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he asked, his voice a low, filthy rasp. "I mean having sex with my ex-boyfriend's father." "Good," he growled, his hand sliding under the lace. He didn't ask; he just shifted my underwear to the side until my pussy was completely bare, glistening, and pulsing in the cool office air. “There’s a first time for everything.”

“Fuck— I love your cock. Don’t stop— please—” I spanked her again, three sharp smacks in quick succession, each one making her cunt clench tighter around me. Her moans turned into desperate, filthy cries. Her ass was glowing red now, marked by my handprints. I gripped the reddened flesh and fucked her harder, hips snapping forward with brutal force. The desk creaked dangerously. Her tits bounced against the wood. Wet sounds filled the room — the loud slap of my balls against her clit, the obscene squelch of her dripping pussy, her broken moans, and the relentless rain hammering the windows.

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

That damn spring in the mattress dug right into my left knee, sharp and annoying. I tried to shift but couldn’t. Smack. I hand I knew was Mike’s landed hard on my ass. I yelped and jerked forward. Another smack right after, then another. It stung so bad tears prickled under the blindfold. “Fuck… she’s dripping like a whore already,” Mike said, almost to himself. Two thick fingers pushed into me. Wet squelch squelch squelch sounds filled the room, embarrassing as hell. He curled his fingers right against my G spot and my thigh twitched hard.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

I hollered, legs arched up on knees. Jax growled dirty: "That's right, Mia's best friend taking brother's cock raw. Anytime I want—sleeping, waking, your pussy's mine to fill, stretch, breed like a whore. Beg for it, let me use you whenever." "Aaaaaaa..... hhhhh!" I screamed, climax crashing again, pussy gushing around his cock as he spanked my ass red. He flipped me opposite now onto my back, legs over shoulders for deep missionary twist, cock spearing in painful stretch. "Opposite pound, baby... feel me ruin this anytime hole," he rasped, dirty words spilling.

I wiped the last of the cum off my cock as I clicked on the box to open our private chat room. I couldn’t type fast enough to tell him how much his stories had turned me on. After I told him I had stroked myself to three climaxes in an hour and a half—more than I had ever been able to do before—he asked me if I would like to experiment with some online sex and masturbate together. I asked him if he was sure that no one else could read what we were doing, and he assured me that in the private chat room no one would mind—it happened all the time.

Chapter 5 While I was concentrating on fucking him, he was half-way watching the movie. “You like watching, don’t you?” He said, “I do. Men like to watch and women like to be watched.” “Do you wanna watch me?” “What would you do?” “Whatever you want me to do? What makes you hot?” I knew what type of stories he liked but it was very erotic to hear him say things he imagined me doing. “Maybe I’d like to watch you suck someone’s cock. Would you do that?”

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.

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.