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His fingers gathered her wetness, making the obscene sound grow louder. Emma’s flushed face contorted in ecstasy and she turned her head toward the officer. “You… you've got thick fingers…” Reyes’ sneered and added a third finger, stretching her wider, fucking her soaked hole with deep, punishing strokes while his thumb never stopped tormenting her swollen clit. Emma’s breath came in broken sobs of pleasure, her thighs quivering violently as the intense pressure built fast and merciless inside her. “Please…” she whimpered, completely at his mercy. “Ohhh, fuuck…”

Well, I can't fuck myself, someone has to do the fucking" I replied. He chuckled. I returned to his cock, sucking like a slut in heat. I made sexual sounds to excite him; years of watching p**n and reading erotic stories had taught me that men love hearing erotic moans from women, even if they are just for effect, not because my pussy is actually getting stimulated. The New York best selling romantic novels were my best companions during my college days.

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she moaned and fluttered her eyes shut. Her husband smiled and kissed her on the neck as he moved in and out of her. Larissa dug her nails into his buttocks as she tried to pull him closer, wanting, no, needing every part of him he could give. Aleric filled her to the brim with his cock, felt her shiver underneath him and pulled out. Each stroke was met with her longing and eagerness, her wet womanhood gripping tight to him. He shivered himself when her sex tightened around his cock, as if unwilling to let him go. When he slid out, Larissa moaned and groaned in ecstasy.

I think the little boss lady wants me to do more than just caresses. Since she continues to not react, I must do more to satisfy what I need to do. I straighten up and lift her to place her on her desk, she gives a startled gasp. I prefer not to look at her eyes, I’d be far too afraid to continue. I raise her skirt and spread her thighs, still without looking, and she says nothing, so that’s what she wants! I tear her string off, and I caress the entrance of her string well. She’s quite wet. I take her head and devour her lips. She responds to my kiss. She caresses my shoulders, she lifts my shirt, her hands trace my hard torso. I insert two fingers into her clitoris, she spreads her thighs

In the distorted reflection of the steel counter, I saw my own face, eyes wide with overwhelmed ecstasy. He began to move, shallow strokes at first, each one sending jolts of intense sensation through me. His fingers on my clit were merciless, knowing exactly how to blend the sharp pleasure-pain of his possession into pure, undiluted rapture. The setting was absurd-a concession stand, the ghosts of popcorn and candy floss around us-and that made it even more devastatingly erotic. "That's it," he grunted, his pace increasing, his hips driving into me with more force. My body slid slightly on the smooth metal with each thrust. "Take it. You're my concession tonight. My prize."

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“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

He dipped a single, rough-calloused finger inside me, hooking it upward with a predatory precision, finding the exact spot that made my brain go white with needs Derek never even bothered to learn. “Fuck, you’re absolutely pouring for us,” Arden groaned, his voice thick with a dark, triumphant lust, making me realize he was the one messing me up with just his fingers. I felt him slide a second finger in, stretching me open until I felt the burn. “I can feel your pulse thrumming against my knuckles. Tell me, Gabriella... does Derek even know how to make you this wet? Or does he just fumble around while you pretend to enjoy it? He’d lose his mind if he could see his brothers' fingers buried in

I just whimpered, sobbed and begged with broken sounds. He leaned down, chest to my back, weight pinning me into the bed, mouth at my ear. “You love this, don’t you?” He murmured softly. “Love being fucked like my dirty little girl.” “Yes… God… yes…” His free hand snaked around. Found my clit. Pinched it. Rolled it. Rubbed fast and rough. I shattered again. Harder than before. My pussy clamped down like a vice, pulsing and milking him. My whole body shook. Tears soaked the pillow. I screamed his name until my throat burned.