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“He’s never going to touch you again. He’s never going to know what he’s missing out on.” The idea of telling Steve I fucked his best friend made me pussy flood. I was right on the edge. “Fuck! I’m coming!” I screamed, locking eyes with him. Jace groaned. “Yes, Alessia. Squeeze my fucking cock,” he growled, slamming deep inside me as he came with me. After we were done I rode my orgasm out, limp and dripping while Jace pulled out, his cock still thick and wet, leaving me wanting more under the night sky.

They were suddenly cold as if a window had been thrown open to the chill winter air. Madame Valentina started shouting at her in a strange language but she surprisingly understood every word. She bent the woman backwards and started to lick her delicately featured face like an animal looking for a tender place to sink its teeth. The scent of the woman's femininity was overwhelming and she had a hunger she never suspected she held deep inside her. The sight of the blood coursing through her neck veins was so intoxicating that she kissed Madame Valentina like she was a first love being sacrificed on the altar of her depraved desire. Her fingers explored the fortune-telling woman's secret femin

You look so beautiful riding my cock, he groaned, his eyes locked on where we were joined. I rode him faster, my breasts bouncing with every movement. My moans filled the room as another orgasm built inside me. Liam sat up and took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking it gently while I continued riding him. Liam, I moaned loudly. I am so close. Come for me, he encouraged, sucking harder on my breast.

Me: This is wrong. Unknown: Does it feel wrong when I tell you how beautiful you are? How I would kiss every inch of that soft stomach you try to hide? How I would worship between your thighs until you couldn't remember your own name? I lay back on the bed, breathing faster. My free hand moved down my body almost involuntarily, slipping under the waistband of my shorts. I was already soaked. My fingers found my swollen clit and began slow circles as I read his next message. Unknown: That's it. Touch yourself for me, Isabella. Imagine my hands instead of yours. My mouth. My tongue tasting how sweet you are.

"Come for me..." I felt like I was being swept over a waterfall of caramel into a bubbling brilliant lake below. My head was in the stars while my body rocked like a massive earthquake. Roman's scent and strength wrapped me with security and desire, and as I came down, my lips twisted into a smile of pure content. "You like that, baby?" Roman whispered. "So good.." I whispered. "You're insane." "Only the best for you," he said, rocking his hips slowly back and forth, grinding his cock against the tight walls of my dripping pussy.

Note: The title is a request from the reader. You can add yours when sending a request. This also has a touch of FF action. ..... The tray was warm against her palm as she walked in. There were three glasses of whiskey on the tray, and they should have made the tray cold, but they didn't. Ray crossed the main floor of The Scarlet Sea with her bare feet since they weren't allowed shoes in there, for those who have a foot fetish. The apron she was putting on was the only covering she had.

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She seems she wants more. I stroke her hair as if it were pure wool, I thumb her nipples, then kiss her spine. I slow my thrusts, listening to her. I feel her sex closing on me. She arches her back as she lets out a deep throaty cry. Her creamy liquid came out of her. She screams. Not so loud, but she makes herself be heard. As she screams: “Mistress, he is great! You’ll love it. Thank you! Thank you”.

The steam, the heat, the fullness—it was overwhelming. "I love you," Aiden said, his voice breaking slightly. "I love you so much. I would burn the world for you." "I love you too, Sir," Julian moaned, pushing back against him, taking him deeper. Aiden thrust deep, grinding against Julian’s prostate with a deliberate, torturous slowness. Julian cried out, his fingers scrabbling uselessly against the wet wall. "I'm close... please..." "Come for me, Julian," Aiden commanded.

[Alright everyone, I am officially putting my morals on hold. Forget the original couple. From now on, if there is anything steamy, I am consuming it. No crumbs left behind.] [I don't like pure romance stories! Give me something special!] [HAHAHAHA! What are you talking about?!] [Great! It's a hot couple! We're saved!] [How did the plot turn out like this? Whatever! I'm going to enjoy it first!] The next morning, I stared at the mirror with two dark circles and swollen lips.