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It was overwhelming, and it was… good. A thick cock—her cock, she’d started to think of them as hers—was buried deep in her pussy. Marcus, the one with the cruel smile, was gripping her hips, slamming his pelvis against her ass with a wet, rhythmic slap. “You’re so fucking tight, baby,” he grunted, his eyes locked on the camera phone propped on the dresser. “Show them how a real whore creams on a dick.”

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.

I turned my glare on him and immediately he held his hands up in surrender. "Listen to me, Lynn... Think about all the times you relied on porn to get you through your lonely months before and after your divorce. How is getting off to two people fucking on camera any worse than actually doing the act?"

Theo hissed when she gripped him harder, stroking him. Ria bit her bottom lip, face flushed as a plan formed in her head. Mr Gordon was good-looking. His cock felt bigger than the ones she was used to, which wasn't a lot considering she'd only had sex four times. She didn't think she would mind getting fucked by him, especially since she would be getting even with Vivian. She posted her nudes; Ria fucked her dad, and it seemed like a win-win. "We can't," Theo groaned, his entire shaft throbbed and leaking precum at the tip, contradicting his words. Ria pressed hard on his cock, gripping the tip and caressing it.