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Usually in one, or twos, they rang a bell, and there was a pause, before the door was opened to admit them. Raven had a strong feeling he was about to enter an exclusive club, the sort of club that needed a password to get into, that set up in unusual places, hidden behind secret entrances… There were a few types of such clubs that came to mind, but he was betting on a sex club from the name Vixen. Sex worker, perhaps, he thought. Did Gregory have a regular date who was ready spill the beans on his business?

She tastes like trust and salt and everything I’ve ever been too fucked up to deserve. I grip the back of her thighs and lift her straight off the bed, her robe slipping open, those soft bare legs wrapping tight around my waist. Her fingers fist in my hair, nails scraping, pulling. “You gonna fuck me like you mean it?” I growl, deep and dangerous. “Sweetheart, I’m gonna fuck you like it’s the last thing I do.” I slam her back against the wall. She gasps, arching into me, her robe falling completely now, pooling at her elbows, baring those perfect tits and underneath?

Anaaya quickly nodded her head. “Let me clear you the real meaning of enjoyment. For five minutes, don't try to come out of this room, Anaaya. And I swear don't test the limit of my patience or else I will really break your legs.” She shuddered, sensing his changing aura. With a red face, he walked out, taking long strides. Anaaya was desperately waiting for him. She wants to make him jealous the same way she was jealous. That's why she mentioned enjoying the party.

I replied, gazing at him seductively, feeling a powerful mix of vulnerability and boldness. Our eyes met, a sensual exchange that fueled our desire and longing for each other. His dark, intense gaze seemed to pierce through me, promising unspoken pleasures. “I want you to tie me up this time,” I said, trying to keep my tone steady despite the quiver of excitement that ran through me. ***** It was no joke how hard Marius was trying to hold back at that moment. He knew Sam was seducing him, and he knew she had the courage to do this now because of the alcohol. Her eyes, usually so clear, were now glazed with desire and liquid courage.

Ruth babbled almost incoherently as the climax swept over her. "That was so fucking good! Damn! I want it! Give me that cock! I've gotta have that fucker in me now. Oh shit!" Ruth raved as she scrambled on top of Robert. The role as Robert's "Mommy" was forgotten as the sex-crazed woman squatted to position her pussy over the upright pole of the prone young man and hurriedly crammed it into her overheated box. "Yes! Oh yes!" she gasped. "Mommy, Mommy! What are your doing?" Robert cried, his juvenilized mind alarmed by Mommy's erratic behavior.

Breed me. I slammed in one last time, came hard, pulsing deep, groaning his name. I stayed buried a moment, breathing ragged, then eased out slowly. We collapsed together, tangled and sweaty, condoms disposed of carefully, bodies heavy with satisfaction. Felix licked his lips, smiling lazy. Round two? Robin laughed softly. Give us five minutes. I looked at Robin, then at Felix, the room warm and quiet around us. The night was far from over.

“Of course you can, honey,” Ruth answered warmly. “We’ll all have plenty of time to work our hungry cunts on him today. No need to rush.” Jane let out a deep, satisfied sigh as she finally lifted herself off Tate’s glistening cock and switched places with her sister. “That good, huh?” her blonde-haired sister Morgan asked, already throwing one leg across the boy’s hips. “Fucking amazing,” Jane replied breathlessly, still trembling from her intense orgasm. “Best dick I’ve had in years.”

Who knew when I would feel it again. “Look at that pretty-ass face. You want to come, don’t you, Rene?” “Yes,” I breathed, my chest heaving. It had been ages since I masturbated, and I wasn’t sure how long I was going to last. “Should I let you come?” asked Remy as he spit into his hand and continued stroking. I was so turned on that I was dizzy. I threw my head back and moaned. “Yes. Remy, let me come. Please?”

“UHMM!!” The smell of sex hangs in the air while the room fills with the sounds of our passion. Our glistening naked bodies glimmer in the dim light and slide along each other, chasing and building to another release. He moves a little and curls me into a ball with my knees pressed against my chest while he stands over me and drives harder into my warmth. His shaft reaches deeper than before, sending another wave of pleasure pulsing through me. “TREVOR!!!” To my delight, his skillful moves brush my bundle of nerves deep within me and catapult me to the edge of my sanity and paradise. I dig my fingernails into his arms and savor the growing pleasure as my stomach coils and waits for my im

L commented as the car drove off. The outside of the house wasn't as neat as the inside. Overgrown weeds and trash were scattered carelessly across the lawn but compared to others, they tried. “Mr. Rivera’s fiancee isn't so bad, is she, Marcus?” Mr. L asked his bodyguard from the backseat. As expected, he didn't receive the reply he wanted. He only got a short ‘Yes, Sir.” “Do you think she discovered our little act? If she told Ryker...that’d be a problem...” Mr. L lamented with a sad sigh before smiling again.