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His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

I lose control completely, moaning and shaking between them. “Look at you taking two family cocks in that tight little pussy,” Xane groans. “Such a little dirty whore.” Theo reaches around and rubs my clit fast. “We are going to keep you full of cum all weekend long, you belong to us now.” The double penetration sends me into another shattering orgasm. I squirt hard around both cocks, soaking their balls and the bed, my screams fill the room as my body convulses in pleasure. Theo pulls out first and strokes himself rapidly, he explodes across my back, breasts and face with thick cum. Xane follows seconds later, pumping one final cum deep inside me.

Emma moaned like a whore, cumming again and again until she was a trembling, cum-covered mess. Finally, both men knelt over her. Marcus stroked his thick cock while David pumped his. They came almost together thick ropes of cum landing on Emma’s tits, face, and open mouth. She swallowed what she could, moaning in ecstasy as the hot loads painted her body. They collapsed together on the bed, bodies entwined, breathing heavy, the room reeking of sex. David kissed Emma softly, whispering, “We’re going to have a lot to talk about…but fuck, that was hot.”

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

My walls clamped down on him, milking him, my pussy jumping in frantic, wet spasms. Nathaniel let out an animalistic roar. He didn't pull out. He shoved himself deeper than he ever had before, his body shaking as he filled me with his hot, angry seed. He stayed there for a long time, his forehead resting against the back of my neck, both of us panting like wounded animals while the sink faucet dripped into the basin. He pulled out with a wet, squelching sound and let go of my hair. I slumped over the sink, my legs like jelly, the scent of sex and expensive cologne thick in the air.

Orgasm after orgasm rips through me until I’m a sobbing, shaking mess, squirting messily around her pistoning cock, thighs quivering uncontrollably. Sweat clings onto our skin, mixing with my juices. The room smells like sex and cinnamon and raw need. Finally, Lira roars, burying herself to the hilt. Her cock pulses hot and thick inside me, flooding my clenching pussy with rope after rope of hot, tingling demonic cum. It feels endless, leaking out around her shaft as she keeps grinding through her own climax, tail thrashing. She doesn’t pull out. Instead, she collapses on top of me, still buried deep, her tongue lazily licking the sweat from my neck while her cock twitches inside my overstim

“Now you get to watch what real cocks can do.” The bedroom door opened by itself. Two men stepped in. At least… they used to be men. Both were tall, heavily muscled, skin slightly very red under the lights and when a shadowy edge. Their eyes glowed faint orange, and their cocks hung thick and heavy, with unreal lengths, bouncing as they walked in, and already leaking thick precum that smelled like smoke and sex. Lila dropped to her knees like a starving whore and began stroking them, one hand on each.

************** Burning Sex1 The loud grunts from a man in the thrall of unbridled passion echoed through the darkness. I lay face down on the bed with my ass in the air and the huge mountain of a man relentlessly pounding his thick cock into me. Slap, slap, slap. our flesh merged in an almost violent frenzy of lust. my face was contorted and sweaty as this heated exchange of pent-up desire released the fury of a raging fire I had long thought lost. I was about to climax again. No man had taken me to this realm of sexual delight before. No man could vanquish this need and fulfill the darkened desires I craved. Until I met HIM.

Every movement of her hand against the canvas mirrored the sensation of tracing a lover’s body, coaxing hidden pleasures to the surface. But then there was sex, a different kind of art. Raw, untamed, and all-consuming. The rhythm of intertwined bodies, the heat of skin meeting skin, the unapologetic hunger. She wasn’t a stranger to lust or the tangled heat of passion, but nothing in her past had prepared her for him.