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When she got home just before midnight, looking freshly fucked and dishevelled, I was aching. “Let’s go straight to bed,” I grinned. She smiled and led the way. This time I could see another man’s cum still glistening on her tits and leaking from her well-used cunt. I licked every drop while she told me how two Pakistani guys from work had fucked her senseless and covered her tits at the bottom of our street. That’s our life now. She gets her cunt and arse wrecked two or three times a week by Pakistani guys and hung black men she picks up in clubs. I get to lick her clean afterwards like the lucky, devoted husband I am. What’s not to fucking love?

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She quietly replied. "Good, I'm just getting started" I smiled. I continue rubbing her shoulders working my way down to her back. Working out all stress from her muscles. I picked a specific movie that shows lots of sex scenes in it called Spartacus. About gladiators and Roman women. There was a scene where I thought she'd enjoy in particular. When the scene starts I start rubbing her sides and kiss her neck from behind softly. "Babe, what are you doing?" She asks when my hands began rubbing her stomach down to her legs.

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WARNING: THIS CHAPTER DEPICTS A GxG SCENE. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THIS, KINDLY SAVE YOUR COMMENTS AND WAIT FOR THE NEXT STORY. IF LGBTQ IS YOUR THING, THAN I HOPE YOU ENJOY. Btw- I have never written a same sex scene, so bare with me. Hope you enjoy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The story of Cassidy and Noelle I was on my bed, holding my pillow tight, crying for the billionth time. Skylar and I had just broken up. He was my boyfriend for the past five years. I had high hopes that he was going to marry me one day.

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I joke. “We’ve been roommates for almost five years, asshole. I can’t help but know what you look like,” he deadpans. “Come on. Do it.” “No fucking way,” I say. “Scared you can’t hack it?” Axl asks. “No. I just don’t want to do it.” “Do you have any idea how much I can make in a night?” “Can’t be that much,” I quip. He says the amount, and my jaw drops. “Seriously?”

“Feel that, Emma? Mommy’s pussy kissing yours. So fucking wet for each other.” “Yes… oh god, it feels amazing,” I moaned, grinding up against her harder. We tribbed frantically, pussies sliding and slapping together. I reached down and spread her lips wider so our clits could grind directly. Sarah did the same to me. The friction built quickly, pushing us both toward another peak. Jake couldn’t stay away any longer. He knelt beside us, stroking his thick cock as he watched. “My god… look at you two sluts rubbing pussies.”

Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Content Warning: This book is intended for adult audiences (18+) only. It contains explicit sexual content, adult language, and pwp themes. Author’s Note Greetings, lovely readers! Welcome to the world of Sasicha. I am an erotic fiction author hailing from Thailand—the land of boundless imagination and tropical heat. For this project, I invite you to leave behind everything you thought you knew about the classic fairy tale of Snow White. In my version, we’re stripping away the fluff and diving straight into a P**n Without Plot (PWP) experience.

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