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As if not satisfied, he drew off her the gown entirely and her pointed nipples became visible. “I don’t think we should…” Her words hanged in her throat the moment Jayden teased her pussy. His hand was currently inside her pant. Loverina leaned back, using her hands to support herself. He started rubbing her fast, and she couldn’t help but moan. Folding her hands and biting her lower lips. Her body was feeling hot. Her eyes were shut. ‘The pleasure.’ She missed him. How he does make her feel and how the body was reacting to him. Everything about him got her body screaming for more.

Every inch buried deep within me, his hips flush against my own. I cried out in pleasure as his hard thrusts worked away from the burning need inside me and his grip on my hips tightened into a sweet pain. Our moans filled the room, as we moved together picking up the pace, climbing towards our release, crashing over the edge and spiralling back down together. Breathless and exhausted we collapsed in a heap on the bed. The storm still raging outside, and within moments we were asleep. *****

I asked blushing and smiling to myself. "If you're actually good you don't get spanking unless it's requested. I could even tie you to a bed and leave a prostate massager in you for hours. That's punishment and pleasure at the same time. I would get the satisfaction of seeing you squirming and moaning uncontrollably shooting loads until you're dry. It's not always about sex. I get pleasure from just seeing you have.....fun or being pleasured as long as it's from me" He whispered against my ear rather seductively and making sure to lick the shell. My eyes were closed imagining whatever he was saying.

She remained indifferent to my pleas. Despite the internal struggle, the pleasure was overwhelming. He attended to my needs with skillful precision, offering both oral and manual stimulation. Each wave of pleasure from his tongue sent shivers throughout my body, and I couldn’t help but surrender to the intense sensations. My cries of ecstasy filled the room, muscles tensing with every wave of delight.

I ended on a yawn, stretching my arms over my head, my shoulders popping. Man. I was exhausted. I take a moment to write down his expectations at the bottom of my list, drawing two lines underneath. I read the next item on my side of the list “I’d like a separate room” “You can have your pick” he says flippantly. Strange, I thought he’d fight me on that. “No sex” “Now that’s just being ridiculous” “According to you, this is business” “A little pleasure never hurt anyone” I wondered if an alien might have invaded his flesh because that was such an unusual thing for him to say. I cleared my throat “I think it’s necessary”

"So f*****g tight." He pulled out and started to increase the pace of his thrusts. Ah, the thrill of delight! It's as if a thousand tiny sparks dance within me, filling my heart with joy. Every fiber of my being vibrates with pleasure, like the sweetest of melodies resonating deep within my soul. My senses come alive, and every moment becomes a celebration of pure bliss. It's like savoring the sweetness of honey, feeling its warmth spread through me, and knowing that all is right with the world. In this state, nothing else matters, for I am fully immersed in the pure, unadulterated pleasure of the present moment.

She started to realize that it truly wasn’t embarrassment or pain that she was feeling – it was intense pleasure instead. Maybe it was the Count’s rhythmic hip movements, or the feeling of being overpowered and dominated, but she was really enjoying taking the huge girth. The slow, loving penetration was having an amazing effect on Precious’s snatch, which was now glistening like amber nectar in the dim cellar light.

I feel Julian's fingers digging into my hips, holding me in place as he continues to pound into me, his own pleasure building. My body trembles, and I can't stop the sounds escaping my lips. Julian's co.ck feels like it's going to split me in two, and his fingers on my cl.it send shockwaves of pleasure through me. I'm lost in a sea of sensation, my mind blank as my body convulses with pleasure. “Good girl. You take me so well.” he praised.

They were just waiting for my command and they would already be on their knees taking my cock here in the middle of the hallway, without caring if anyone can see them or not. I passed them without even giving them a second glance, and they didn't even realize it was for their own good. Between me and Angelo, the difference is big. He loves whores and loves to use them in any way that pleases him. Kiss them, fuck them, and share them with his friends and business partners. Everything. But I...I don't find pleasure in these things.

I moaned as his tongue flicked on my pussy. "More!" I panted as I wrapped my hand around his hair and pulled his mouth closer to my pussy, eager to have him go faster. I need to feel his tongue. My hips shifted as I pulled his face closer. His tongue slid inside as he lapped on my hot, slimy juice. Fuck! I arched my back and widened my legs at the pleasurable feelings that racked through me. My toes curled, and a loud moan escaped my throat. I tilted my head, my moans becoming desperate as he pinched hard on my left nipple. I cried out at the pain that dulled into pleasure. My nipple tingled from the pain. Yet, it grew harder, eager to have him spare a moment of his time to worship it.