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"Just like that, baby. Fuck me just like that." I watched, mesmerized, as Romeo pounded into her, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. Her tits bounced with the force of his movements, her nipples hard and begging to be sucked. I could see how wet she was, her pussy glistening with her arousal as Romeo's cock slid in and out of her. I stroked myself faster, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Fuck, you two are so hot together," I groaned, my hand working my cock with a desperate need. "I've never seen anything so fucking sexy in my life."

“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.

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

His grip on her waist tightens instantly, his fingers digging into the fabric of her dress. “You are impossible,” Zack rasps, his green eyes dark and blown wide. He does not deny it. He does not even try to. His head falls back against the pillow, a jagged breath escaping his lips. The romantic picture he was painting is completely incinerated by the reality of Anna’s body pressed against him. “Yeah,” he says, his voice rough and honest, stripped of any pretense. “That is exactly how it ends. Every single time.” His hands slide from her hips down to the small of her back, pulling her even tighter against him, erasing any remaining space between them. The movie on the TV is forgotten, just fl

"You want to watch a movie, right? We can do that." "Really?" She beamed. "There's one that got released a week ago. I suppose I haven't watched it yet for this moment. It's a romcom with my favorite sexy actor starring in it." Favorite sexy actor? "Absolutely not. I'm not going to watch her giggle or kick her feet in the air over some other man when she's watching a movie. It's bad enough that I have to deal with the physical ones." "Why?" She frowned, shaking away her excitement. "You just said we could watch a movie."

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

The soft click of Sienna's heels echoed through the marble lobby of Cole Enterprises as she stepped out of Damien's sleek black car. The reporters positioned outside fell silent. Cameras flashed instantly, their flashes capturing every moment of this budding fake romance that was already causing quite a stir. Sienna had dressed the part perfectly. A scarlet dress clung to her curves, endorsed by her smokey eye makeup and rich crimson lips. She exuded the aura of a woman in control- as if she hadn't just weathered a heartbreak a month ago.

“Fuck that slut. Fuck her slutty little pussy!” You start to pump Sandra vigorously, energized by your pent-up lust for her. Her hands clutch at your buttocks and her nails dig into your flesh. The fact that her friend is on the bed right next to you only serves to intensify the eroticism of the situation. “Fuck me Ryan. Fuck me like you’d fuck that bitch Scar Son,” she groans. Your head is swimming with lust and you pick up the pace. The wet sounds of your cock ploughing Sandra’s pussy are accompanied by the gentle slapping of your balls against the base of her ass cheeks.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.