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“Fuck— I’m yours, Kai!” He slapped her ass again, harder this time, then pushed her back down and fucked her even more roughly. The new angle made her see stars. Another orgasm was already building fast. Kai reached around to rub her clit while he railed her. “Come on my cock like a good little stepsister. Let me feel you squeeze me.” Sienna shattered again, coming hard with a muffled scream into the pillow. Her walls clamped down around him rhythmically, milking his cock as pleasure tore through her.

“She’s always loved my cock. Back then she told me I was her favorite, and she didn’t think she’d ever find anything better.” “You’re insane.” Adrian shouted. He tried to pull himself out of the rope but it was too tight. He growled at Elias then he looked down at the way Selena’s lips wrapped around his cock, and his cock pressed harder into Matteo’s ass. Matteo rolled his eyes because he knew he had a huge amount of money sitting on the table. He was going to risk this but he hated it so much. Selena sucked on Elias dick, moaning over it like she was drowning on this cock. Like everything Elias said was true and she would never find anything better.

She felt like something big and hard get inside her roughly, and Sophie couldn't help but murmur. Sophie couldn't open her eyes, and felt hot all over. It felt like someone was pressing on her, and a cold male breath entangled her. She felt sore and tired all night, and it took a long time to stop... "Where is this...?" When Sophie opened her eyes again, the morning sunlight has just poured inside the suite. She looked at the luxurious room and the man beside her in a daze... The man was close at hand, with a handsome flawless face. He half hugged her, and the two bodies were close together. His breath entangled her nose, but SHE DOESNT KNOW HIM ! ! !

I nearly blew my load at the sight of my girlfriend right in front of me with her mouth around another man’s huge, hard cóck. Sienna stopped and looked up at Marco with hunger in her eyes, and I knew she desperately wanted him inside her. I continued touching my cóck sparingly, lest I cross the line too soon, my chest pounding as Marco got behind my girlfriend. She got on her hands and knees, her ass presented to him, wanting him, needing him to fill her.

She cocked her head free of the repulsive meatstick, spitting his white goo onto the deck. “He came! Removal!” she yelled victoriously. Then it occurred to her that there was one person left to defeat. The very man who currently had his cock buried in her southern slit. “I can do this all day!” he smirked. “I never lose!” “I bet you don’t. Not with that big solid cock of yours. How could you?” “You got that right!” the sexy seal host roared. “Don’t give in Sienna!” Paige hollered. This only caused a smirk to appear on Sienna’s face. “No, I bet you don’t. Oh my god! You’re getting me so close! Please just let me win! I need this! I need your cock!”

Jake’s good hand gripped her hip, guiding her rhythm, thumb circling her clit with perfect pressure. “Fuck, Em,” he rasped, leaning forward to suck one nipple into his mouth. “You feel like heaven.” She moaned his name, nails digging into his shoulders as pleasure built. The couch creaked beneath them. Their bodies slapped together in a rhythm that spoke of survival, love, and raw need. When Emma came, it was with a broken cry of his name, clenching around him in pulsing waves. Jake followed seconds later, burying himself deep and spilling inside her with a guttural moan, holding her tight as they rode the aftershocks together.

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The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

I found a pair of soft denim shorts that hugged my hips in the kind of way that made me feel hot. Stupid brain. Stupid Mason. While Macey FaceTimed her boyfriend, David, to ask if her neckline was too distracting (it was), I wandered off with an iced latte and ended up in Victoria’s Secret. It smelled like vanilla and roses. The kind of place you go to feel powerful, even if you’re falling apart inside. I browsed the lingerie aisle slowly, letting my fingers drift over silk and lace like I had any reason to. Like I was the kind of girl who wore red satin bras for herself, not because she was trying to forget the boy who made her feel like everything and nothing at once.

“I told you before, I want to look out for her. She’s my girlfriend’s sister practically. Look we’re nearly at the front of the que. We need to decide what film we’re buying tickets for.” Tyler was staring at Ryan, his face set in an expression of thought. “Wait…wait a minute. Do you like her?” “Don’t be stupid.” Tyler began to laugh. “Oh my god! You do! You’ve got Savannah Miller and you fancy the weirdo from out of town?!” Ryan almost lunged at Tyler. “Don’t call her that.” Tyler continued to laugh. “Damn bro. That’s funny. I give you, she’s pretty hot since this make over but damn. This is going to be even more fun now.”