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The words sent me higher. I pushed back to meet him, moaning shamelessly. “Harder, Mr Romano! Please ruin me!” He obliged, sped up, and snaked one hand around to rub rough circles on my throbbing clit. “God, I love how you submit. Cum on my cock, show me how much you love being fucked like my perfect little slut.” I did, sobbing his name, while squirting down my thighs as he praised me through every spasm.

Just the sound of belts unbuckling, zippers dropping, fabric hitting the floor. Steve rose, mouth glistening, and kissed me, letting me taste myself on his tongue while he stroked his cock slowly, thick and already leaking. Emmanuel turned me so my back was to the leather couch, then sat and pulled me down onto his lap in one smooth motion. His cock long, heavy, veined nudged at my entrance but didn’t push in yet. Instead he spread me open with both hands, displaying me to the other two. “Look at this perfect cunt,” he said, almost reverent. “Dripping for her kings.”

Your fingers pick up the pace, sliding deeper into your ass and your own body begins to convulse, cum dripping from your still caged and flaccid cock. Cathy’s body collapses to the side and your wife finally turns her head to look you in the eyes. Seeing the cum dripping from your cage, your fingers still wedged deep in your ass, she smiles. “I didn’t know you liked to be used anally.” The sly smirk crossing her lips tells you that information is going to be used in ways you could not even imagine.

Her inside was so slippery from their lovemaking before, and the enormous spear slid in and out so easily it made a really lewd wet sound. In his lap, Harriet was bouncing up and down. Her breath was in sync with his, but she was more out of breath than him. He stared into her face, her vulgar expression. She already did even before Liam said he wanted Harriet to put out her tongue and kiss him. They really had wholly connected to each other. It was wet. More than before, from sweat, semen, and... right. Her breastmilk. It was overflowing with a delicious smell and a thick smell of sex.

I smiled, wallowing in those same fantasies that had only haunted me. For a year, since I turned 18, I had been daydreaming about the day we would meet our mate and how I would get struck by his manly pheromones, which would capture every part of my being and pull us towards each other. How he would hold my hands, stare into my eyes passionately, and tell me my suffering is over.

He asked, pushing my pantalets aside and rubbing my nub,as I shuddered. My Breath came rapidly as he smirked. I nodded and he frowned. “Say it, don’t nod” he whispered, sliding his hands in as I gasped and closed my eyes as pain and pleasure shot through me. His fingers delved deeper into me as I arched my back, throwing my head from side to side. “I….I want it,I want it” I chanted as he slid his fingers out and licked it I scrunched my nose as he chuckled and his eyes became dark all of a sudden.

She moaned silently as I sucked it softly. "fuck I love you b...babe........" She screamed as I dipped my three fingers into her moving it in and out "fuck" she screamed as I folded her breast at the same time moving faster and soon she was close to her climax cause she has tighten her clint on my fingers when I pulled my fingers out without her Cumming and licked my fingers "what now?" She asked furiously, well that's me I don't make people cum before I do "rule no. 1" I said and moaned on her scent "now undress me" I said as she came closer and begins to undress me and I pulled her in a kiss immediately dipping my hands down to her honeypot, I pulled out from the kiss and pushed her on the

His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand. “Rene, I’m so close.” After a minute, he grunted as cum shot onto his stomach and chest in thick streams. I wanted to lick it off, slurping and savoring the taste. I wondered how Remy would feel inside my pussy. In my mouth. In my ass. “Next time, I’m coming in that pretty mouth of yours,” he said, as if he’d read my mind. He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen.

Emma's body was still quaking from that brutal orgasm, walls fluttering empty now as Alex's fingers slipped free, slick strings of her cream connecting them to her puffy lips. He brought them to his mouth slow, eyes burning into hers—dark, possessive—like she was his feast. Sucked them clean with a deep, guttural groan that vibrated straight to her core. "Fuck, Emma... you taste like sin," he rasped, voice gravel-rough, his cock—thick, veined monster, tip angry-red and weeping pre-cum—grinding insistent circles right at her entrance. Notching her, stretching her lips teasing, but not giving her the plunge she craved. Her hips bucked up desperate, clit throbbing raw from his thumb's torment,

He clicks his tongue, trying to pull away, but I go on my knees in front of him immediately, looking up and blinking innocently at him even though there is nothing innocent about my desire for him. "I can.. just let me." I say, my tone coming out desperate, but I don't care. He smirks and faces me, hitting my face with his manhood and I enjoy it more than I should. I just want to be treated like one of his sluts. "Make me cum then." He says, his voice low and intimidating. I do not ask further questions, I simply take his cock into my mouth, wrapping my lips around his tip, and sucking on it like it is lollipop. He grips my hair firmly, throwing his head back as groans of pleasure escapes hi