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She couldn't. The book tumbled to the floor as he yanked her thighs apart. No more patience. No more hesitation. Just the raw, desperate heat of her body clenching around him as he fucked her like the illustrations promised—hard, deep, unforgiving. Duy Nam fucked Ánh Nguyệt relentlessly—bent over the bed, her legs hooked over his shoulders, pressed against the wall with her silk robes shoved up around her waist. Every page of that damned book came alive beneath his hands, her moans growing louder, her body slick and swollen with need.

"Elias! Please! Faster!" He didn't hold back. He increased the speed, his hips hitting mine with so much force I thought the desk might break. I was lost in the erotica of the moment. There were no books, no grades, no rules. There was just the feeling of him filling me up and the sound of our heavy breathing.

He was quick to notice of course, and he returned again, this time holding my waist while his bulge pressed into my derriere. I let out a soft gasp, "I have some books to pick up by the bookstore before it closes." I tried to conceal my surprise. His eyes lit up, "don't you torture yourself reading those erotics?" He looked into my face. He knew what I was reading? My eyes flicked towards him. "You think I don't know?" His tongue flickered to his lips. "You went into my room?" I was stunned. "The covers drew me in, and I couldn't help but glance through some pages. But I must say, the side effects of reading such books can be disastrous."

Two hands grasped my breasts from behind and teased and tweaked my hard, pert nipples. I could feel the unmistakable feeling of pubic hair rubbing against my bottom as my body pushed into hers. A tongue ran up my thigh, edging ever closer. I gasped and panted, gasping for more and more air. Warm, delicate hands ran over my body, massaging every contour and exploring every inch. I moaned with pleasure. Every second was divine. I felt her soft lips on my neck as my knees began to tremble. I ground my bottom into her and could feel her pussy was moist and eager, leaving my ass wet and sticky. A tongue ran over my clitoris, which made me gasp with delight. I could feel myself edging closer and c

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

" I quickly did as he said, feeling a ripple of ecstasy wash through me. "Slide your finger though your pussy, getting just enough of that hot wetness to make it feel like silk when you touch your clit." I did so again, my body was on fire. "Fuck Aiden, my body is on fire." "As it should." "You wish you had a cock in your mouth now, don't you Valerie? "You want to suck on a cock so bad." "You want to make it hard, and hard, and hard." "Do you want all that delicious spunk to jet into your hot, eager mouth."

Ryder wasn't just using his tongue, he was conducting a symphony of filth against her nerve endings. They were buried deep under the thick, weighted duvet, a private cavern that smelled of sweat, salt, and the heavy, metallic musk of her own relentless arousal. The heat was stifling, the oxygen thin, but Ruth-Ann didn't care. She felt like a goddess atop a throne of sin, her body vibrating with a raw, electric hunger that five hours of climaxing hadn't even begun to sate.

The free swing of her breasts added extra zest to her state of excitement— especially when Dina took a moment to play with them, making her nipples spark with want. Lorraine lay down with her knees up, her feet planted on the vinyl cushion, and her clitty on fire. A heartbeat later, Dr. Melling’s erogenous ass hovered above her face. She clasped the divine, sensitive cheeks, and pulled Dina into a sitting position. She felt the sizzle between her own legs as she began to lick the sweet furrow— Dina’s perfectly poised slit. Her ears went erect when she heard a sigh as crisp as the abandoned notebook: the

I was so wet, so soaking wet down there. As my fingers glided all over my pussy, I could hear the erotic noise my pussy lips made as I rubbed them together; as they came in contact, the squelching sounds of my pussy lips sounded so fucking sexy, the feeling was intense, it felt so good, the sensation was too much, it was mind-blowing.

I stammered. “I see.” He smirked and continued walking. “So what do you think of erotic books? Do they convey the messages purely like movies do? The expressions, the feelings… everything.” I gulped. “It all comes down to how good the writer is.” I said, trying to steady my voice. “I most times prefer to read erotic books instead of watching erotic movies. “Interesting,” he smiled. “We really do have a lot in common.” “Do you get the urge to do it when you read them?” he continued.