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"Like this?" When Casandra's long hair is neatly tied. Cassandra's smooth neck looks very sexy. Eric Adam Apple started to move irregularly. Something strange happened to Eric. "What perfume are you wearing?" Eric closed his eyes. Eric's handsome face looks masculine when asleep. "Mmm just a cheap imitation perfume." Cassandra misbehaved. Eric opened his eyes. "Your body smells so good." Tbc

This is it. I was about have sex on my kitchen island with a man I met a few days ago. Nothing crazy about that of course. I tried not to think about it too much, so I mainly focused on my body and how much on fire it was. Tristan was a great kisser, that's for sure. The way he gripped the back of my neck with one hand and my waist with the other drove me crazy. The way he moved his lips in a rhythmic manner on mine pushed my feelings to a certain ecstatic high that was enough to drive me insane.

Judging from her face and appearance, this woman does not look like an entertainer, a classy woman, but very sexy. "Are you sure?" "Why not?" "I'll be rude if I'm so excited" Aiden said. Meanwhile the woman continued to caress him as if she couldn't wait to be eaten. "I will not refuse, Mr Supernova. Do what you want to do!" "All right, if that's what you want!" That's how the opening of the story which is said to be very popular, Aiden who reads it seriously can't believe that the author of the story provokes the reader by bringing up erotic scenes at the beginning of the story.

Words failed as he curled his fingers deep, stroking that sensitive spot that made my knees buckle. “I know you want this, baby girl.” He stripped the shorts completely off, leaving me naked from the waist down in the kitchen. His free hand came up, thumb pressing into my mouth. “Suck.” I did, moaning around his thumb as he worked my pussy with rough, possessive strokes. He lifted me onto the kitchen island, the marble cold against my ass. “You ever had sex before?” I nodded shyly, cheeks burning. “My ex.” “Did you like it?” Another nod. His eyes flashed with dark promise. “I’m gonna fuck you till you forget how he ever touched you.”

"Breathe, naughty girl. Let me in." I try to relax, focusing on his fingers on my clit. I inhale deeply, exhaling slowly, willing my body to soften under his touch. The circles he makes there are slow and teasing, building heat again. Each rotation winds me tighter, the warmth spreading like liquid fire through my veins.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content, detailed discussions of BDSM/kink (including anal play, rimming, impact play, pegging, group sex fantasies, submission, dominance), graphic masturbation fantasies, strong language, and taboo sexual themes. 18+ only. CHAPTER ONE "Hey, Nick, can we join you while you cool down?" I looked up to see a couple of ladies in their own athletic attire. My mind scrambled to match names to faces. I had been in the zone on the run.

"Breaking rules always has a price. Especially the rules in my club. You know that bad girls who break the rules have to be punished, don't you?" A hot blush rushed up my neck and burned my cheeks. I pressed my lips together, my breath catching in my throat. I remembered how his hands felt on my skin, how he had spanked me and made me choke on his thick cock in that dark room. Just thinking about it made a strange, wet heat pool between my thighs. My legs tightened together all on their own, trying to stop the sudden, tingling ache that flared up inside me. Elliot took a slow step closer. Then another step.

Reyna Zane’s fingers were buried knuckle-deep in my pussy and I was biting my lip so hard, trying not to moan like a whore while my fiancé’s best friend finger-fucked me. Damon is gonna lose his mind when he sees this,” Zane said, kissing the side of the box where my pussy was after making me squirt. Yeah. He was supposed to be the one sliding into me. Not… you. Nash laughed, low and rough, the sound of someone already half-drunk and happy about it.

Possessive. He reached for the ice bucket, picked up a single cube, and placed it on my nipple. The cold made me gasp. My back arched as he moved it in slow circles, watching my face. When he switched to the other nipple, I moaned louder. “Fuck me,” I whispered, already panting. “Please… I need you inside me. Fuck me hard.” Alexander gave a small, wicked smile. “Be careful what you ask for.” He pushed into me slowly. I was so wet that he slid in easily, but the stretch still made me cry out. He filled me completely. For a few seconds, he stayed still, letting me feel every inch of him.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.