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Her breasts bounced with every thrust. Lena watched with dark eyes, one hand slipping between her own thighs. “You look so good taking two cocks,” Lena said breathlessly. “Such a naughty bride.” Emma could only moan in response. Rico reached around and rubbed her clit while Jax sucked hard on her nipples. The pleasure slammed into her like a storm. She came again, harder than before, screaming as her body shook violently between the two men. Jax groaned beneath her. “I’m close.” “Fill her up,” Rico encouraged, pounding her ass faster.

“My beautiful, ruined little secretary. Your sweet pussy is still fluttering, greedy for more.” I blushed deeply, but my body betrayed me again. My nipples tightened into hard peaks, and fresh slickness gathered at my entrance. “Pastor… we shouldn’t,” I whispered, even as my legs parted wider on their own. Elias smiled, dark and knowing. He stepped between my spread thighs and cupped my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my sensitive buds. “We already have, Ria. And now that I’ve tasted how perfectly you take me, I’m not stopping until I’ve used every inch of this willing body tonight.”

Martin moved her hand away from him and hiked up her skirt. He caressed her bare thighs all the way up and slid his hand into her underwear to feel her, causing her to inhale sharply. She rested her head on his shoulder as he started getting her off with his hand. "O... God," she let out a muffled moan, grasping his shoulder for support. The sudden sensation ignited all the cells in her body, and unimaginable pleasure coursed through her veins. He knew how to do things right because her mind blanked out, allowing herself to enjoy the work of his magical hands.

Erica asked before she quickly took her top off and headed towards them. “I’m in a fuckin’ coma or somethin’ because I dreamt last night. This can’t be a dream.” Ed said as Erica pulled her pants down and sat on Ed’s lap, gyrating her hips and pressing her own sexy ass around on Ed’s bare cock while Darla took her top off and put her tits right in Ed’s face; Ed fingered Darla while sucking on her nipple and let Erica just do her own thing with his cock before Erica took her blue thong off and straddled him, taking half of his thick cock at once before she started slowly bouncing up and down to ease the rest of him inside her, “This is amazing!” “You really are.” Erica said as she fucked away

“I will text you tomorrow.” Xavier pulled me into a hug. His hand slid low on my back. He pressed close so I felt him again. “Goodbye, Lila,” he said quietly. His eyes stayed on mine. After they left, I went straight upstairs. I locked my door. I took off all my clothes and lay on the bed naked. I spread my legs wide. I slid my hand between my legs. My pussy was soaked. My clit was swollen. I rubbed hard and fast. “Xavier…” I whispered.

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My legs felt shaky as I descended the stairs, the cool wood against my bare feet doing nothing to calm the fire still burning between my thighs. The dream clung to me like a second skin, Alex’s thick cock stretching me open, his dirty growls in my ear, the way I’d moaned like a slut while he fucked me senseless in my own bed. My soaked panties rubbed against my swollen clit with every step, sending little sparks up my spine. I tugged the hem of my tiny sleep shorts down, but they barely covered anything. My thin tank top clung to my breasts, nipples still hard and obvious. Part of me hoped he’d notice. The other part was terrified he would.

You must read, so you'll know what we know. Loving books as she did, Madeleine had soon forgotten her disappointment. The private library was a wondrous hoard of knowledge, and as arousing in its way as the long, shared hours of yesterday. Each book was a classic of pornography. As she read — and read and read and read - Madeleine soon grew both learned and fevered. Every picture seemed to remind her of the touch of Delrina’s lips, or the way Laurelina’s fingertips could seek out, and find, the most discreet and receptive of pleasure-nodes, then tantalise them to the very edge of madness. Every line or paragraph of uncensored prose seemed to conjure up the taste of Nadia’s sweat.

“My after-class project. My desperate little slut who traded her dignity for a letter on a page.” His words were filth, and they poured over her like hot oil, searing her shame and transforming it into fuel. Her climax built with terrifying speed, coiling from the very brutality of his fucking. She was sobbing, pleading, begging for it, for him, for the oblivion he offered. “Please…” “Come for me, Elara,” he commanded, his own control fraying, his thrusts becoming wild, uncoordinated. “Come on your professor’s desk. Show me you accept your terms.”

"Bend over the desk. Ass up, legs spread." I scrambled up, skirt hiked to my waist, tits spilling out as he ripped my blouse open—buttons pinging across the floor. Cool wood hit my nipples, hardening them more. I arched my back, pussy exposed, lips puffy and dripping, clit peeking out begging. He stepped behind, rubbing his cock along my slit slow, coating himself in my juices. The fat head nudged my entrance, parting folds, but didn't push in. "Beg for it, Mira. Beg your boss to ruin this married pussy."