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I close my eyes, letting myself get lost in it even as panic prickles at the back of my mind. This is so wrong… and yet, so right. A deep groan escapes from him and I feel his hands on my shoulders steadying me. One hand drifts lower and grips my breasts. I gasp as he cups me roughly, teasing, pinching. His touch sending jolts of heat through my entire body. I look up just in time to see Inker leaning forward, lips grazing the underside of Stan’s cock, her tongue swirling around his balls. He groans again, louder this time, almost arching against her mouth.

Slowly, I rise, feeling my legs fragile, I stand up and then lift my gaze to lock eyes with that handsome man who looks at me with desire and anticipation. Slowly, my gaze scans down and stops when I see how his hands massage that... Enormous... Ufff... I feel my body start to burn, slowly consuming me. I lick my lips and my eyes darken with desire. He smiles at my reaction. Unable to move, I indulge in watching his hand masturbate his huge penis. Mmm... I wonder what that succulent hammer tastes like? I'm on fire, my body starts to heat up, my breathing becomes heavy, and my heart races.

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.

The sight was one of the hottest things I had ever seen. She stood up. Her lips were shiny. Her eyes were wild with lust. “My turn,” I growled. I grabbed her by the waist and spun her around. I bent her over the kitchen counter. Her breasts pressed against the cool marble. Her perfect ass pushed back toward me. I yanked her tiny shorts down. She was soaked. Dripping down her thighs. I rubbed the head of my still hard cock along her slit. Teasing her. Coating myself in her juices.

Sauna Inferno Chapter 2 Jake kept stroking his cock slow and steady. His hand slid up and down that thick shaft while he stared right at mine. The steam made everything feel heavier. Sweat rolled down his chest in thick lines and dripped off the tip of his dick. My own hand moved faster now. I squeezed the head every time I reached the top and felt more pre-cum leak out hot and sticky. The wet sounds of our fists filled the tiny sauna. Slap slap slap mixed with our heavy breathing.

Note: The title is a request from the reader. You can add yours when sending a request. This also has a touch of FF action. ..... The tray was warm against her palm as she walked in. There were three glasses of whiskey on the tray, and they should have made the tray cold, but they didn't. Ray crossed the main floor of The Scarlet Sea with her bare feet since they weren't allowed shoes in there, for those who have a foot fetish. The apron she was putting on was the only covering she had.

Caroline was not resisting at all, she was moaning, and foul words kept flowing out of her mouth when she was given seconds to catch her breath. Caroline was lying on a table, naked, surrounded by men with their clothes kept as is, and only their cocks were pulled out of its confinements. Her hands were both busy fondling one shaft on each, her mouth was filled with one after another, her lower torso was twisted to its side, hanging by the end of the table while a man was taking her anal and another was banging her pussy. Denisse could keep her eyes off Caroline, she was starting to feel wet, but the pornographic view she was watching was right in front of her. She had the fear she was going

I moved with a slow grind, hips rolling like a wave—making sure he felt every single inch of me. His head fell back against the marble. “Shit… queen… you’re gonna kill me.” “That’s the idea,” I whispered, bouncing gently as the sounds of our moans echoed in the steam-filled room. Every thrust, every wet slap of skin, every gasp was another victory to me—because every second he gave me more of himself… and didn’t know I’d take even more when this was over. After having fun in the bathtub , I cornered him beside the tub for a steamy kiss scene making sure my camera was capturing the right side of his face .

enough to make you drip? “Let’s take this off,” he said, pulling down the zip of my dress. A cold breeze kissed my liberated back, transporting me again to that night. My roommate was on her knees, a man’s erection was in her mouth while her hand played with another man’s…… And kneeling before her was another man whose mouth was feasting on her bosom whilst his hands stroked his erection. “Oh my God!!!!” I screamed, my things tumbling to the floor. Their heads turned to my direction yet neither of them stopped their disgraceful engagements except my roommate whose mouth made a pop sound as she pulled away from the man’s erection.