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I whimpered, too delirious with pleasure and the need to remain on all fours to care about who might see anymore. Three, four, five, six. The orgasms hit back to back until I was screaming my throat hoarse. Still he wouldn't let up. In the back of my mind, I was still waiting for the doors to open and unveil our intimate situation to some stranger, but my body had long since given itself to profound, ethereal euphoria and intoxicating pain. Seven, eight, nine, ten. "Jesus, that is a naughty pussy. Daddy's naughty, little cunt likes dick, don't you, baby girl?" he taunted me, but I was past caring.

Small flicks of her juices were spitting out with every tug of my hand while I continued to push her over the edge. "Oh...oh...god . . ." Roza was moaning from the intense pleasure as she had her first powerful orgasm ever in her life. Her back arched from the bed, twisting her body like a dying snake. I held her down and kept thrusting my hand into her until she rolled her eyes back. I enjoyed this sexual torture so much; I couldn't help laughing along the way. This was so much fun. I should do it often.

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My back arched off the bed as much as the position allowed, a broken cry ripping from my throat as the orgasm crashed over me. I came hard, untouched except for his hand—thick ropes of cum splattering across my stomach and chest in pulsing waves. My hole clenched rhythmically around his cock, squeezing him like a vice as pleasure tore through every nerve in my body. Tavian fucked me through it, never slowing, his own breathing ragged. “Good boy— fuck, that’s perfect. Look at you making such a mess for me.” He kept thrusting, slower now but still deep, drawing out every aftershock until I was trembling and oversensitive. Only then did he pull out completely, leaving me empty and clenching aro

I was hot, flushed and aching at the groin, I couldn’t be tortured! “No. Jack, please.” I breathed, shaking my head to him. Oh no, he was going to torture me! He licked his fingers painfully slow, and ran his tongue over his bottom lips seductively. He got his rocks off seeing me suffer, I was sure. “Will you defy me again?” he purred, introducing his fingers between my thighs. I whimpered, I couldn’t deal with his torturing tactics today. He slowly entered me with two fingers, jerking them repeatedly along my G-spot.

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