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I ask driving my hips faster against his erection my hands hooked upon his shoulders for support as he dips the tips of his fingers into my sodden pussy feeling my dampness that has him grunt with ardour. "Then I would have savagely stolen your virginity from you only to return every night and fuck you against every piece of furniture you owned in that room." "Goddess yes," I whine arching my back shoving my needy cunt further onto his humungous cock as he rips apart my blouse to uncover my breasts to him yet his breath audibly hitches when he catches the red lace string that encircles each boob with his teeth. My cheeks flush even more as I watch him observe the lingerie for I have never wo

My voice was already husky. Ten minutes later the door opened. Lila came in. She wore a tight black latex corset that pushed her small breasts up. Below she wore only a tiny thong. Her blonde hair was in a high ponytail. She carried a black leather bag and smiled wickedly when she saw me strung up and exposed. “She’s pretty,” Lila purred as she set the bag down. “Already wet, too. Look at that pretty pink cunt glistening.” Marcus leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and watched. “Make her ache. I want her desperate. Use everything you need. Just Don’t let her come.”

I tapped on another picture of me sitting against the wall in a set of black lacy lingerie with my legs spread apart. I was holding a small silver vibrator against my underwear. “Just send both, stupid!” She smirked. I raised my eyebrows at her. “What? Might as well. It’ll give him some different options when he looks at your pictures to, ya know”—she made a jerking motion by her pelvis—“come.” " You can't just leave the poor man to stare at just one photo, can you? There's a reason p**n videos are long and dynamic" Angela said, still staring at the photos, scrolling and swiping through the numerous photos we took.

The air hummed with it. I straddled his lap in my floral lingerie, the sheer lace bra and matching panties I'd slipped into after my shower, knowing exactly what it would do to him. The pink roses embroidered on the fabric were delicate, almost innocent, but the way the lace hugged my curves felt anything but. Lucien was in his silk night pants, loose and dark gray, hanging low on his hips. No shirt. No underwear. Freeballing, as he'd casually admitted once with that half-smile that always made my knees weak. His chest was bare, warm brown skin glowing under the low lamp, muscles shifting as he pulled me closer.

My pussy’s already soaked just thinking about some stranger staring at it. Lingerie sat tucked in a quiet residential street just off the main drag, its glowing neon sign promising sin behind the innocent facade. The moment they stepped inside, the air hit Lila like warm honey—thick with the scent of expensive perfume, fresh lace, and unmistakable female arousal.

Samantha’s POV. I stood there, clad in just the sexy lingerie as the brothers surrounded me, with lust dancing in their eyes. "Fuck! So sexy." Kendrick groaned as he began to stroke his cock, while I just stood there, trying not to breathe too heavily. His dick was swelling underneath his legs, his balls dangling. Killian didn't relent either and was also rubbing his dick. It was just Kieran who kept smirking at me, like he wasn't naked with a very sexy item between his thighs.

My pussy was still sore from the two orgasms I’d fucked myself through after I killed the light, fingers buried knuckle-deep while I imagined that thick married cock spraying all over his window. I skipped classes, then drove straight to the mall, and spent every last dollar of my coffee-shop tips on the sluttiest lingerie I could find: a sheer black babydoll that was basically see-through mesh, so short it barely skimmed the bottom of my ass, and a tiny matching thong that disappeared between my cheeks like a fucking string. The lace was so delicate my puffy pink nipples poked straight through the fabric the second I tried it on in the dressing room.

I smirked at her rounded, flushed ass, landing another precise strike. By the fifth strike, Serra's smile was wide and radiant, showing she enjoyed every sting. Watching her surrender to the pleasure and pain made my d**k throb harder. I pulled her closer, my hands laid in her chins, planting softly kisses in her face, watching as her ear reddened in shyness..... My hands slipped downwards reaching for the straps of her lingerie, peeling them off. Serra collapsed into my arms, sealing me with a kiss and wrapping her arms around my neck. She pulled away from the kiss staring down at my torso.

She went back to the bed to move the sexy lingerie she was going to wear that night over to the closet, so that she could quickly change when they got back from their dinner date. When she picked up the bag from Victoria's Secret, she noticed it was already opened and askew. When she looked closer, she saw a piece of paper stapled to the lingerie. The oddity puzzled her, and she became quizzical. She then removed the delicate items and saw the handwritten note that was stapled to the expensive lingerie. Still confused, she read the note and immediately became frozen with fear.

Suddenly the woman leaned forward, pointing the cock upward with her hand, placing it between her boobs. “Ahh...” Sienna smiled. “Tittyfuck!” Indeed it was. The voyeur woman slid those dainty fingers in and out of her runny slit. It was an amazing scene to behold. These random boobs being squeezed and squished around this random cock; the girl lifted and lowered her body, stroking the shaft with her boobs as it were. Sienna loved it! The sight of a lean, sexy body being subjugated by a rigid penis. Down on her eyes, pleasuring the man whether he wanted it or not.