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Cheerleading Slût (4) I pulled my cóck out, slowly stroking it, imagining watching the lesbian sèx that was happening in my sister's room. Although Sophia was way too anorexic to be sèxy, her face was beautiful and seeing her buried in my sister's cûnt, or her mouth wrapped around my cóck, was enough to get me hard instantly. Eventually my sister got close. She moaned, sounding vulnerable for the first time, "Don't stop, so close."

Moving a bit more slowly now I hear her breath catch as I am closely reaching her core. I slide my fingers gently along her leg and slide underneath her shorts. I barely touch her, and she starts to close her legs. I push them open wider, sliding my finger along her slit. It is wet to the touch. She has been watching me the entire time. I slide my finger inside my mouth and groan. My baby is delicious. Her face goes red, and I chuckle. “Shy now, are we?” I tease her. She tilts her head back not wanting to admit she was embarrassed. I take advantage and move her shorts aside so I can see her perfect pussy. I am surprised she is waxed; I look up as I see her lazily staring down at m

I twirled my tongue around her savory flesh, bringing Sammy to the point she embraced her tantric titillation. "You should have longer hair," she purred as she ran one hand through my locks. "I don't normally go for butch girls." You guys go be indignant if you wish. These were some sweet teats I was indulging in and I had zero regrets about 'girling-up' for a lesbian. Sammy finally climbed to the mountaintop of her orgasmic quest and howled out her victory.

His tongue flicked her clit mercilessly before he shoved it deep inside her, making her scream out in pleasure. “Good girl,” Jay whispered against her ear, his hands holding her firm as her body writhed. “Take his tongue like a slut.” Liam slapped her ass hard, the sound echoing in the studio. “She loves it,” he said darkly, plunging two thick fingers inside her dripping hole while his tongue teased her clit in quick, skilled circles. Sasha’s eyes rolled back as the pressure built inside her. She was so close already, her thighs shaking violently. “Please… I’m gonna cum… fuck… please…” she cried out, her voice breaking with desperation.

She muttered something I couldn’t hear but lifted her top, revealing her perky boobs, her dark nipples standing erect as she dipped her fingers into her shorts, her fingers sliding into her pussy. “Yes… there… I’d fuck her… I want her,” I groaned, my eyes shuttering as ropes and ropes of cum spurted towards the glass, staining it, my thick globs of cum sliding down the glass.

And the spells were only for one thing. Sex. I flipped through all the pages, dumbfounded. There were pictures of naked people with arrows pointing to boobs or pussies or cocks, and instructions on the spells to cast to make them bigger or tighter or thicker. My jaw dropped when the next page I turned had a picture of a woman being fucked hard in the middle of a pentagon, by a wonderfully handsome man with horns and a tail. No shit. Demon sex.

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV I take my time there, sucking it like candy, my tongue poking at the pee hole in the middle. Feeling that Dnaria shudders again, and I peek up to see her closing her eyes briefly.

Her pheromones spiked suddenly, syrupy sweet—ripe peach and cream—layered over the smell of my cum still inside her. Her pussy clenched around nothing, dripping down her thighs, soaking the front of my shorts. I laughed softly against her skin, my mouth trailing down her neck, her spine. My breath came hot and heavy, deliberate. Through the thin barrier of my shorts, I pressed against her from behind—not inside, just grinding the fabric-covered length of me against her slit. The rough material dragged through her folds, catching on her clit, making her shake. The wet sounds got louder, dirtier.

he growled, his hand sliding down her stomach, “but your body won’t lie to me.” His fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts, tugging them down with slow, deliberate force until the fabric slid over her thighs and pooled uselessly at her ankles. Her panties were soaked, clinging to her pússy, the wet spot glistening in the dim light of the room. Liam’s green eyes locked on the sight, and a curse tumbled from his lips. “Fúck, look at you… dripping for me already.”

I want it rough. Messy. Raw. And unashamed. I want to take every hard shaft, every hot load, and still come back for more. I love screaming and moaning, shaking from pleasure. I am Lena. And I own what I am. I’m the horniest cumslut ever.