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(Chapter contains mature content. No one under 18 is allowed.) Mila’s POV The dirty words acted like gasoline. I was burning up. My p**sy clenched around him, milking him, trying to drag him deeper. “I am gonna c*m!” I sobbed. “Please, I am close!” He didn't slow down. He sped up. He let go of my throat and reached down between our sweating bodies, his thumb finding my swollen clit. He mashed it ruthlessly while he pounded into me.

I start to flick it over slowly and upping the momentum by a faction every so often. I stop only for a second to remove the last piece of clothing she has left on and now she’s completely naked, I look down at her, “You’re so fucking beautiful, Millie.” I then lower myself back down to the same previous position and get back to it. I swirl my tongue over and over her now swollen clit, she’s so close but I don’t want her to come yet, so I slow it down a bit. She grabs my hair by the root and pulls at it and it’s driving me crazy at how much I want this girl right now. I start picking up my speed a little, I take my middle finger while my tongue is still at work and gently push through the

VIP_69: "More squirt next time." AnonTipper: "$200 for anal close-up." Milo chuckled, breath ragged. "They loved the hack. Paid triple for the glitch audio." His strokes quickened, foreskin sliding slick over the head. On screen, Layla's reflection shattered—orgasm cresting. The robot pulls out. She screams. Frustrated. Desperate. Milo groaned low, imagining her begging him. "God, that sob... I'd edge her for hours."

She was thankful that everyone else chose bedrooms on the opposite wing of the house. Milly moaned like she was in heat, calling Ray's name as Ray wrapped one hand around her throbbing boob and thrust in harder and deeper. The short jabs were aimed at her prostate when Ray felt her tension. Ray bit down at her jugular, leaving a mark as she exploded, screaming out Ray's name. Ray followed her into orgasm seconds later, pulling out of her in the process. There were dark spots in Milly's eyes as she came down, trembling, her throat rough for screaming. She would have fallen if Ray hadn't held her. They stayed that way for a moment to catch their breath.

"Why?" Millie asked. "No reason. It's an order." Then, Millie was shut inside the bathroom, feeling bewildered. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she quietly cracked the door open. She could vaguely hear strange noises coming from the bedroom. "Mmm..." "Ah—" The heavy breathing of a man and the soft moans of a woman. It sounded like... porn! Millie's face turned bright red at the realization. In her panic to close the door, she slipped and tumbled out of the bathroom.

Then I wet my pinky with her sweet juices before inserting it slowly into her butt, moving my finger inside of her pussy and butt simultaneously. “O, Goddess. I feel so full. O, Argo. You’re going to make me cum,” Mila screamed out, before my movement slowed down again. “Fucker, you better not be teasing me, because once I get out of these ropes, I will make your life hell,” Mila growled. Fuck, she was so sexy when she cursed at me.

"No! Of course not, you crazy girl. Only when I'm alone. Respect me!" "You better. Respect me too, when I'm here, please put those little fingers to rest." The two laughed a lot. Milla's friendship was so good, so open to all subjects. "You should know that I also use a vibrator. Often while Gringo and I are having sex."

Millie lets out a harsh, frustrated groan, running her hands through her hair, her fingers knotting there before she drops them. She turns away, takes a step, and then pivots back to me, closing the space between us until we’re barely inches apart. Her eyes lock onto mine, intense and blazing. “Fuck, Grace.” Her voice is low, almost a growl. “You are so damn clueless.” Her teeth are gritted, her breath heavy, and I can feel the heat rolling off her, the tension crackling like a live wire between us. “So clueless,” she mutters again, her gaze flicking to my mouth for a split second before she looks away, like she’s holding herself back.

Grace wakes up, she finds one of the horny teenager pump in and out of her loose vagina. "Hey! Stop that! Don't you know—" stopping her from protesting, the teenager presses her panty into her face and pushes her back down. Pinning her hands to the bed, he licks her neck to which she couldn't stop moaning. "You're so delicious, Ms. Grace. We love your body. We can't stop ourselves." As soon as he says that, Grace sees three of them stir themselves awake. In the next few minutes, they were lazily recreating the night, using her body and different holes for pleasure. None of them were non-consensual.