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"Dr. Cross, my heart was bothering me last night. It's been over twelve hours. Waiting for you to check on me — I'd be cold in a box by now." Adrian looked at his mother and chose not to call out the lie. He stood up, as if to leave. "Well, if you're feeling better, keep reading. I have things to do." "Stop right there!" Vivian's eyes widened. "I'm not finished." She slapped the book in her hand onto the coffee table, cover side up. Two titles stared back at him: Andrology and Sexual Medicine, and The Self-Help Guide to Improving Sexual Function: A Therapist's Manual.

“So fucking tight. This pussy’s been waiting for me, hasn’t it? Waiting for a real man to stretch it open.” “Ahhhh… yesss… please…” I moaned louder, my hands fisting the sheets. My thighs trembled around his head. He added a third finger, stretching me, scissoring them while sucking hard on my clit. The pressure built fast, coiling tight in my belly. He pulled back just as I was about to tip over the edge, his chin shiny with my juices. “Not yet, baby. I want to feel you come on my cock.” Alex shoved his sweatpants down. His cock sprang free, thick, long, veined, the head already leaking precum. He stroked himself once, twice, smirking down at me as I stared, panting.

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

"The Sex Chronicles! Hey, seriously?! That's exactly what you're giving them?” He glanced at me and grinned. “Why? There’s nothing wrong with it. Besides, they might gonna need it as they enter the journey of married life! This can awaken and intensify their s*xual arousal so that the couple can produce baby Celyns and baby Johanns right away!" I glared at him. “You’re really crazy, aren’t you?” He laughed like I threw the best humor ever! “What’s so wrong about gifting this book to a couple on their wedding!”

I ask as we arrive at the sexuality section. "Funny, I thought they had dispelled that old myth about different types and everyone agrees there's just the one kind now," she says. "Type of book, I meant!" I feel my face flush and I know I'm probably blushing. "I knew what you meant," she says, patting me on the arm, playfully. "I was just kidding!" Her smile shows beautiful white teeth between her thick, ruby lips. "That was good!" I return her wide smile and recover my composure. "There really are a lot of different types of orgasm books. Here's one called The Multi-Orgasmic Woman," I tell her, pulling a book from the shelf.

MY MOTHER'S NAUGHTY SECRETS Leona POV And with the heat came him. Marco. I felt his hands on my skin, the way he pinned me to the bed like I was all he wanted. Remembering the sound of his voice in my ear, his soft lips parting mine with a hot kiss made me feel tingles down my pussy. I closed my eyes my mind drifting to the times we had sex. I could almost feel his touch on my skin. I didn’t know when I laid my back against the wall, the journal slipping beside me.

“No one’s ever put it like that before. Not my exes. Not even my therapist.” “Most people don’t think about sex as anything more complicated than missionary versus doggy style.” He shrugged. “But you saw my nightstand. That’s just the shallow end of the pool.” “Should I start with Fifty Shades of Grey?” I asked, my voice half teasing, half desperate. “No.” He laughed, a warm rumble. “That’s terrible research. If you want to learn, I’ll give you better books.” “BDSM?” “Sexuality. Behavior. Safe practices. Power dynamics. Consent.” His hand slid higher, cupping my hips, pulling me down so that his arousal pressed hard against the slick heat at my center. His face hovered inches from mine. “Kno

Ch-3 --------------------- I responded by pushing her back down, lips locked. I then grabbed her firm behind in my powerful hands, clutching her desperately to me. With the head of my cock aimed squarely at the cervix opening, the tiny slit in that uncut head dilated to the size of a screwdriver handle. Just then, wave after wave of sperm laden semen was emitted by that powerful tool. Five, six, and finally nine lengthy shots of potent seed were sent by my virile swollen testes. They went from the size of small grapefruit back down to medium peaches as my huge load of babymaking sperm was transferred lovingly and purposefully from man to woman. That tsunami of babybatter arrived with the exp

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

And yet Roth Dimitri has no idea that his best friend has wet dreams about him, Tristan thought to himself as Roth continued to speak, “That girl is into you, mark my words.” Tristan shook his head in denial, cackling, “Oh Roth, you have only met women like that in your life. All of them are not only after sex. I doubt Eleanor even thinks about sex at all, let alone having it with me.” Roth snickered, “Tristan, as the sex doctor, let me tell you one thing, everyone, even people who claim to be asexual or least active sexually think about sex - some more than others, but everyone does.” Roth looked at Tristan with a piercing look that made it impossible for Tristan to hold his gaze. He felt h