Novel & Cerita Rough Sex

The sound of skin meeting skin filled the kitchen, the kitchen now smelled like steak, sweat, and raw sex. “I’m coming… I’m coming, Ron,” I screamed. I couldn’t hold it back any longer. Then his fingers dug deeper into my skin, pulling my butt harder and faster against his hips, with a loud, guttural groan. “Yes… Gosh! June… Come with me, baby.” He grunted, vibrating against my hips, his finger leaving marks on my butt as he splashed his fluid all over my bare butt. Our chest heaved at once. My legs were shaking like they would let out at once.

"She just birthed twins. I couldn't get the friction I wanted. So, I ended up fisting her slack lips till she came." "Nah.....no pussy can be slack with his monster in them." Kane bragged, wrapping a hand around Jax's to pump himself harder. "Moving on. Do you guys like slow or rough sex? " Came the next question. "Rough!" Jax growled, abs tightening indicating he was close to coming. "Slamming into her without stopping, hitting her ass while she cries and begs." "Slow at first, then rough." Rocco said in a husky voice. "I love buildup. Tease at first, then pound the bitch raw."

Roxy Kane was no longer pretending to be tough. She lay sprawled across the wide metal bench on her back, legs forced wide apart and held open by Jax and Riley’s strong hands. Her firm ass and thighs glowed an angry, throbbing red from countless spankings. Both her holes, pussy and ass gaped openly, red and swollen, leaking a steady mix of her own juices and the winners’ spit. Her platinum-blonde hair was matted to her forehead with sweat, and her once-sharp blue eyes were now glassy and unfocused. Her own futa cock, still rock-hard despite everything, lay twitching against her toned stomach, the head shiny with fresh precum. Carla “The Crusher” Morales stood between Roxy’s spread thighs lik

The room filled with the wet sound of skin slapping against skin—slap, slap, slap—mixed with Rosen's muffled sobs and the squelching lubricant churned by every stroke. The smell of sweat and rut hung over everything, thick enough to taste. Rosen tried to fight it. His thighs shook. His fingers clawed at the sheets and lost purchase. Then his body convulsed—back bowed, heels digging into the mattress—and a violent orgasm ripped through him, his cock spurting over the mattress and his stomach in hot ropes while his hole clenched around Killian's scaled shaft in milking spasms, drawing a low growl from the man above him.

My toes curled hard. Adrian did not wait. He fucked me like an animal. Standing tall at the edge of the bed, he pounded into me with deep, ruthless strokes. Each thrust made my whole body jerk. His heavy balls slapped loudly against my ass, wet and sticky. The sound of skin hitting skin filled the small room — loud, filthy, and constant. “Fuuck, you’re so wet,” he growled. Sweat dripped from his chest onto my stomach. His hands gripped my hips so tight I knew they would leave sharp bruises. He pulled me onto his cock again and again, using my body roughly.

My body rocked violently between them, drool running down my chin as my holes were brutally used. The room filled with the wet, filthy sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, mixed with our desperate moans. The rogues fucked us like animals on a timer — hard, fast, and merciless. Rita’s tits bounced wildly as she was double-penetrated, her belly already slightly swollen from the previous loads. “Harder! Knot me before they get here!” she begged, voice hoarse and dripping with lust. “I want Keiran to see me locked on real cock!”

The taller one behind her grunted and slammed harder, the force making her breasts swing and her arms tremble where they braced on the bed. Sweat ran down Roxy’s back. The taller one reached around and rubbed between her legs while he fucked her, rough circles that made her thighs shake. She moaned around the cock in her mouth. After a while, they switched, the dark-haired man moved behind her and pushed inside while the taller one sat where the other had been.

I picked her up then put her against the wall and started kissing on her rough as we both breathed hard I felt her juices dripping onto my body down my thighs making me harder and what was the last stroll as I thrusted inside her roughly, she wants it rough she gon get it rough, she moaned and groaned as I went deeper into her, I should really get a hang of this fucking....we were at it for an hour I was about to bust a nut... " oh-shit!- mama you don't wanna see this" I heard Joshua voice dang!

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The room felt alive and vibrant, a reflection of the person who inhabited it. “Oh wow! I didn't know you played the guitar as well, or paint.” She whispered to herself even though Zach wasn't in the room. It was empty when she came in. She could have sworn she heard his voice and asked her to come in before though. Suddenly, she heard a rustling sound from the adjoining bathroom, and her heart quickened. Zach emerged, a towel draped over his shoulders, and wearing a grey pair of sweatpants that was low on his waist, showing off the deep V of his lower abdomen, his damp hair falling messily across his forehead. He had abs that looked like they were carved from a rock and she realized that he