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He fucked her with savage, short strokes, one hand stroking Priya’s clit while the other choked his sister lightly, reminding her of the blood they shared. The chamber grew sweltering. Sweat poured off their bound bodies. The scent of sex — sweet pussy, salty sweat, masculine musk, holy Ganges water, blood, incense, and bhang — became overwhelming. Vikram used a leather strap blessed in mockery of Shiva’s trident, cracking it across their asses and bound tits, leaving bright red welts that made them scream and cum even harder, their pussies clenching and squirting with every strike. “Recite the Kama Sutra while I fuck you,” he snarled, pounding Lakshmi mercilessly. “But twist every verse int

****** ~NEXT GENERATION BOOKS OF MISTRESS~ HIS VICIOUS LOVE – A tale of dark obsession Aadhvik Richand - Sahita “Call me fucking obsessive bastard but that’s I am for you, my sweet little love.” “Your love for me is insane and my heart is too fragile to match its intensity." HIS WIFE - A shackle for her Adrika Raichand – Ridmay Aahuja “I have seen my whole life that love is nothing but pain and suffering and you have proved it by breaking my heart. Marrying you was my biggest mistake, I will correct it by shooting a bullet in the middle of your head, you fucking bastard.”

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

Right from they rape to now,I felt so good letting her share my secret. I’m so glad my step father can’t harm me from here. “That man is really wicked” “He’s worse than wicked” “Don’t think about it anymore.Remember the master is choosing a bed chamber maid tomorrow”she giggled. “What’s a bed chamber maid and what’s so special about it?” “Being a bed chamber maid,you get to serve the master on bed” “That’s crazy like have sex” “I wish it would be me.He’s so damn handsome” “You are just like your sister.Boy freak but I think she’s worse” “I’m not a boy freak” “You are”

Her hands traveled towards his erected member crying desperately to come out of his track-pants when Adhyayan murmured, “Anvesha, as much as I want this, I think we should wait till marriage” Anvesha gave him a dirty glare as she murmured, “I think I can calm this down even without the sex, Mr. Anhedonic". Her hands travelled inside his track pants, lowering down his lowers and freeing his member. She caressed his length teasing him all the while till he could not take any longer and shot his fluids on her hands and on her bedsheets that screamed of sex. With a desire to return the favor, he lowered down her hot pants and panties and latched his lips down there. Licking and lapping his tongu

“What is she talking about?” He didn’t answer. His jaw clenched. His silence was worse than any confession. Celeste’s laughter split the air again, high and cruel. “Ah, there it is. The silence that damns.” She spread her arms wide, as though presenting us on some twisted stage. “The lover who bleeds for you, Aria, but bleeds secrets too. Tell me, how long will your lust last when you realize it’s built on lies?” Julian finally snapped, his voice breaking like thunder. “Enough!”

Elise’s POV I stayed exactly as he had left me, bent over the reading table, cheek against the cool wood, skirt tangled around my ankles, the open manuscript only inches from my face. Grant’s cum was already sliding down the insides of my thighs in slow, warm trails. The air in the special-collections room felt heavier now, thick with the scent of sex and old paper and the faint trace of his cologne. He stepped closer. The wet head of his cock brushed my lower lip. I opened without being told.

Zee’s voice was quiet but firm. Nina nodded even though Zee couldn’t see. “We had sex, Zee. I couldn’t stop it. I didn’t even try hard enough to stop it.” “Oh, Nina…” Nina’s chest felt tight, like something heavy pressed against it. “The worst part? I enjoyed it. God, I enjoyed it so much, and it scares me because… I love Adrian. I really do. But when Marcus touches me… it’s different. Rougher. Darker. It makes me feel alive in a way I can’t explain.”

Chapter 1 ’m sitting here in bed, typing this story on my laptop. I’m naked. My face smells like pussy. My dick is limp and worn-out. My best friend Zachary’s wife, Carol, also naked, is entering the shower. She is beautiful. Her bare ass wiggles as she regulates the water temperature valve. I see her breasts bounce as she moves. Her brown pussy forms a triangle at the top of her legs. She has just coaxed another load of semen from my exhausted dick. Her crotch is wet with a combination of my and her cum.

he gasped, hips jerking as he spilled into the condom, every twitch of her orgasm milking the release from him. He collapsed over her, panting into her neck, the scent of sex thick in the air. They lay tangled in sweat and heat, chests rising and falling in sync. Outside, the city shimmered. Behind glass walls, the lights were still on. Perhaps someone across the way had watched. Mia smiled to herself. Let them.