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he murmured Chloe whimpered. She tried to keep quiet, but small sounds escaped anyway, sharp, needy breaths. The shower ran loudly overhead, but Mia could come down any second. Damien pumped his fingers slowly, curling them against the front wall of her pussy. His thumb stayed on her clit, rubbing steady pressure. “Come for me,” he ordered softly. “Right here. While she’s washing my come off her body from last night. Come on my fingers like the dirty girl who watches her cousin get fucked.”

It was overwhelming, and it was… good. A thick cock—her cock, she’d started to think of them as hers—was buried deep in her pussy. Marcus, the one with the cruel smile, was gripping her hips, slamming his pelvis against her ass with a wet, rhythmic slap. “You’re so fucking tight, baby,” he grunted, his eyes locked on the camera phone propped on the dresser. “Show them how a real whore creams on a dick.”

“Sweetheart… I know you smoked a lot earlier, but you’re Daisy now. Sweet p**n star Daisy.” His hands squeezed one breast hard, as his other hand snaked between my legs, two fingers sliding effortlessly into my soaked, ruined opening. I gasped, my body betraying me with a fresh pulse of liquid heat. “And you’re about to be even more famous. My favorite fuck toy.” “Director, let’s begin,” the bulkier man said. Before I could process it, the second man shifted. I saw the thick, veined length of his cock, ruddy and glistening at the tip. He didn’t ask. He simply grasped my jaw, his thumb pressing into my cheek.

I was whimpering now, my professional facade completely gone, and I didn't care who might be outside the door or who might walk in because the only thing that mattered was the way he was manipulating my pleasure. He finally let go of my hair and stepped back, but only to unbuckle his belt with a slow, deliberate motion that I watched from the corner of my eye. He told me to get on the desk and move the papers out of the way, and I didn't hesitate for a second, sweeping the reports and folders onto the floor in one clumsy motion. I climbed onto the mahogany surface, spreading my legs wide for him, and the contrast of the cold wood against my skin made me shiver. He didn't waste any time, step

SKYLER. “You know what? I can’t wait.” Lira smiles at me, her palm cupping my face as she stares into my eyes, and I felt a hint of warmth spread through me. Since I summoned her, I can keep her if I want, right? “Well then, let’s get right to it.” I smirk as I shove her legs wide apart, climbing between them until our dripping cunts kiss—swollen, wet, slippery, cum-smeared folds sliding together with a wet, filthy sound that makes my clit throb.

My cock hardened fully under their combined attention, standing thick and heavy against my stomach as they deliberately avoided touching it directly. For what felt like hours, they took turns using their mouths, fingers, and a selection of smooth, vibrating toys they had brought aboard. Victoria’s tongue traced slow circles around the head of my cock, never quite taking me in fully, while Elena’s fingers massaged my balls and pressed gently against the sensitive spot behind them. Lila used a small vibrating wand on my nipples and along the underside of my shaft, the low buzz sending sparks of pleasure through me that built gradually but never quite tipped me over the edge.

When she finally pulled back, her mouth was wet with my pússy juices and her eyes looked wild like she’d just gotten high off me. She licked her lips, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and smiled up at me. “Told you I would take notes.” I was still panting, barely able to speak. “You’re a fúcking pórnstar.” Her grin widened. “Is that a compliment?” “Take it how you want.” She slowly crawled up my body, her skin dragging over mine until her bóobs pressed against mine and her mouth hovered just over my lips.

Philip grabbed her breast and started playing with it, teasing and then put it in his mouth. He carried her on top of him and started fingering her, she started moaning . He whispered something about her being so wet Then he flipped her to the table and bent her over and smacked her ass. Hard. I could feel the impact from here. Also we all get tested before the games so we can fuck raw comfortably. He thrn slid his dick into her making her moan loud. Then he started fucking her. His strokes were long and hard. He pinned her to the table and held her still and started driving his shit in her.

"This might feel a bit uncomfortable at first." I didn't want to care, but I was sure normal sized cocks didn't look like his. Would it even fit? "Will it hurt?" I asked. "Ordinarily, it would," he said plainly. "But I can make it so it doesn't." "How?" He rubbed the smooth head of his cock over my sopping wetness, and my legs spread wider, silent begging him to make me feel good. "Sweetheart, I'm an Incubus." He grinned. "I can make you feel so good, you won't even feel the pain."

“Oh my God…” She presses on, her eyes holding mine, her voice raw. “So I suggest you just do as they say. Honestly, it’s not like it will kill you.” Her next words slice me open. “It’s just pleasure, Anita.” I recoil, my lips trembling. She continues, her tone strangely matter-of-fact, almost rehearsed. “I mean, you’ve already been with him once. And… he is very good in that aspect. He knows how to give women pleasure, the kind they can’t forget. That’s why they keep coming back. I’ve… I’ve lived with it for two years now. So, no, it won’t kill you. It won’t hurt you. And he’s very clean—trust me. No diseases, nothing to worry about. And he’s generous. Very generous. If you satisfy him, he’l