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on many occasions she had tried to get his attention but Hayden who was said to be a womanizer never indulge himself in something very dirty. " Go ahead Camille, Kyle will show you the way " Jansen interupted his wife's thought , no doubt they all picked up the lust from Camille that Moment. not her fault, every females in double world would love to have the sext Beast. Kyle lead the way to show Camille And her three children their room leaving alone the three men in the living room. Hayden scoff slightly at the tensed atmosphere and he walk towards a sofa with the baby still in his arms. " Not her fault Farrell, i think Beast lord gave me this charm that no one can ever resist " He said out

"You're not even close to there, baby, but I promise you will be. Lay down on the bed. Move the phone to the pillow." I did what he said. "Okay." "Cup your breasts." He waited a moment. "What color is your bra?" "White." It was the only color I owned. "I like white, but I'll add some color to your wardrobe so you can feed my phone sex fetish." I giggled. "You have a phone sex fetish?" "I do now. Stop talking, baby, and do what I say." Dominant Reed was taking over. I could hear it in his voice. "Pinch your nipples over the material."

Sara stared at the bulge in his pants, remembering exactly how his cock had felt in her mouth, thick, hot, and pulsing. She bit her lip hard to stop a moan from escaping. Her body was on fire, sexually frustrated and desperate for relief. The lecture dragged on, every minute feeling like torture. She kept checking the clock, counting down the seconds until class ended so she could rush back to her dorm room and use her vibrator.

I was ready to take the plunge. I leaned in, closing the distance between us. Henry met me halfway, our lips crashing together in a passionate kiss. Simon's hand moved up my thigh, tracing patterns on my skin. I moaned into Henry's mouth, feeling his hands on my waist, pulling me closer. We broke apart, gasping for breath. Simon's lips found my neck, nipping at my earlobe. "You're so fucking sexy," he murmured. I arched my back, feeling Henry's hands find my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples through my shirt. "Yes…oh god yes," I moaned. The feel of my skirt shifting up, followed by Simon's fingers slipping lower, finding my wetness underneath my panties.

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“Yes. Remy, let me come. Please?” “Not yet.” he gave me a sexy smirk. “Stroke faster, love. Harder.” I groaned, feeling my abdomen tighten as my fingers were coated with my creamy wetness. “Ugh, Remy... I…” But before I could finish that sentence, I felt my pussy tighten around my fingers and I came. My moans echoed off the walls as my body shivered in delight. “You naughty girl. I told you not to come yet, didn’t I?” I looked at Remy, whose face was contorted with pleasure. He was close too. His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand.

He paused, then said without looking up, “I wrote. ‘Patient deflects discomfort with seduction. Attempts to regain control through sexual tension.’” I sucked in a slow breath. “Well,” I muttered. “That’s not sexy at all.” “It’s not supposed to be.” My legs uncrossed and re-crossed, slower this time, not for show but because I needed to move. To feel something. Anything. “Do you think I’m disgusting?” I asked suddenly. That caught him off guard. Barely. But I saw it—the shift in his eyes, like I’d finally said something real. “No,” he said.

The sex club smelled like sweat, cum, and leather. Sariah stood beside her husband, tight dress clinging to her thighs, panties already damp just from the moans echoing through the dim room. She wanted to feel something. Anything. Keon hadn’t touched her right in months. Their fucking had turned soft, forgettable—quick strokes, no filth, no hunger. She missed being wrecked. Screamed for. Fucked until her pussy gushed. A couple moaned near the back room, the woman tied to a beam, her tits bouncing while some stranger slammed into her soaked cunt from behind.

.” Rachel didn’t know how to respond. “You told him to move on, but you’re the one who’s been running from him.” Sara gave her a pointed look. “And I know you, Rach. You don’t run from something you don’t want.” Rachel laughed. “I wish I knew how to just… let go.” “You don’t have to let go. You just have to grab on.” Rachel snorted. “God, you’re such a romantic.” “No, I’m just tired of you moping. You’re Rachel fucking Rossi. You don’t give up that easily. Not on someone you love.” Rachel sighed, running a hand through her hair. “You want to know what I miss about him?” Sara raised an eyebrow, leaning forward. “Spill.” Rachel shifted in her seat. “I miss how fucking sexy he

too fucking sexy. "On the bed, Cara. How's your arm? I want to fuck you hard. So hard and so fast until you're sore. I need you, love. I need to release myself in you, Cara. I need to pump it in you and feel your insides clenched my cock tightly as you come..." He whispered in my ear with his deep sexy bedroom voice and his breath fanning hotly on my neck. Leo taunted and teased me with his debauched words making me whimper with sexual needs. Oh my god, this man!