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she said again, voice much less certain. “Best kind,” he said and moved. It was sex born of frayed nerves and too many nights watching people almost die. Rough, yes, but not cruel. Fast, but not careless. Their bodies crashed together, found rhythm, lost it, and found it again. Sienna clutched at his back, blunt nails dragging red lines down his shoulder blades. “You’re going to be impossible tomorrow,” she muttered. “I’m already impossible,” he grunted. “At least now you’ll know why you’re mad.”

Cassidy was biting her smile and finally brought her cup to hide her smile. "Okay...the sex was awesome, he's good. Damn good. Like good-good...so fucking good that I was teary from all the good sex stuff." Charlotte blushed, but good was all that she could come up with. She couldn't possibly say that she enjoyed all the sexy filthy stuff that Seamus did to her or the way she screamed out and called him daddy. "Oh.My.God. she got the good sex, the good-good sex," Cassidy chirped happily and Bree put her hand on Charlotte's as if she was congratulating her and it made her blush deeper.

Issei found her G-spot and he started rubbed the same spot again, this time doing it even harder. Riche - Hwah! Ah... That's good... It feels too good. Wah, Aahn! ❤ Unable to withstand the extreme ecstasy, Riche shivered and gasped. Issei - You're pretty sensitive here. This is the sexiest face you've made yet... Riche - Mmm...Now you even know about that... Ahn! Issei chuckled a bit and said "Sorry about that. But I will be the only one in the world who knows it, no?"

The air filled with slick sounds of skin against skin, heavy moans, and the slap of bodies. Sweat dripped. Their scents tangled. The bed creaked under them, headboard slamming against the wall. > “Faster,” she gasped. “Harder! don’t hold back.” He didn’t. Ryker grabbed her hips, slammed into her with brutal force, burying himself deeper, faster. Selene screamed his name as the second orgasm ripped through her, clenching around him until he swore. > “I’m going to...fuck! Selene.... I’m coming...! "

Including the slow motion sex that actually tortured Sirius. "Hmmmm...aah...ah ah ah... Bubbaa..." Ashley's sexy voice sounded throughout the room. Sirius' lust was getting ignited. "Yeah baby, so tight." Sirius accelerated the tempo, making Ashley gasp even more, her plump and round breasts swaying too, making Sirius unable to stand it and immediately sucking the tops of those springy breasts.

Her head bobbed along the length of the shaft, and her hips bucked and thrust forward and back. Slick juices leaked from her wet pussy hole, spilled onto her thighs and the leather, Karen could smell them. They smelled sweet and musky, and she was smitten all over again with that wild and unchecked desire. She wanted to make Roxanne feel as good as she had made her feel so she doubled her efforts, sucking harder, her hands on Roxanne's tight ass cheeks. Her ass muscles clenched and loosened with effort that Karen could feel.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

Normal stuff. And then… not-so-normal stuff. A folded piece of paper fluttered to the ground. My gaze snagged on the bold heading written in her bold, neat handwriting. The bullet points below had me choking back a laugh. SEX PLAN • Make eye contact, but not creepy staring. • Touch hair. Flip them, if possible. • Say something sexy (find an example on Reddit later.* Example: “Your hands are hot enough to ride them.”) • Initiate kiss: tilt head right. Not left!!

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.