect harmony as we neared the edge. My walls clamped around Aryan’s cock as we all came, draining him to the last drop. We all collapse, me against the steering wheel, Aryan against my body. “I have an idea, let us never stop doing this.” i pant, "There is plenty more where this came from" Aryan whispers, setting my body on fire for him again.

My hand automatically found the button of his pants as he dipped down to capture my lips again. He pushed the rest of his pants along with his boxers down his body, and I could feel his erect hard and thick on my thigh. I was eager to have him, and my body was screaming in the fire Tristan had caused on us. He rubbed himself against my entrance, driving me to another peak as he soaked up all my dripping moisture, groaning in approval as he felt what he caused. I gripped his hard shoulder as he took me, bringing me into a world I knew I could never escape from.

He smirked, flipping his inexistent hair behind. "Dude, you are the horniest guy I've ever met, except Giovanni." She said, shuddered at the memory of him checking out the girls models in their lingerie when they were going to the ice cream shop. "She's damn hot! Wooh." He said, staring at the pic. "Gio, you getting a boner in front of the strangers." Max stated casually, with his hands in his pockets. "Fuck, I'm in deep shit!" He muttered and ran toward the convenience store to fix his 'thing'

to the door. Then I carefully sat across from him. I noticed him looking me up and down. I squeezed my legs together, fearful that the evidence of my arousal might be coating my inner thighs if I wasn’t careful. At that moment I silently chastised myself. A wave of guilt washed over me. After all, I was here to purge myself of these feelings, not relish in them. The Father finished his phone call and seemed to look me over for a moment before he started. “You’re right on time. Sexual thoughts and masturbation are quite normal, Megan. However, what you described to me seems perhaps an unhealthy interest in sex. Prurient in the most sinful of ways. This can lead to further fornication and pro

he begged. Max gave it to him. He fucked faster the bed creaking under them. Sweat dripped from his chest onto Alex's. Their bodies slapped together loud and wet. Max reached between them and jerked Alex's cock in time with his thrusts. Alex came first. His whole body tightened and he shot thick ropes of cum between them covering his own stomach and Max's hand. The sight and the way Alex clenched around him pushed Max over the edge. He thrust deep one last time and came hard inside the condom growling Alex's name.

“You’re drunk and crying, and you just walked into my suite to explain.” The words tumbled out before I could stop them. “My fiancé… he’s gay. He’s been fucking his best friend behind my back for years and used me as a beard. I caught them tonight.” My voice cracked. “I just wanted to forget. To feel wanted for once.” Something dark flickered in his eyes. He stopped inches away, towering over me that I could feel the heat rolling off his body. “Poor little thing,” he murmured, but there was no pity in his tone but only hunger. “All that fire and no one to tame it.”

“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

"I can’t—Daddy, please—I can’t take any more—" "You will." He hammers my G-spot mercilessly. Marco bites and sucks my nipples while Ares rubs my clit in fast, rough circles. The final massive orgasm rips through me. I squirt violently around Harvey’s cock, a huge gush that sprays across his chest as my body seizes and I wail.