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Her tanned skin glistened with sweat, while the sound of the faucet dripping grew fainter as the water in the bathtub filled up. Every moan they shared, every kiss and touch that occurred made my body tremble. I hate p**n, but now I’m watching it live. “Oh shit!” the woman moaned as Max slid his finger into her pussy. His movements were so fast and right, touching every sensitive spot perfectly. Without realizing it, I brought my own finger to touch my pussy. My eyes occasionally closed as I felt the pleasurable sensation from my touch. Every time Max twisted his finger, I would do the same, imagining that he was doing it to mine.

He shoved it back absentmindedly without noticing. “Did I call you a tough nut before?” He grinned. “Nah, I think you're crazy.” I shrugged. “Crazy and tough.” As we got into the elevator, he leaned in, his breath caressing my skin. “I'll have a lot of fun cracking you tonight.” A hum escaped my lips, heat pooling between my legs. The fact that Mr Sexy overalls already had me turned on was a plus for him. My last sexcapade attempt failed horribly because I couldn't get wet enough.

The thought made her horny. When she finished, she stepped out, wrapped a towel around her damp, flushed body, and sank into the rumpled sheets of her bed. Monica’s bedroom was a mess, with clothes draped over the chair, a half-full water glass on the floor, and a few stray shoes scattered near the dresser. A notebook lay open, its pages bent and scribbled on, while a hairbrush tangled with strands of hair and a pair of socks lay on her desk. Monica’s fingers moved to her laptop, opening a p**n site. She typed in ‘large group orgy,’ and the screen exploded with writhing bodies, slick with sweat, pressing and grinding against each other.

He held him tight, hips grinding, pressing in as deep as possible, wanting to stay inside forever. They collapsed together—sticky, breathless, shaking. Cum dripped from Caleb’s hole. Sweat rolled down their bodies. The room stank of sex and heat and raw, spent desire. “Next time,” Caleb panted, face buried in his arm, “I’m fucking you.” Jace, still buried inside him, smirked. “Game on.”

To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

Felix replies I gulp as the heat licks over my body, “you think I'm sexy?“ I ask the question, feeling fired up with his words. “Hmmm fucking sexy” he says again. And overwhelmed, I don't hold back from touching my pussy through my shorts, praying that he wouldn't notice, after all the room in dimly lit enough to hide me. “Kitty, when you fuck…when you have a fat cock in your pretty cunt, it would feel so good” he says, the depth in his voice accompanying the dirty words feels almost hypnotic to me. So deeps and enticing that that my pussy throbs longingly for what he is talking about.

“You do not want her to hear what a slutty little widow you are, do you? Taking daddy’s cock while she is downstairs making soup. Your cunt is so fucking wet and greedy. It is sucking me in like it knows exactly who it belongs to now.” I nodded frantically into his hand, pushing my ass back to meet every savage thrust. The forbidden thrill made everything more intense. I could smell the strong scent of sex filling the room, hear the wet squelch of my creamy pussy taking his thick cock, feel every ridge and vein dragging along my sensitive walls. My nipples scraped against the sheets, adding sharp sparks of pleasure.

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio