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“Yes. Exactly like that.” His erection pulsed, pressing painfully against his zipper. His eyes roamed over her shamelessly, devouring the sight of her spread open. He had asked for this under the pretense of art, but nothing about the look in his eyes was detached or professional. It was raw. Hungry. Lena shifted slightly, and the movement only made things worse. Damien’s gaze locked onto her core, and she felt goosebumps rise all over her skin. Her body betrayed her, wetness began to gather, subtle but visible, glistening faintly in the soft light.

He began to tap my clit with the head of his dick on every out-stroke, sending electric shocks of pleasure through my pussy. Father Matthias's cock swelled in my mouth as I relaxed my throat around him, allowing him deeper access. He let out a soft moan of approval while Father Damon continued his deliberate rhythm below me ㅡeach slow thrust accompanied by gentle taps against my sensitive clit that made stars dance behind my eyes. Suddenly Father Matthias pulled out of my mouth with a wet pop, leaving me dizzy and confused. "Leah, sweetheart, we want to try something.” Father Damon smirked as I raised my head, breathing heavy as he withdrew slowly from my pussy, leaving me empty and gaping.

I slipped into my room, locked the door, and yanked the curtains shut until the room was dim and secret. My hands shook as I pulled my favorite dildo from the nightstand—the thick, veiny eight-inch one I’d only ever used thinking about girls like her. I shoved my shorts and panties down in one motion, kicked them away, and fell back onto the bed, legs spread wide. I opened my laptop, clicked straight to my favorite lesbian video—the one with the girl getting a massage and a proper fucking after. The moans filled the room. I didn’t even bother with foreplay. I rubbed my swollen clit in fast, desperate circles, then slid two fingers deep into my dripping hole, pumping them while I watched the

The fabric was rough against her sensitive skin, and she bit her lip to stifle a moan. Camila’s other hand moved to her breast, squeezing gently as she imagined Gonzalez’s strong hands roaming over her body. She could almost feel the weight of his gaze, her fingers deftly unbuttoned her pants, and she slipped her hand inside, her touch light and teasing as she explored her own wetness. She leaned her head back against the wall, her eyes closing as she gave in to the sensations. Her fingers found her clit, circling and rubbing with a rhythm that matched the pounding of her heart.

Then exquisite lesbian sex after we oiled each others naked bodies. ‘I fantasied about you watching and masturbating as she licked my very erect nipples. Then she licked the insides of my thighs before she teased and edged my clit with the tip of her tongue. I must have cum six times before I did exactly the same to her as she kept repeating, 'fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt'. You know I love an exciting commentary as an extra turn on. And that was exciting, very exciting as she counted the orgasms I gave her with my tongue. I made a point of getting her off seven times, one more than me. ‘We made erotic lesbian love every which way each afternoon over the next three days.

Men, on the other hand, dove right in and quickly concentrated on the clit. Knowing that p**n was mostly staged, he watched primarily amateurs. Even the orgasms seemed more genuine. Rob only had four previous attempts and was convinced he was batting 500 at best. The amateur lesbians were much more playful too. They used a combination of fingers, lips, and tongue. Not once did he see a woman finger fuck her partner like a reciprocating saw. Rob had no doubt that when they returned he was going to be shown how women approached the situation. When the women returned, Red put Black and Kitten side by side with pillows propping both up to watch.

she whispered. I added a second finger and began to move them in a slow, steady rhythm, curling slightly to find the spot that made her hips jerk. My thumb stayed on her clit, rubbing in small circles. Elena’s hands braced on my shoulders. She rode my fingers with increasing urgency, her breasts moving with each shallow thrust of her hips. Soft wet sounds filled the quiet room. I leaned forward and took one nipple back into my mouth, sucking harder now, matching the pace of my hand.

It was a wild mess of muscle and skin. Ava was being fucked from every side. She was never empty. There was always a giant cock inside her, stretching her and filling her. She felt the different shapes—the width of Bane, the length of Mako, the heat of Tane. The erotica was loud. The men were shouting and groaning. The sound of their bodies hitting was like a drum. Slap. Slap. Slap. Ava was lost in the pleasure. Her brain was gone. She was only a body, a Goddess being used to save the world.

"Every week we read an erotic lesbian book and then we decide on which scene to re-enact. You kind of spoiled it by joining us, but I'm sure the girls will love your cock as much as I do." "We're not done?" Alan's cock was springing back to life. "We only just started," Maria giggled with the other women. "Now Alan, why don't you lie on the floor. Gina here will ride your cock, I'll ride your mouth, and Rita can use the strap-on on Suzy."

Being so straight, I am almost homophobic, my ass is the last place I think of when I am thinking erotic thoughts. As if she sensed my hesitation, she tickled the cheeks of my ass with her fingernails. Allowing my ass cheeks to close. "Let me finger fuck your ass baby" she whispered to me. Even as she said it, I could feel her pussy tighten and radiate even more wetness, more heat. All I could think of was how "unmanly" that was. But how MUCH she seemed to be turned on by it. Wondering what the men in the boardroom would think, the feelings were too intense to analyze long. Her fingers found their way back again to my inner cheeks.