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Cheryl sighed and looked off into the distance, her brown eyes taking on a far-off look. “I can’t wait to write it,” I answered and snickered. It was going to be so much fun. “I’m already thinking of titles.” “Hot men fall over themselves to get in on polyamorous love,” Kim teased and moved her arms out as if following the headline. “Men desperate to prove how big their dicks are, get them out to prove it,” Cheryl joined in and we all laughed at that one. “It’s that bad,” I answered with a nod. “I’ve got so many dick pics on my phone now I could start my own website.”

he said darkly. “She’s gonna cúm just from sucking cóck.” Clara’s jaw ached as the thick cóck pushed in and out of her mouth spit running down her chin and dripping onto her tits. The man gripping her hair pulled her head back and looked down at the mess she’d become. “Look at this sloppy hole” he said shoving back in until she gagged loud around him. “Drooling, choking, eyes watering perfect little cóck slave” The other man knelt beside her, his hand still buried between her thighs. His fingers worked her pussy open spreading her folds so both of them could hear the wet sounds.

"Guys, it turns out that the girl in the sex tape is Mr. Brando's wife. No one knows where they live. And from what I hear, they live in an ordinary house. How cool is that? He's very rich, but he choose a simple life." "Too bad, that Nattie is someone's wife. I thought she was a prostitute. I wanted to use my savings to sleep with her." "Nattie deserves ten million wons. She has a perfect body." "I still have the sex tape. Really, I'll kill for those tits. She made me cum five times today." "She is truly the hottest girl I have ever seen. I want to fuck her so bad." "Let's gangbang her. Imagine her screaming in pleasure haha."

They alternated, spit-roasting me, hands pinning my wrists. I came repeatedly, body shaking, until they both pulled out, cumming on my tits and face. Hot ropes of semen marked me, their possession complete. As we lay tangled, sweat-slicked, I knew this was just the beginning. My deceptions were unravelling into reality, and I craved every taboo moment.

Alfred and Lisa, we're meant to be from the onset. But if there was one thing, Daniel so much believed was that “**Nothing can ever stand in between two people who love each other** THE END That's the end of The Billionaire’s Sex Slave. There is Book 2 titled “The Bella’s”. It's all about the quadruplets but I won't be posting it yet because I'm still trying to compose the book. So guys watch out for my next story title “CINDERELLA AND HER BEAUTIFUL OCTUPLETS” please do well to support me in my next story. You can click on the follow button so you'll be notified when the story is out.

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.

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

“Skip it, slut. Show your husband who really comes first now.” Emma bit her lip hard, her eyes glassy with a toxic mix of lust, shame, and addiction. The phone buzzed again. She let it go to voicemail. Then, like the obedient whore she was becoming, she reached down without being told and spread her trembling legs wider, offering her plugged, leaking holes to them.

Selena’s moans grew louder, more broken, as unwanted orgasms tore through her. They passed her around like a shared bottle of whiskey. A French aristocrat made her suck him under the table while another man fucked her from behind. Two men took her at once: one in her pussy, and the other one forcing his way into her tight ass despite her sobbing protests. The burning stretch turned into a dark, overwhelming fullness that made her come so hard she nearly blacked out. Samson watched it all from his throne-like chair, slowly stroking his massive cock. When they’d used her thoroughly, leaving her dripping with cum from multiple men, he finally claimed her again.

The shelter on 9th and Crenshaw looked smaller than Meekey expected. Just a square of brick and peeling paint, wedged between an auto shop and a boarded-up deli. But when she stepped inside, warmth radiated from every corner—blankets stacked neatly in bins, laughter drifting from the kitchen, volunteers handing out hot bowls of soup to people who hadn’t eaten since yesterday. It was the kind of place Meekey never would’ve stepped foot in before prison. Back then, her pride was too sharp. She used to think places like this were for the weak.