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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 flicked my tongue fast and hard over it while pushing two thick fingers into her soaking pussy, curling them immediately to stroke that sensitive spot inside her. Elena’s back arched violently off the bed, her heavy tits bouncing with the movement. “Oh my God, Alex! Your tongue feels so fucking good. Suck that clit harder, baby. I haven’t had my pussy eaten like this in years… not since before the divorce. You’re making Mrs. Harper feel like such a dirty whore.”

“Gonna make you come right here, Em. Then I’m gonna lick every drop off my fingers so I know exactly how you taste.” I was panting, whimpering, my hands gripping his hair as the pressure built fast. “Ooooh god, Alex… I’m so close… ahhhh… fuck me with your fingers harder—” He obliged, slamming his fingers deep and fast, thumb pressing firm on my clit. “Come for me, dirty girl. Come like you did in that dream. Soak my hand so I can smell you on me all night.” The orgasm hit me like lightning. My thighs shook, pussy clenching rhythmically around his fingers as waves of pleasure crashed through me.

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know much about her. "It's not the scene you need to highlight, but the story pattern they use," Ben explained, "Almost all local eroticism stories have similar bed scenes." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same crotch story.

Ria’s fingers pinched and rolled my nipples while she kissed and sucked on my neck, leaving little marks. I moaned loudly, my head falling back against Ria’s shoulder as her dad fucked me with slow, delibrate strokes. Every thrust pushed me back against Ria’s soft body. She reached down between us, her fingers finding my swollen clit and rubbing tight circles while her father’s cock stretched me open. “So tight for him,” Ria murmured, voice dripping with arousal. “Look at you creaming all over Daddy’s cock, Maya. Such a greedy little virgin.”

I dropped the panties back where they were and began to check the drawer. In it, she had some lotion, fingernails, and a book. In the bottom drawer, that is where the fun begins. She had 3 dildos of various sizes, lube, a vibrator, and a p**n magazine, which caught my attention. I grabbed and opened the magazine and started to flip through it. There was a naked posting for each session, and there was a picture of a girl licking the pussy of another girl.

Meeting her slanted lust-fogged eyes, he leaned in to plant a wet suckling smooch on each of Lin's puffed out nipples before muttering: "Bounce on my cock, baby. I want to see these big tits jiggle all over the place while you ride my dick with your ass!" Turned on like crazy by the sheer desire for her that she perceived in Robb's voice, loving the blunt eroticism of his confident tone, Lin willingly obeyed. Arching her back and grabbing onto Robb's shoulder with on hand while she reached to her pussy with the other, she immediately started bouncing her plump booty up and down on his raging horsecock, working her ass on his huge dick like her life depended on it.

A dark, erotic, romance novel. The goal was to stop thinking about Alexander, but only ten minutes into the book and I'm already imagining his hands all over me. I'm already imagining him bending me over the fucking window of my room and filling me up ruthlessly until all I can remember is the sound of his name on my lips.

The whole day had been hectic. I took out a bottle of wine and poured myself some. I dropped onto the cushions, remote in hand, and flicked on the TV. Mindless noise to fill the silence. I scrolled through channels, news, reruns, some late night talk shows until I landed on a movie. One of those erotic thrillers, the kind with dim lighting and heavy breathing. I almost changed it, but the scene caught me. A woman alone in a lavish room, silk robe slipping off her shoulder, her hand trailing down her body as soft music swelled.

When Jenna came, hard, shuddering, a low cry, Claire drank every drop. They weren’t done. Jenna reached into a canvas bag, pulled out the harness and purple dildo she’d bought online weeks ago, hidden, waiting. Strapped it on while Claire watched, eyes hungry. Claire bent over the bench. Jenna teased first, rubbing the head through slick folds, then thrust in slow, deep. Claire gasped at the stretch, fullness. Jenna started steady, long strokes that hit every spot. One hand rubbed Claire’s clit; the other gripped her hip.