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It looked thick and a bit curved, making me blush as I thought of the thing right inside me. For an Asian, he was a bit big, but I didn’t want to be reminded of Lee or Lenard’s rough sex with me, treating me as if I was an object. I cleared my mind and scrutinised Carson’s harmless face. He had narrow eyes, like most Chinese men, a sharp nose and distinguished features. It was like I was watching a Chan movie where the supporting cast was made of men that were just as attractive as the leading actor during his younger days. “Let me satisfy you, Shea. I have the means to keep you satisfied.”

~RUBY I tried to sleep, to see if my mind would drag the thoughts threatening to overwhelm me into the hidden bottom of the abyss of my mind. I could not sleep. I kept thinking. Something about Xena's entry nagged at me, as though there was a hidden pattern I needed to unravel. Ash reportedly loved his sex in a rough, dominant way. Ethan wouldn't mind if the lady took control. I flashed back to the times I had sex with my husband since we got married, and how the sex seemed to be performed by two different people.

The sex club smelled like sweat, cum, and leather. Sariah stood beside her husband, tight dress clinging to her thighs, panties already damp just from the moans echoing through the dim room. She wanted to feel something. Anything. Keon hadn’t touched her right in months. Their fucking had turned soft, forgettable—quick strokes, no filth, no hunger. She missed being wrecked. Screamed for. Fucked until her pussy gushed. A couple moaned near the back room, the woman tied to a beam, her tits bouncing while some stranger slammed into her soaked cunt from behind.

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

She was pulling him even deeper into her hot steaming black hairy cunt. WOW!, he thought, Molly would never have the strength in her thighs to encircle me like this. God, she must be stronger than Molly, he realized as he continued to pound Kelly's warm sexy naked body. Then the thought that at some point in the near future he would most likely be watching this Asian woman he was fucking, in a fun tussle with his wife, Molly aroused him even further. Reaching the pinnacle of their sensual desire, a moment later the Antonio and Kelly both exploded in a mind-blowing climax. With an exhausted groan, he collapsed on top of the other wife's firm sweaty body.

Her lustful eyes looked up at me as she swirled her tongue around my shaft, pausing to flick her tongue on my tip to taste me. The Asian woman was rocking on the man's cock and began to moan as she reached an orgasm. The woman switched and the Italian woman happily hopped on the man's hard member. While the Asian woman was slow and sensual, the Italian liked to fuck fast and hard. She quickened the pace and bounced up and down on his hard cock. She had her back facing towards me, and her juicy ass slapped against the man's thighs. She began to speak in a language I didn't understand, although I think some of it was Italian.

I soon came in her mouth and I carried her on my torso. I placed her on the bed and kissed her again. She got on top of me and whispered, " I want you now Asher." She moaned and slowly sank my dick into her wet hole. I closed my eyes and groaned at the penetration. She continued working her wet core on my dick and moaned and took one of her nipples in my mouth. "Oh... God" she moaned as turned her around for a missionary sex position. I plunged deep into her and drilled her hard till we both came.

Lexi They kept fucking me like that for what felt like forever—long, deep strokes that kept me teetering right on the edge without letting me fall. My whole body was shaking, sweat slicking my skin, my pussy making the wettest, most obscene sounds every time they bottomed out. I could feel their cocks throbbing inside me, both of them fighting their own orgasms, veins pulsing against my walls. “Please… please…” I was crying now, actual tears of overwhelming pleasure and frustration. “I can’t hold it… I’m gonna cum… I’m so close… Zach, Julian, please let me cum…”

My mind was elsewhere, I couldn't fathom what really made Lawson display that non challant attitude towards our love life while a maid saw us having sex, and he is not bothered. “Lawson, why do you choose to embarrass us this way? Caroline saw us having sex, and I told you to let us go upstairs” I said immediately he lay beside me fuming in anger. “ What are you talking about? It's just sex and Caroline is not a child. Don't be like this, we can even have a threesome with her”. “What!!! You mean Caroline can actually join us while having sex? Who are you Lawson? I don't think I know the kind of man I got married to”.