THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION
Dave was sprawled on the wooden deck, chest heaving, his cock soft and lolling against his thigh.
Next to him, Adele— two fingers buried in her pussy, working circles slow and needy, tits heaving with each twist.
My man’s a total flop.
I took a quick glance around the environment—everywhere, from every literal angle, was filled with people fucking, like this was some kind of bang fest. Massive cocks slamming into cunts. Loud moans and relentless pounding. I turned around, and my eyes caught on a couple. The girl was in a life-and-death situation, her head dangling upside down into the sea. But she kept letting him pound her. He gripped her hips, slamming into her aggressively.