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“Who is your dream man? Whose cock would you suck until he came into your mouth?” I can't say, I wouldn't say it was her dad who fed my sexiest fantasies. I was starting back up the mountain of lust from her fingers in me. I felt my pussy get hotter and wetter where her fingers were. I pleaded, “Please, don't stop. Oh! gud, this feels so good.”

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I'd do anything…absolutely anything to get inside those doors. My obsession started small. I saved every penny from my dead-end office job, researching the club's elusive reputation through underground forums and hushed conversations with friends who knew someone who knew someone. The requirements were brutal: no experience necessary but unbreakable will demanded. They sought women who could handle the intensity, who wouldn't shatter under the weight of unyielding commands. I applied online through a discreet portal, attaching photos that showed off my curves, full breasts, wide hips, long legs that trembled at the mere idea of being spread wide. My message was simple: ‘I'll prove my devotio

"You should be worried about what your mom is going to do when she finds out you've been sneaking her perfume to school." Ashley sniffed her jacket, laughing hard at my words, "She'll definitely kill me. By the way, how do I look?" "Like a high school slut who smuggles dildos in her bag.” I replied, nonchalantly eyeing her playfully. Ashley pouted. "Whatever. I'm the sexiest person you'll ever meet, you know?". She said, but I didn't reply.

I gasped as warm, slick fingers slid between my thighs again. “Asher—” “Shh,” he murmured. “We’re not done with you yet.” And then his mouth was on my shoulder, while Alex’s lips returned to mine, more possessive this time hungrier. Their bodies pressed to mine underwater, skin to skin, and I let go. Again. Right there, against the edge of a billionaire’s moonlit pool, with two powerful men worshipping me like I was their goddess. And for tonight, I was. The water stilled around us, rippling gently in the wake of everything we’d just done. I floated in their arms languid, boneless, completely wrecked in the best way possible.

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.

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

(A short story) THEY WEREN'T THE biggest he’d ever seen, but boy did they look firm! Niall Christopher spread out his copy of Penthouse and gazed at the most gorgeous pair of breasts he’d ever seen. High and delicately rounded they went perfectly with the tiny waist, the long, sleek thighs and the petal-pink, sweetly crinkled sex that peeped demurely yet raunchily through a bush of flossy gold-brown curls.

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