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The raw rough sex, we needed the release. Cole kissed me and his tongue explored every part of my mouth. We came together and was both covered in sweat. But I know Cole he wasn't done with me and I wanted more. He bend me over the desk and let me hold on to it. He spread my legs wider and shove his dick back in my pussy from behind. He held my waist and thrust in and out of me. I lost count of the orgasms we both had. Now we are both lying on the floor over the scattered documents of Leo's medical records. ~ Cole's POV ~

“Eat my pussy while he fucks you. My perfect husband… taking cock so well.” The sensations were overwhelming — Marcus’s thick cock pounding my prostate with every stroke, Alexa’s wet pussy on my face, her moans mixing with mine. The dirty talk never stopped. “Look at your wife riding your face while I breed this ass,” Marcus grunted, his hips slamming harder. “Such a good married couple. Letting me use both of you. I’m going to fill you up, Ryan. Pump your husband full while your wife watches.” A sudden surge of sensation rushed through me . muscles shook and a tight knot of pleasure formed low in my belly.

☆ Graphic violence mixed with sexuality: Rough sex, violent thrusting, slapping, hair-pulling, biting, marking, bruising, light to moderate injury during sex, CNC with resistance and struggle, primal play, predator/prey dynamics, and consensual violence within erotic contexts. ☆ Power dynamics and extreme dominance/submission: Total power exchange, 24/7 lifestyle D/s, master/slave relationships, pet/slave training, sexual servitude, free-use households, harem dynamics, and complete sexual ownership. ☆ Explicit bodily fluids and functions: Large volumes of cum, multiple creampies, cum inflation, dripping, leaking, spitting, snowballing, rimming, golden showers (watersports), scat play (in som

she said. He raised an eyebrow in surprise. "No, I'm not like... secretly a man or anything," she said, blushing a little. She sighed in embarrassment before smirking at him. After a few seconds of turning red, she finally continued. "I... love sex. I mean... I really... really love sex." "Good," he said with a chuckle. "So do I." "But... what I mean is... I love rough sex," she continued. "And when I say rough, I mean rough."

A masked highway-man pressed a lady against a carriage, her skirts whipped high as he penetated her with a weapon longer and thicker than his pistol. The study seemed to vibrate with the heat and grind of passion as Karen viewed the hump backed beast, transvestites, flagellation; dirty old men with grotesque, distended members and huge sagging testicles; beautiful youths with spritely cocks springing eagerly from thick pubic hair, their balls firm and taut. No aspect of physical congress was left unexplored. Women with women, men with men, women with men, every variation under the sun depicted - a seething bacchanalia.

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!”

*Warning: This chapter contains material you may find distressing, including coarse language and depictions related to themes of sex, rape, abuse and violence. ***** RUM An hour earlier… “HARDER! HARDER, RUM BABY!” My hand shot out to cover those pretty red lips as I continued slamming into her, hard and fast… and wild. “Shut the fuck up!” I hissed. “You want people to hear us!” She shook her head as more moans slipped through her greasy lips. “Oh God… fuck, you’re so good, baby! It’s so big… it’s tearing me apart!”

He pulled my face towards his and roughly kissed me, and I matched him, passion for passion. Without breaking the kiss, he tore the clothes off my body. Guess who will be getting rough sex tonight? Rough guess? Me Hehe. He opened my legs and walked into the middle of my thigh. The atmosphere was charged, we were crazy with each other, scratching and clawing at each other. Then he flipped me over, pushing my upper body down leaving my lower body to open to him. And slowly he slides into me, causing me to growl like an animal. The sensation was earth-shattering

It was rough, desperate, and so damn good. She had never been interested in such rough sex before. The thought had never really crossed her mind. But now? The slight way that Rome's nails stung as they bit into her skin, the feeling of the hard wall against her back as it resisted his attempts to drive her through it, the way his member slammed into the deepest parts of her body over and over and over again. It was intoxicating. She couldn't get enough of it. And, apparently, neither could he. "God, you feel so fucking good."

It would be better to get her out of my head and let her find a guy who fits her expectations. "What do you mean by rough and rustic?" Manu asked after a silence that seemed monumental. "I mean, Manu, that I'm not the romantic type, that sex isn't always in bed, and that I'm not satisfied with just one round. I like hard, hot sex, no-nonsense, mind-blowing, wild, and with a lot of mutual excitement. I can be gentle, but sometimes I'm more direct, let's put it that way." I looked at her seriously. – I like women who know what they want, in life and in bed, determined women who don't hold back, which isn't common among young people like you, who dream of a romantic guy.