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she breathed, rolled her hips in circles that hit deep. I gripped her ass, thrust up hard, and the bed creaked under us. Sweat slicked our skin, her hair covered my face as she leaned down for a messy kiss. No power games, just perfect match—her gasps hit with my groans, and it built like a wave. She clenched tight, shattered again, and pulled me with her. I came hard, buried deep, vision spotted, and her name rumbled in my chest. We collapsed tangled and panting, her head on my shoulder, and she said, “That was…” She trailed off, traced my tattoos—cheap ink from college days, stories she wanted later.

“Destroy your own cunt and ass while choking on my cock. Such a perfect dirty girl.” I was a complete mess — drooling, crying, fingers plunging desperately into both holes as she used my throat. Another shattering orgasm ripped through me, making my whole body convulse. Finally, Lena pulled out of my mouth, removed the strap, and collapsed beside me. She pulled me into her arms, kissing me deeply and gently stroking my hair. “You were incredible, baby,” she whispered, much softer now. “I’ve wanted to ruin you for so long.” I curled into her chest, exhausted, sore, and completely satisfied. My pussy and ass were throbbing and leaking, but I felt happier than I had in years.

He pounded into her relentlessly, the wet slap of his hips against her ass echoing loudly. “Yes! I love it,” she sobbed. The confession spilled out of her. “I’ve wanted this for so long….wanted you to ruin me.” Ethan laughed darkly and sped up. “Then say it. Tell me what you are.” “I’m… I’m becoming your whore,” she gasped between thrusts. “Louder.” “I’m your whore!” she cried, voice breaking as another orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy spasmed violently around his cock, squirting slightly onto the floor.

I want him to ruin me. “You’re playing with fire, Harper,” he growls, but his voice is thick with something darker than anger, something darker than need. I suck on his fingers, slow and deliberate, tasting the salt of his skin and the bourbon ghosting off it. His pupils dilate. He hisses between his teeth. “You want to ride Daddy’s cock?” he murmurs. My thighs clench, trembling under the lace garters. I nod, too far gone to pretend anymore. “I want you to take me, Grant. Hard. Like I belong to you.”

Justin's cock was thick and massive, with his piercing an additional bonus. Ronald's cock was smaller than the others, maybe six or seven inches long with a thicker width. They stared at my body with lust in their eyes, and I could tell that they wanted to fuck me. Yes, this is what I want, this is my fantasy and erotic thoughts becoming a reality. I want to know how it feels to be fucked by three attractive men at once; I want to get fucked in the ass; I want to try anus sex for the very first time, right at this moment.

My breasts bounced wildly with every powerful thrust, my moans turning into screams of ecstasy as another orgasm built rapidly. Rafael leaned down, capturing my mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue dominating mine as he pounded into me. "Come again for me, my little whore," he growled against my lips. "Milk my cock with this greedy virgin pussy." I shattered around him a second time, my walls convulsing and squeezing his thick length as waves of pleasure ripped through me. With a roar, Rafael buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding my depths with hot, thick ropes of his seed. He kept thrusting through his release, pushing his cum deeper inside me until it leaked out around his coc

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

That sinfully skilful mouth. “Fuck!” He spat once they had broken the kiss, his eyes burning with intense arousal. As he traced her curves with his fingers, he admitted, “You're one bad slut, Brit. Daddy's little slut..” He hummed, capturing her lips once again, their tongues intertwined, dancing in a sensual rhythm that left him breathless and wanting more. Gripping her thighs, he pulled her towards him, his bulge poking her entrance. Brittany’s back arched as she moved herself against him, wanting to feel him, wishing he could release that rod and bury it deep inside her.

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

Roman moved closer to her. “Always your whore…” Aria replied as she spread her legs apart while Roman thrust in deeply. They both know…it’s gonna be a long wild night. All for the dick