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"That's because you've never looked for it... but in any market there's... just get there and ask for the sex oil for back there. Not only... the doctors also have access to these products and they explain better how to use." Archie frowned, "I see..." "By the way... why do you ask all these questions? Do you want to sleep with a man..." Archie frowned, getting all horrified. "Of course not... I like women... I just thought, if it's good for a man... it should be good for a woman too... maybe I can use it on the princess..." Ian held up his hands in surrender. "And how do you know that? You're the most suspicious here..." "Jeannette has a cousin who talks about these deviant sexual orientati

She screamed when she had the chance to go near me. I acted shocked, then laughed. “Oh yes, I am. If you want to find further details, go ask your boyfriend how his hard cock satisfied this pussy of a whore. That might help you to pleasure him more so he wouldn’t need to look for a new pussy to fill in with his cock.” Then I walked away. Our forbidden sex continued for the rest of the trip. There were times when we’d do it in the bathroom, on the outside, in the darkest area of the island, and more.

Theo hissed when she gripped him harder, stroking him. Ria bit her bottom lip, face flushed as a plan formed in her head. Mr Gordon was good-looking. His cock felt bigger than the ones she was used to, which wasn't a lot considering she'd only had sex four times. She didn't think she would mind getting fucked by him, especially since she would be getting even with Vivian. She posted her nudes; Ria fucked her dad, and it seemed like a win-win. "We can't," Theo groaned, his entire shaft throbbed and leaking precum at the tip, contradicting his words. Ria pressed hard on his cock, gripping the tip and caressing it.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

She gasped at the shock, the sheer, filthy decadence of it. Finally, he undid his trousers, his cock springing free, hard and ready. He didn't hesitate. He plunged into her, his cock sliding into her wet, waiting pussy with one long, smooth, deep stroke. She cried out, a sound of pure relief and unadulterated pleasure. He began to fuck her, hard and fast. As he moved, their bodies smeared the paint on the canvas beneath them. They were creating a chaotic, beautiful mess. The sounds of their sex—the wet slap of skin on skin, their ragged moans and grunts—were mixed with the squelching of paint being ground into the canvas.

“But I think we need to slow down a little and try something new together. Something I’ve been wanting to do with you.” She reached for the remote and turned on the large TV in their bedroom. She opened a hidden folder and selected a video. The screen lit up with two gorgeous women locked in an intense scissoring position — their pussies pressed tightly together, sliding and grinding in slow, wet circles. Their moans were loud, breathy, and real. One woman was on top, rolling her hips in perfect figure-eights while the other arched her back and gripped her thighs, their swollen clits rubbing visibly with every slippery movement.

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“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.

Her breasts bounced on the kitchen counter each time the man gave her a hard thrust. Xavier arched his back as his head fell backwards, hands moving up and down his long cock. “Ohh fuckk.” He groaned. I stood there transfixed. He looked so hot and the sight of it made me even wetter. I imagined him pumping into me while I screamed his name or be the one sitting on the top of his long cock and stare at his handsome features while he pleasures me. “Fuck..Argh…Aurora yess baby.” He let out a deep growl as he increased his pace, eyes tightly shut and mouth slightly agape, he groaned again. “Aurora…I’m cumming!”