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She suddenly turned around and rubbed her legs up to both thighs. She sat on the floor and imagined that she was trying to sit on the man's lap while grinding her boy. She saw those things in movies. She tried watching hot movies when she accepted that job offer so she would know what to do. She lifted her hips while holding the floor with both hands. She thought it would be better for her to face the man when she did that, so she stood up again and then slowly sat on the floor. She thinks of his body as she sits. She touched the floor again as her hips lifted. Eventually, her body moved as if something had penetrated inside her. She bit her lower lip as she closed her eyes and grinded slowl

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Rae stood behind me, her hands on my breasts, her lips on my neck. “You’re so fucking sexy,” she murmured, biting my earlobe. “Fuck, Rae,” I gasped, grinding down on Julian, his cock hitting deep. “You too.” Julian groaned, his hands on my hips, guiding me faster. “You’re gonna make me lose it,” he said, his voice rough. Rae’s fingers slid to my clit, rubbing hard, her lips on mine. “Come with us,” she said, her voice desperate. “Now.”

“I think about your pussy and this cock all day. I can’t focus in class I touch myself in the bathroom thinking about you using me.” She growled and flipped me onto my hands and knees, slamming back inside from behind. The new angle hit even deeper, battering my cervix. One hand reached around to rub my swollen clit furiously while the other gripped my hip, yanking me back onto every thrust. I was drooling onto the sheets, ass up like a bitch in heat. “Cum on it, Kiara. Make a mess on your stepmom’s fat cock baby.”

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“One person lies down. The other touches…shoulders, arms, chest, legs. Nothing between the legs yet. While you touch, use dirty talk. Tell your partner what you like about their body. Keep it positive and real. The camera will record everything so you can watch it back later and see how you look.” Amy went first with a guy named Ryan. She lay on the mat while he knelt beside her. His hands moved slowly over her shoulders, then down her arms. “Your skin is so soft,” he said quietly. “I love how your tits look in that top… can’t wait to see them bare.” Amy smiled, relaxing. “Keep going fucking tell me more.” It felt strange watching, but also normal. No one laughed and no one judged. Then it w