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His gorgeous pierced cock was against my hip, his mouth hot against my neck as he slipped his fingers between my thighs. “She’s not joking,” he said to Max. “Believe me, she’s all in. Pussy doesn’t lie, and this one’s absolutely beautifully fucking sopping.” He pulled my pussy lips apart, slipped two fingers inside, and I moaned for him, looked right at Max as Soren hooked his fingers and found the spot. “Please,” I said. “Come on, Max.” He moved slowly, until his eyes focused, snapped into life as they fixed on mine. “I won’t need to ask again,” he said.

She came hard, pussy squirting, soaking the sheets and the stranger’s thighs. Cole’s cock throbbed in the ghost’s grip, pre-cum leaking. The ghost woman riding his face squirted icy cum down his throat, and he swallowed, groaning. The ghost man released him and guided Cole behind the brunette wife, sliding his cock into her pussy from behind. She cried out, pushing back, pussy gripping him tight. The ghosts orchestrated every thrust, every lick, every moan.

“God, so big. Not like the tiny, little nothing Bob’s got between his legs.” Bob’s tiny, little nothing had grown to a very respect- able length and thickness as he stroked it gently, not wanting to overstimulate himself. He watched as Alex pushed his wife to her knees and fed her his cock. He almost lost it when she gagged a little as Alex pressed her face to his body, but he managed to maintain. He let his cock bob in time, without the use of hands, as Barb sat atop Alex and rode him while her lover squeezed her tits. He saw her shudder with an orgasm a few minutes before Alex pulled out of her, porn movie style, and came on her stomach for Bob’s benefit. Bob’s painfully hard cock ached as

I wanted him to know I could get loud too. I propped my phone up on the nightstand, opened my favorite p**n app, and searched for something rough. I chose a video titled “Huge Cock Destroys Tight Pussy” with a tattooed guy who vaguely resembled Cal; tall, muscled, arrogant smirk. I hit play, turned the volume up enough to leak through the walls, and lay back against my pillows. The p**n started with the girl on her knees, gagging on that massive dick. Wet, sloppy sounds filled my room. I closed my eyes and let my hands roam.

The bluish glow of the screen caresses my skin, revealing the soft curves of my thighs under my fine nightgown. I slide one leg onto the mattress, the other dangling slightly in the void. My fingers tap on the trackpad, searching for the video that will captivate me tonight. A pornographic film. A story of forbidden passion, burning glances, and bodies seeking each other. I press play. The image comes to life. A hesitant woman faces a powerful man, her breath ragged under the grip of a desire she struggles to control. He brushes against her, plays with her nerves, waiting for her to give in.

I turn and realize there is a huge ass on my screen instead, larger than before, and some guys dick being rammed into it forcefully; full penetrative sex in an up close and personal frame, and I feel like I might just die. Actual porn – great choice, Sophs.

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

My heart raced as I took hold of it, loving how big it was in my palms—yet I could handle it well. Carson's eyes went darker than their usual shade. Pure desire swirled in them. His hand found my breast again, fondling them. I reached for the glass of drink and met his gaze. "Can I?" I asked. "You don't have to ask, Sophia. Just take the damn cock and let me cum in your mouth," he ordered. A smile formed at the corner of my lips. I lowered the glass and poured a little of the drink on his cock, then started rolling my hand all over it. "Using my drink on my cock, huh?" he said when he finally saw what I did.

I whimpered, my body still shaking and trying to get over the excruciatingly pleasurable orgasm that coursed through my being. My eyes were still open because I couldn’t do anything to close them as the stars danced around my eyes. My pussy felt really sore, and I didn’t need to spread my legs wide open in front of a mirror to know that it looked used, drippy, red and utterly battered. These two strange men had fucked me so hard that I didn’t think I would ever be able to masturbate anymore.

She moaned genuinely, and even the men inside the scene hissed for the horniness. I knew that besides the scenes, many reactions in a porn were fake, but, holy shit... The way she was being fucked could drive any woman crazy. It was the same crude and still worried form that Pablo had done to me. Fast, strong, dirty, and full of indecent whispers from men, but still something very satisfying to watch. I let myself be carried away by the sounds the woman made, and began to repeat them as I slid the vibrator through my entrance.