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She was now sitting on Declan's lap, which allowed him free access to her core via the vibrator he was manipulating inside her while lip-lapping her aroused breasts. "Who's tastier and better, huh? Tell me Margaux! Tell me!" Declan then performed a quick rotation and exit-entry into her now salivating tunnel. "Say it! Fuck!" Margaux can't even say anything because she just howled loudly, followed by the hissing of her sweet juices from within, but Declan didn't stop. "I don't mind if you can't walk again tomorrow; just remember that this is your punishment for having sex with that jerk Dexter....Fuck it!"

She gagged as she closed her hand around his cock and then began a quick pumping of it, hoping to make him come quickly and to get the awful act over and done with. “Slow and sexy,” the man panted in caution. “Otherwise no shower.” Tessa resisted the urge to tell him to keep it and slowed her pace. She gave little saps of supposed pleasure to encourage him to reach his climax sooner. The feel of his warm, pulsing cock in her hand made her feel sick and the fact that it was black worse still. She kept her eyes closed and swallowed hard, using a lighter touch to wank him, once again to speed his end. Too late she sensed him coming and recoiled in disgust as a jet of his warm, sticky sperm hit

he declares, his hands gripping her hips possessively, guiding her movements in a primal display of dominance. Meanwhile, Dexter, seated on the armrest, watched with a mix of carnality and salacity. His cock stood proud, aching for attention as he observed the erotic display before him. "Suck my cock, doll," he whispers, his voice a husky invitation as he gripped Astrid's hair, bringing her head towards his throbbing member. Her lips parted to welcome him in as she continued to grind Phoenix with an insatiable hunger. The scene was a whirlwind of passion and indulgence, each participant consumed by pleasure, leaving them all breathless and yearning for more.

Saliva dripped down our chins…our hands found each other and we held on tight. He pulled out and moved to the other side of the desk. He spread my legs wider and pushed his thick cock into my pussy in one smooth thrust. I cried out. He felt even bigger than I imagined. He fucked me with steady, deep strokes while his fingers rubbed Sophie’s clit. “Touch each other,” he ordered. I reached over and slid two fingers into Sophie’s wet pussy. She was dripping. She moaned and did the same to me, fingers curling inside me while Professor Voss kept pounding my cunt.

We don't need to plan ahead and ruin all the surprises. I sometimes find it funny that the game he wanted to play with me was now our daily routine, even though according to rules we seduced each other only one time but after he tore those contracts like my panties on our first night it's pretty much all seduction now. Breakfast seduction, going to work seduction, elevator seduction, bedroom seduction, shower seduction, couch seduction, car seduction and I just lost count after that.

He didn't care, he would fuck her for the night, and let her be from the next morning. He was by her side on the bed, kissing her again. His hand found its way to her breasts, fondling them each in seconds. He was loving the way she moaned and kissed him, and now it was time for the real deal. He stopped instantly, knelt over her and pulled his belt. He let go of his shirt and lastly, his briefs existed. The fire in her eyes when he stared, turned him on and off over and over again. "Already," she told him.

I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk straight. The sexting escalated late into the night—filthy, detailed, and desperate. Seb described exactly how he wanted to bend her over his new kitchen counter, eat her ass until she begged, choke her lightly while pounding her from behind. Isabella, growing bolder and wetter with every message, sent short videos of her fingering herself on the bathroom floor, moaning his name as quietly as she could so Alex wouldn’t wake. Her fingers moved frantically, chasing the pleasure his words promised. By morning, she was soaked, aching, and utterly consumed by need.

Yours forever the caption on their proposal pictures said, and I felt a stupid wave of relief. It was weird seeing her in a more normal context, without her pussy spread with a huge dildo, and slut scrawled across her tits. I couldn’t help but wonder how many other people on Grace’s friends list Julian might have had sex with. How many others had been desperate for him, offering themselves up for dildos and marker pen? What else had he done with them? What were the limits of his filth?

Freya asked, feeling a bit shy. "No, I mean seductive loungewear. Silks. Lace. Things that look effortless but make him stay awake at night thinking about you," Anastasia explained. "But here is the most important part: Make him crave you. Make him want you, and then... starve him. Men love the chase, Freya. They like women who are confident and seductive, but they hate it when it’s too easy. If you give it to him on a silver platter, he’ll think you’re cheap. You have to be a prize he has to win."

"Squeeze my breasts. Lick me." I placed my hand on his shoulders and swayed my hips on his cock. I moaned again and again, sweet pleasure overtaking my body. Adair squeezed my breasts in just the right amount while I bought down my hips on his angry cock. The forbidden sounds added to the pleasure. I looked down at the action happening between us, my eyes beholding the dirty image. I watched as my vagina lips parted and took his thick cock inside me. I moaned and directed Adair's gaze to our joined parts.