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His voice alone did wonders to my body. Not any longer. I'm done waiting. My red cotton shorts are so short, It barely covers the bottom curve of my ass. My tank top is thin and tight on my boobs, showcasing my rock-hard nipples poking straight through the fabric like they're begging for his attention. Every head turns to my direction, the room goes silent, except for the low hum of the AC.

"Oh...Fuck— Shaun. Yes—" Shaun let out a low, dark chuckle and released her hair. He straightened up and started fucking her harder, his pace becoming almost brutal. One of his hands slid under her and between her legs, rubbing her clit in fast, rough circles while he pounded into her. Kiara’s legs started shaking. The combination of his cock stretching her and his fingers on her clit was too much. “Shaun— I’m close—” she gasped. “Then cum,” he said roughly. “Let me feel it.”

hard. I moaned into her mouth, 'Mmmph,' arching as pain and pleasure shot through me. Aaron chuckled darkly behind me. 'That's my girl. Open up for her.' He guided me down, and I sank to my knees on the cool tile, the three of us a tangled mess. Kesha peeled off her tank, revealing a lacy sports bra that did nothing to hide her hard peaks. She shimmied out of her shorts next, no panties...bold. Her pussy was shaved smooth, already glistening.

My cock hardening as I stood completely bare. "Beautiful," he murmured, still clicking. "So fucking beautiful. Now on the bed. On your back. Legs spread. Show me everything." I obeyed, positioning myself obscenely, my cock hard and my hole exposed. The camera clicked repeatedly, capturing me from different angles. "Touch yourself," he commanded. "Slowly." I wrapped my hand around my cock and started stroking, my other hand moving down to play with my balls, then lower to circle my entrance. The camera captured it all, the explicit detail of me pleasuring myself.

The girls moan out like sluts for their masters, and I can hear them seductively begging for more. Some hold lustful gazes as they are being fucked, and I worship that sexual communication. I can see lots of women, and men getting fucked out of their guts in various angles in the club. Shit. What the hell am I doing here? “Does that make you horny?” V asks as she traces my dumbfounded gaze. I gulp, breathing heavily. I need that cocktail now. “Uhm,” I avert my eyes from the particular couple who instantly makes me wet when I see how he's lashing her ass with his leather whip.

Kristin slid around on her stool, her jaw nearly dropping to the floor as she spotted the man who'd entered the pub. Talk about a hot man on the hoof. She guessed his height at about five ten, with neat, short brown hair, a muscular compact body accentuated by the T-shirt stretched across his shoulders and the jeans that emphasized his strong legs. Even in the low light of the bar, she could see he had about a three-day scruff decorating his jaw line, just enough to be sexy and send out a message to her misbehaving hormones.

I stared down at the bag as my brows knotted in indecision. "Move! You're blocking the best part." Gilbert scowled. Gilbert was the class weirdo. I wasn't surprised he'd be the only one watching that crap. Without thinking, I opened the pocket and snuck my OhMiBod into my pocket then left. Inside the stall, I took three deep breaths before entering pornhub. The sound of a brunette screaming filled my ears through my earphone. The man fucking her looked like an offspring of Bigfoot. He was the hairiest thing I'd ever seen. His dick had a slight curve and the brunette seemed to be enjoying every inch of it.

A jolt shot straight between my legs. “I wasn’t—I forgot Mom’s sunscreen—” I stammered, face on fire. He chuckled, deep and dark. “Sure you did.” The screen was still open to his media folder. Thumbnails of him in every position, every filthy act, stared back at us. One video preview auto-played silently: him behind a girl on all fours, hand fisted in her hair, hips snapping forward with that relentless rhythm I knew by heart. My breath hitched. I couldn’t look away.

Warning SPG Shawn and Harah continued to kiss and it ended in a hot collision of their bodies. Harah feels the man's hard and long penis coming in and out of her pussy. Harah almost blushed as she closed her eyes. You can feel the pleasure of what they do. She misses doing it with Shawn. Harah felt her body burned in so much pleasure and lust.

John Mayo, a 22-year-old college student with short brown hair and a lean, athletic build, strolled into the bustling gay club, ‘The Rainbow Room.’ The pulsating music and the smell of sweat and cologne filled the air. He was new to the gay scene and eager to explore his sexuality. His eyes scanned the room and landed on a group of guys at the bar. One of them caught his eye, a tall, muscular man with dark skin and close-cropped hair. His name was Kai, and he was 23 years old. John had always watched him from afar in class, intrigued by his calm confidence.