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Shared Fuck (2) Gabriel's POV "Do you want this?" She asked and I nodded, my hands gripping her hips. She sank down slowly, her tight heat swallowing me inch by inch. "Fuck—" I groaned, my head falling back. She rode me with slow rolls of her hips, her nails digging into my chest. "Jesus, my!," Lila purred, watching from beside us, her fingers playing with her own pussy. "He’s already close."

She paused and then added blithely, “Besides, I was just keeping it in the family.” Then to Kim and Brad she repeated, “Let’s go.” “But where are you going?” Kim asked. “Isn’t it obvious?” the girl replied insouciantly. “I’m sleeping with you two while Dad fucks Mom’s brains out.” To the utter amazement of Kim and Brad, Lisa proceeded to give them lessons in lovemaking. She worked with Brad to dramatically improve his cunt-eating ability and with Kim on her cocksucking. She decided that both had the basics down pretty well, but they needed help on the advanced techniques.

“But I think we need to slow down a little and try something new together. Something I’ve been wanting to do with you.” She reached for the remote and turned on the large TV in their bedroom. She opened a hidden folder and selected a video. The screen lit up with two gorgeous women locked in an intense scissoring position — their pussies pressed tightly together, sliding and grinding in slow, wet circles. Their moans were loud, breathy, and real. One woman was on top, rolling her hips in perfect figure-eights while the other arched her back and gripped her thighs, their swollen clits rubbing visibly with every slippery movement.

He whined his hips on me, his cock twirling deep inside me. That was the point my soul left me. He was literally taking me out of my senses. He grinded me, whining his cock inside me. Not fast. Not hurried. But slow. Slow and killing. Fuck! He groaned. Then he started thrusting again. Still at a slow pace. He fucked me slow like he'd lost track of time. Just grinding and stretching the walls of my pussy. At this point, I reached my peak. My body convulsed.

She’s close, teetering on the edge of release, but I slow down, drawing it out, my fingers moving torturously slow. She moves her hips, grinding against my hand, desperate for more. “Slow down, I promise to let you finish this time,” I whisper, kissing the side of her neck, feeling the shiver that runs through her. Each time she nears her orgasm, I slow my movements again, keeping her hovering just out of reach. Her arousal coats my fingers, but I don’t care. I want her at the breaking point.

Silas did as Tabitha wanted which was exactly what his body and every part of him wanted him to do. He thrust harder inside her and earned her screams as he performed his duty. As he pushed in and pulled out fast, he suddenly reduced his pace. Tabitha who had different unnamed feelings flushing through her whole body began to lose her mind when Silas didn't follow the movement and feelings. She let out a sigh and continued to make that sound because this time, Silas was making love with her but not driving rapidly inside her. It was slow sex, which she didn't expect because she liked the fast one but…

He kept on ravishing my mouth, and I hadn't stopped him to do so. I'm on the verge right now, the burning sensation between my legs is too much to handle . Alexander slowly guided his hands from my waist to my panties. He fastly immersed his hand into my panties started circling his finger in a very slow motion. I don't know if he is teasing or not. But what he is doing now is frustrating, I want his fingers to move fast, very fast as possible. But he is circling them in a slow manner.

I ran my arms around his shoulders, pressing my body against his. Slowly he slid into me all the way, never taking his eyes off me. I bit my lip to stifle a sound. nic cupped the back of my head and began moving.My breath hitched despite the slow pace but Nic didn’t falter “Fuck baby ..I miss this ..”he groans sliding in and out at an excruciatingly slow and gentle rhythm until my breath stopped catching in my throat. He sped up but I clawed his arms and he slowed again.

“By all means.” Chris grabbed my breasts, and he ran kisses along my arms. He was moving slowly, and I could tell this was frustrating for him, too. “Faster, Chris.” I reached back and encouraged his ass to move quickly. “We've done it before in the office and in this room. Now I want it slow.” Chris growled with every movement. Each time he pushed in slowly, he would stay there for a moment before pulling out and pushing in again in the same way. Chris kept the tempo as if he wanted to take it slow.

His pace quickened, and I struggled to prevent my walls from pulsating. The sensory pleasure was unimaginable. My body soared to new heights, and my mind was lost in the clouds. He grunted, occasionally uttering curses under his breath. After a while, I felt the familiar tightening in my stomach, and my throbbing walls clenched rapidly. And then, I released for the second time, feeling his thrusts become slower and sloppier as he reached his climax. He breathed heavily, pulling out and wordlessly walking into the bathroom.