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He even left the door wide open, like he wanted me to see. Wait. Is this a trap? I took a step backward, my face set into a stern expression as I tried to hide the fact that I needed something to fill me up. My pussy was throbbing uncontrollably and it was getting painful. Xavier walked up to me, took my fingers that still glistened from the wetness of my pussy and sucked them into his mouth with a loud pop. My thighs clenched. Those pink lips sucked on my fingers with an intensity that made my legs weak. He bit it gently, and then licked like it was his favorite lollipop, making the pain to highlight the pleasure.

An electric sensation rising through my cock. The pace of their waists increased even faster, while they continued, tilting their necks sideways, the way I had seen it done on p**n sites. I mirrored their pace, stroking intensely. Now my eyes shut, a step backward from the door where I stood peeping. One of my hands placed on the door, as I stroked my cock fastly. “Fuck” I moaned, I hadn’t realized how loudly. Until when I perceived eyes watching me.

Cristina's POV. "Ahhh, Mmmm." A loud gasp came from the other side of the door, followed by rasped heavy breathing. That was exactly what I needed. Heat bloomed low in my core as I shoved the door open. The scene before me was like something out of my wildest fantasies and my nipples hardened under the tight leather gown I'd thrown on. In a corner was a woman, her legs spread far apart. One man pumped his fingers in and out of her wet cunt, making her quiver beneath him while another guy fucked her throat hard, slamming against her again and again as his groans escaped his mouth.

Bianca’s lying on the bed, her legs spread with a teen girl, given how she looks, lies between her spread legs, eating her pussy while a man, probably in his forties, straddles Bianca’s face, shoving his cock in and out of her mouth. And she’s blowing the man’s cock like a pro even as she rides the tongue of the girl licking her pussy. Dominus groans at the sight, twitching with hunger inside me. This looks amazing. Appetizing. Bianca gets half of her sexual partners from a p**n site, most of whom are actors, while the rest are viewers wanting to hook up with others. That’s the extent she’ll go for pleasure. At first, I was against it, but now, not so much, because I’ve seen the things she e

CHAPTER 51. THE RELENTLESS STORM SELENE'S POV "Fuck, fuck." The word tears from my throat, a raw, ragged sound, yet it’s drowned out, absorbed by the relentless rhythm of his body against mine. I’m crying out loud, guttural pleas, desperate whimpers, but he doesn’t give me a chance to breathe, not even a single, fleeting gasp. He moves faster, a primal force, pounding into me, slamming his hips against mine with an unyielding power that leaves me breathless and utterly consumed. The sound of our skins, slick with sweat and desire, is getting louder, a wet, rhythmic slapping that echoes through the room. It’s much, *much* wetter than before, a lewd, visceral symphony that reverberates through

she managed to ask, her professional instincts not entirely abandoned. Felix reached into his desk drawer, retrieving a condom with practiced ease. "I want to be clear," he said, even as he tore the packet open. "This changes nothing professionally." Wendy squeezed his length lightly. "Less talking, more fucking, Mr. Harrington." His eyes flashed at her boldness. In one swift movement, he rolled on the condom and positioned himself at her entrance. "Is this what you've been wanting?" he asked, teasing her with just the tip. "Your boss bending you over his desk?"

I was too afraid of the repercussions, both legally and morally. But with my conscience now at ease, I decided to go on p**n sites to quench my thirst for violent sex, and I watched them all: "rape" videos - it was obvious it was only role play - bondage, sadism, blackmail, humiliation. I couldn't get enough. What's more, every time I jerked off to those images I pictured me doing it to one of the women in my life, and the woman who starred in almost every fantasy was Mrs. Gavelle .

Sex shops, selling plastic penises, rubber items, day-glo French ticklers and a riotous assortment of garish underwear, plied their trade like static whores. I clung to my lover’s arm as we walked, both of us enjoying the stares, the glances of startled appreciation. Maybe some of them recognised me. I could almost hear their thoughts. ‘Isn’t that... No, it can’t be.’ My lover was so obviously a lot younger than me, but I was still quite a catch. I have an ex-model’s slender figure and good legs. The slim designer dress and high heels showed them off to advantage. My lover pointed across Great Windmill Street. “There,’ he said. ‘That's the place. Interesting, eh?’

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