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He glanced up at us and his lips tugged into an almost smile. “You’re cooking?” Ros arched a brow. As soon as Dom returned a nod, she sped into the kitchen. “Oh, hell no! I’m not eating shit by you.” “I’m not that terrible of a cook, so move aside,” Dom said, but Ros didn’t listen and pinched his arm. “Stop it! You’re not a good cook, either.” “At least, mine’s better than yours.” Ros turned to me and asked, “Would you rather eat burned lasagna or one with extra grated cheese and spice?”

She could barely keep up with my passion, even though she was trying to dominate me. Suddenly, she pulled away, stunning me and making me crave more. She sat up and smiled down at me, making me roll my eyes. “You are playing with fire, baby,” I said and grabbed her thigh, then stroked the lace materials of her socks. “What if I want to get burned,” Sandy said and started to roll her hips, grinding my cock.

He stood in front of me. "Shall we start then while you're resting? It will be a cardio exercise," he teases. That made me laugh. I grabbed his clothes and pulled him closer. I claim his lips and wake him up. "Why not?" I remarked after that sweet kiss. My husband smirks and kisses me torridly. We really did exercise. The next day, all I did was read books while sipping coffee. My husband bought the series of romance books that I asked him to buy. He didn’t know that it was a spicy book.

She was at a corner table with a glass of water and she looked up when I walked in and smiled like she meant it. Dinner was easier than the sideline. She moved between topics without forcing anything, laughing when something was actually funny, not performing ease but genuinely having it. I found myself talking more than I planned to. About rugby, about the city, about small things that didn’t cost me anything to give. She didn’t push for more and somehow that made me give it a little easier each time. At one point she leaned back in her chair and looked at me across the table. “I want you to know,” she said, “I don’t usually do this.”

“The spiced lamb is my specialty. Sit. I’ll make you a plate.” I sat on a low wooden stool beside the stall, trying to ignore how my cock was already starting to stir. She worked quickly, her body moving with natural confidence; her hips swaying, breasts bouncing lightly with each motion. Every time she turned, I caught glimpses of her smooth, shaved pussy and the soft jiggle of her ass. She handed me a plate piled high with hot lamb, flatbread, roasted vegetables, and a spicy sauce. The first bite was pure heaven. I groaned in pleasure, closing my eyes as the flavors exploded on my tongue.

The warmth of her skin against mine ignited a fervent desire, fueling my desire for her. Her breath quickened, matching the rhythm of my own heartbeat. With each thrust, she gasped as my hands traced the delicate arch of her back, the curve of her waist, and the contours of her hips. I explored the landscape of her body, committing it to memory with an insatiable hunger. My fingers danced along the curves of her body, tracing invisible patterns that ignited her senses. Her skin, warm and inviting, begged for my touch. I obliged, leaving a trail of fiery kisses along her neck, her collarbone, and down to the swell of her breasts.

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

“Lower yourself slowly, baby. Let me watch that tight pussy stretch around your stepbrother’s big dick.” I gripped the base of his cock with one hand—it was so thick my fingers barely met—and lined him up with my soaked entrance. The head nudged my puffy lips open. I sank down inch by inch, gasping loudly as he stretched me open. “Oh my god… he’s so fucking big,” I moaned. The burn was intense and perfect, my walls fluttering and gripping every ridge and vein as I took him deeper than I thought possible. When my ass finally rested against his hips, I felt impossibly full, his cock buried to the hilt inside me.

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