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Then she was gone, waving from the taxi window as it pulled away. The house felt empty the second the door closed. I stood in the living room for a minute, the silence pressing in. My dick was already half-hard just from the thought of having the place to myself for two whole weeks. I headed upstairs to my room, locked the door out of habit, and opened my laptop. I needed release badly. I pulled up my favorite p**n site and searched for something specific—mature women, thick bodies, the kind that reminded me of Gwen. I clicked on a video of a busty brunette in her late forties fucking her young neighbor.

He wasn’t just sculpting her body; he was commanding her surrender, shaping her desire stroke by stroke. The sharp scent of paint and the warmth of his touch filled the room, a chaotic blend of artistry and lust. She gripped his hand, her voice trembling with a mix of surprise and arousal. "Wait," she moaned, "You aren't naked,". To that, he smiled, "Relax. I want to make you cum first." Her breath caught, her pulse drumming in her ears, as his paint-slicked fingers trailed down, slipping between her thighs with a confidence that left her trembling. “Yes,” she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper, her lips brushing the curve of his neck.

I purposely moved languid, making my hand brush over his member while I undid him. "F**k Cianna" He cursed lowly when I gripped him in my arms. My core throbbed at the very sight of him in my hands, large and pulsating as if he had already taken me. I smirked at him one last time as I slowly stroked him in my hands. He groaned, gripping my ponytail in his hands and leading my face towards him.

I am not after the Sinclair's money. “ Just do this for me, please babe,” Nancy said, getting on top of me, sitting on my dick. I groaned. The little guy was starting to come to life. I knew she was playing dirty, I didn't care. I grabbed her waist and flipped us over, earning giggles from her. She was beautiful, even after all these years, she still took my breath away. “ You are so wet baby,” I hummed, playing with her clothed clit.

“Such a filthy daughter, getting fucked by her father’s business partner while he’s in the next room.” Scarlett moaned loudly, gripping the sink as he railed her hard and fast. The risk of her father walking in made everything ten times hotter. Victor choked her lightly from behind, one hand reaching around to rub her clit while he pounded her. “Cum for me, baby,” he snarled. “Cum on my cock while your daddy is twenty feet away.” Scarlett came violently, biting her arm to muffle her scream as her pussy spasmed around him. Victor followed right after, flooding her with a thick load, then made her push it out onto her fingers and lick them clean while he watched in the mirror.

My dick was sloppy wet, twitching, throbbing, red with arousal, hanging in the air, pointing at my girlfriend's nose. Both young women were staring at it, mouths open, eyes wide. Both were panting excitedly. It throbbed in the empty air as I imagined Jordyn's pretty little lips wrapping around it. She was so close I could almost feel her breath. But I said nothing.

he growled in my ear, one hand slipping under my crop top to pinch my nipples hard while the other rubbed my clit furiously. The theater was dark, but not empty. A few rows ahead, people were watching the movie, completely unaware that I was getting my pussy destroyed just behind them. The risk made everything hotter. Uncle Lucas fucked me harder, hips snapping up violently, his heavy balls slapping against my ass with every thrust. I was losing control fast. My juices ran down his cock and balls, soaking his pants. The wet, filthy sounds of him pounding my dripping cunt were barely masked by the loud movie soundtrack.

Most of them was filled with lust, the others were filled with cruel delight, happy to see Sammy like this. This was the same enforcer that slapped them shut, haggled them like animals. Now, she was being collared up, and dragged like cheap meat. Some escorts were already feeling the heat, seeing Sammy like that. Luscious curves, and a puffy raw cunt on display. A curvy brunette that was hidden afar slipped her hand inside her thong, feverishly rubbing her manicured fingers all over her wet clit. A male escort was seriously digging his nine incher schlong on the ass of the busty girl in front of him, grinding between her ass crack, cock head kissing her dry hole.

“I want that cunt pointed straight up so every drop stays deep inside you.” Sara whimpered as her body was bent into the obscene position. Her swollen pussy and tight asshole were completely exposed to the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the glittering Eden Bay skyline. Anyone working late in the opposite building could look across and see her getting ruined. Mr. Vance slapped his heavy cock against her cum-leaking slit.

A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I hooked my finger under my nose. Odessa stepped back. I grabbed a pen and lifted what seemed to be an underwear in the air. The soiled boxers swung on the pen. “What in the world!” Odessa examined the garment. “Is that semen?” For fuck sake! I groaned and dropped the pen and boxers in the nearby bin. Odessa snatched up the package, reading. “There is no returning address.” I turned my head to read the card. No handwriting. Some fucker thought it was funny to piece cut out letters from magazines on a white card. ‘A gift to my precious omega’. Wow! What was this world coming to?