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he growled against her mouth. “All this time playing innocent and your cunt is begging to be ruined.” He shoved her panties aside and plunged two thick fingers inside her without warning. Lia cried out, legs buckling. The stretch burned, but the pleasure was immediate and overwhelming. He curled his fingers, stroking that sensitive spot inside her while his thumb found her swollen clit. “Oh god—Ethan—” “That’s right. Say my name while I finger-fuck this virgin pussy.” He pumped harder, adding a third finger, stretching her. Lia’s books clattered to the floor. Her hips rocked shamelessly against his hand, chasing the building pressure.

" Deb asked. Sam sipped her coffee, put the cup down, "Reddit, and Motherlove.com." "Really?" I said, "I knew there were a lot of Reddits, but not that." Sam smiled, "Reddit has a lot of subs dealing with Incest." "Just talking about it?" Deb asked. "Well, some discussion ones. But also lots of stories of incestual encounters." "What's the other one?" I asked. "That's a p**n site that has a lot less filters. A lot of videos that purport to be incest."

“Push another finger in. Good. Now rub your clit while you fuck yourself on them. Faster. I want to hear how wet you are.” I obeyed every order, filming more videos and sending to him… By the end I was shaking like a leaf from all the pleasures, my sheets were soaked under me, a video of his thick cock still open on my screen as I came a second time with his voice ringing in my ears. Next day: I walked into the kitchen the following afternoon for water and stopped dead in my track. Ethan’s phone sat unlocked on the counter.. SecretHeat was open. The username at the top of the active chat was unmistakable.

I’d let myself into the house, have a couple beers and sit myself down on the couch in my office, flicking on some p**n. And after a couple minutes, the vids do their work. Oh yeah, I’ll find a brunette who looks just like Angie, curvy, ripe, nubile, with a big, hot butt and jiggling tits. And stroking myself, I’ll erupt, the white trailing all over the couch, making a mess on the rug while gasping her name.

She followed the sound to an open bedroom door and stopped dead in her tracks. Mr. Lorenzo was sitting on the edge of his bed, completely naked. His muscular body was tense with pleasure. One strong hand was wrapped around his thick, hard cock, stroking it slowly. His eyes were glued to his phone. On the screen, Elena recognized one of the videos she had posted on I*******m last month—her in a tight top, dancing playfully at a friend’s party, her breasts bouncing with every move. He was jerking off to her.

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Her tail gives my still-throbbing clit one last teasing flick, making me jolt. “Now tell me what you want,” she goes on, teasing my overstimulated clit. “Do you want me to fuck you properly in the bathroom next, or do you want me to bend you over this desk and fill this dripping cunt while the next class starts filing in?” “That’s too risky!” My eyes widen, my voice hoarse, and I see the glint in Lira’s eyes, an indication that she’d suggested the second option mainly because of the risk. “I know.” She admits. “That’s where the fun is.” She adds with a mischievous smile, but I shake my head. I’m not going to be the freak that’s getting fucked by an invisible entity while everyone else watche

The screens showed live feeds of other rooms, and other people. A couple in one room was fucking on a table, the woman bent over while two men took turns. In another, a woman was tied spread-eagle, a man teasing her with a vibrator while she begged. Clara’s breath caught. Heat flooded between her legs. She was instantly wet. Julian sat on the couch and pulled her onto his lap, her back to his chest. His hand slid under her skirt, fingers pushing her soaked panties aside. “Watch them,” he said against her ear.

There it was. “Private sessions. Book via website.” Her thumb hovered for a beat, then she tapped. The screen shifted, and a clean, black-and-white site loaded. “Therapeutic. Sensual. Relaxation through touch.” On his website, she could see scented oils, soft towels, other equipment, and some massage videos. She scrolled to the bottom, and his location appeared in a clean, neat text. Her stomach fluttered when she saw this office location. She knew the place. It was an hour's drive. She hadn’t expected that. Maybe part of her had assumed he was in another country that was out of reach. But he was real close.

After he was done, he sat down beside her, in front of the webcam, and began to rub her cunt in a circular motion slowly while touching himself. The girl squirmed as he tapped on her entrance, her legs began to close but he widened it. Her head leaned back in pleasure as he rubbed her wet entrance. She moaned loudly as he flicked her clit. “Look at me,” he commanded. “Open your eyes and look at me, little slut.” he groaned. The girl’s eyes opened slowly as she moaned uncontrollably. “Good girl,” he praised. “I want you to give our audience a good show. Show them what your pussy can do.”