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Harper had given me. What I found made my mouth widen.. The search history and bandwidth logs were… insane. Hentai. Tons of it. VR p**n. Taboo roleplay videos. “Step-sister”, “Best friend’s little brother”, “Secret creampie”, “Corrupting the virgin gamer” -+ the titles went on and on. He had been downloading and streaming massive files every single night. My thighs pressed together instinctively. I should have been disgusted but instead, I felt heat pooling between my legs. The thought of quiet, shy Max jerking off furiously to all this filthy p**n while the rest of the family slept upstairs did something filthy to me.

Enraptured by the wickedness, I extended my tongue and for the first time, tasted another woman. I took the panties away from my mouth. I liked the taste. It's the whole, 'this is wrong' thing. But I do like the taste of pussy. I've tasted myself many times, but this was a whole new level of depravity. My pussy was soaked and leaking down my leg. In a total failure of prudence, I lay on that wet towel with the panties in my mouth, picturing myself with her as I rubbed my rigid clit.

He had his dick out, his hand moving in a frantic blur as he listened to me describe how the inside of my pussy feels while his father was ruining me. “Jesus Christ! Don't stop, baby! Keep talking! Keep moaning!” Preston begged as he sucked on my breasts causing my toes to curl. "Tell him how the bushy hairs tickle your balls every time you slam home," I whispered, my voice a filthy lure. "Oh, Enid!" Preston roared. He lost all control. He withdrew almost completely and then slammed back in with a force that made the heavy desk creak and groan. The legs of the desk scraped across the floor with a loud, metallic screech. I saw through hooded, glassy eyes as Conner finally came on the floor, h

“Soak my cock, my loud girl. Let me feel you.” Her pussy squeezed his cock tightly, juices squirted out, soaked him, and dripped down her legs. Eva screamed, “Aaah! Yes!” her body shaking, vision blurring. He kept thrusting, spanking, his mouth on her breast, pulling another cry, “Ohhh!” “More,” Hayes said, his voice tight, cock swelling, lips biting her nipple. “Give me another, my wild girl.” Her pussy gripped him tightly, more juices spilled out, and they pooled on the floor. Eva screamed, “Aaah! Fuck!” her thighs trembling. “I can’t,” she sobbed, “Mmm, too much!” her hands slipping.

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

I don’t know how I'm going to make it home before I blow my load, or even worse, before someone notices my hard-on! I decide to make a quick pit stop at the town library and use the combination of their public toilets and the free Wi-Fi to relieve myself. I quickly lock the only cubicle in the men’s bathroom and sit down, I put my earphones in and immediately go to my phone's videos where I store a large amount of p**n. I quickly click play on one of my favourite screaming videos and start to jerk my 8” cock. I’m already ready to blow my load and the screaming and hot ladies aren’t helping. Suddenly I imagine Mrs Sinclar jerking me and it’s all too much as I shoot stream after stream of cum

I hissed under my breath, the holy name making me wince even as I kept jerking myself off. "Fuck, fuck..." The words escaped like prayers, only these were of a completely different kind—carnal, desperate. "God forgive me…” My cock throbbed in my hand, pre-cum leaking out as I imagined sinful things—things no priest should think about. Hard bodies pressed against me, mouths kissing instead of praying lips. I groaned loudly, pumping faster. "Wrong... So wrong..." I choked out between strokes. My hips lifted off the chair, pushing my length through my fist as if seeking relief.

Loona's voice was a growl, her asshole clenching like a vice around his cock, still buried balls-deep inside her. His hips jerked uselessly—oversensitive, raw—but she pinned him down, her claws sinking into his waist as she rolled her hips in slow, sadistic circles. The squelch of cum-slicked flesh was obscene, her walls rippling around him, milking another weak throb from his spent shaft. "Gonna keep you plugged in me 'til I'm dripping, pup." His cock twitched, protesting but still obedient, still leaking a thin, pearly strand as she ground down.

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You must read, so you'll know what we know. Loving books as she did, Madeleine had soon forgotten her disappointment. The private library was a wondrous hoard of knowledge, and as arousing in its way as the long, shared hours of yesterday. Each book was a classic of pornography. As she read — and read and read and read - Madeleine soon grew both learned and fevered. Every picture seemed to remind her of the touch of Delrina’s lips, or the way Laurelina’s fingertips could seek out, and find, the most discreet and receptive of pleasure-nodes, then tantalise them to the very edge of madness. Every line or paragraph of uncensored prose seemed to conjure up the taste of Nadia’s sweat.