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I rocked back onto him, sucking Ryan harder, spit dripping down my chin. The cameras caught everything—the wet gluck of my throat, the slap of Marcus’s hips, the way my tits bounced. I looked at the monitor—saw my own lips stretched wide, mascara already smudging, pussy lips gripping Marcus’s shaft. I came first—hard, sudden, thighs shaking. Marcus didn’t stop, fucked me through it until he pulled out, peeled the condom, and shot across my lower back—hot, thick ropes that the close-up camera zoomed in on.

A chill runs over my flesh, the thump in my nuts reminding me of how many days it’s been since I came. And then my mind slithers back to the memory of the last time I came... And what was happening to me when it occurred. I bite my lip, my dick already stiffening up good from remembering. But I force myself to stand firm and reply. Enzo: That doesn’t work if we’re not filming, dickwad. Nico: Who says I can’t upload this stuff for the fans? Nico: It’ll be even better if you send me a video…

I sent a text. I was stark naked when I heard the knock. Not only naked, I had reached for my toothbrush and it was half in me. I ignored the knock at first. I focused on pleasure. My hand was on my right breast and the other hand was working the toothbrush at uneven rhythm. I was turning on my couch and I loved it. Yeah I went for Pornhub, I was watching a threesome with two girls and a big cock pounding them. That’s what I wanted. To join Donald and his beauty blonde. I got something better.

“Watch the man who stole you turn your fear into pure, dripping need.” Pleasure mounted in relentless waves, my thighs quivering and my breath coming in sharp pants. Just as I neared the edge, he withdrew his fingers completely, leaving me empty and whimpering in protest. Rafe stood briefly to shed his trousers, freeing his thick, heavy cock. It sprang up against his abdomen, long and veined, the broad head flushed dark and already slick with his own cum. He stroked himself once, his eyes never leaving my spread, glistening form.

Instead, I opened it. The first page was already too much—bare skin, silk ropes, commands written in clean, dangerous fonts. It was like falling down a rabbit hole I wasn’t supposed to touch. I turned to the next page and it was a gorgeous shirtless man in just a boxer brief, his partner was wearing just panties and a bra that barely covered her nipples let alone the flesh of her br**st. Her breast pressed to his chest, one hand held her by the waist while the other squeezed her a*s as they french kissed.

I wrapped my hand around the base, stroking slowly and firmly, savouring the friction. To amp it up, I grabbed my phone from the side table, thumbing open a private browser. Porn—something quick and dirty. I scrolled to a video of a brunette in a rain-soaked shirt, her body arching as a guy peeled it off. The actress moaned, it was fake but effective to heighten the mood, her tits bouncing as he fucked her against a wall.

With COVID, I’m not around anyone but Kent. And that’s going great. So I do it. I open Pornhub, mirror it to my TV, and pull up my favorite big-dicked gay p**n actor, Rocco Steele. The opening scene—just watching him kiss and fondle the guy in bed with him—gets me hard almost instantly. His hands on the guy’s ass and cock? Fuck, it’s sexy as hell. They both look so eager for it, and when that big-ass dick comes out, my own dick twitches in my boxers.

“I want it on my tits. And I want proof.” She pulled out her phone, set it to record, and aimed it at herself. “Cum for me, Mr. Harper. Cover your maid’s slutty tits while your wife is gone.” Daniel stood over her, stroking furiously. With a deep roar, he exploded. Thick ropes of hot cum splattered across Lila’s full breasts and stomach. She moaned loudly, rubbing his load into her skin while the phone captured every second of his face, her cum-covered body, and her satisfied smile.

“You like it rough, don’t you? Just like you did with my father. You’re nothing but a cheap slut who craves a big cock, aren’t you?” Renata sobbed without end, tears soaking the crumpled pillow until it was drenched. Her body tried weakly to resist, hips twisting away on instinct, but Cedric was too strong, too merciless. With a rough flip he forced her onto her hands and knees, yanking her long hair back like reins on a wild horse until her scalp burned with fire. The next thrusts drove even deeper, his cock slamming into her furthest depths, stabbing at her cervix until it felt like knives carving her from the inside over and over. The camera captured everything in merciless clarity: Renat

"No matter how hard I try, I can't get into his heart. So, why keep up this ridiculous act?" Elena was stunned. It took her a moment to process. "You... you're really getting a divorce?" "It's all finalized. The cooling-off period ends tomorrow. From then on, Finn’s life has nothing to do with me." I stood up to leave. That should’ve been the end. But fate had one more humiliation for me. Just as I pushed the door open, a group of aggressive animal rights activists rushed towards us—they were holding signs saying "Elena Kills Innocent Animals," and they were extremely agitated.