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My cunt was swollen, raw, and completely filled, the thick, white fluid slowly dripping out onto the dark wood. The woman looked up at me, a wicked, hungry smile touching her lips. Then, she leaned down and buried her face straight between my thighs, her flat tongue lapping heavily over my filled, hyper-sensitive center. The shock of her warm tongue hitting my hyper-sensitive flesh made my entire lower body jerk. I let out a loud, broken cry, my hips lifting completely off the desk as she swiped flat and heavy across my swollen opening. She didn't mind the mess at all; she drank it in, lapping up the thick, white fluid the Beta had left deep inside me, cleaning my skin with a fierce, hungry

"Asher..." He groaned, hands moving higher, thumbs brushing the underside of my breasts. "That's it. Just like that. You're so fucking sexy, Isla. I've wanted this since I first saw you with the new hair." He pulled me back into his lap anyway, hands sliding down onto my thighs. I felt the heat pool between my legs as his fingers brushed my bare skin near my clit. "Fuck, you feel good," he murmured while moving his hands straight to my core. I jolted, my toes curling. This was a sin. A delicious sin I shouldn't crave.

She made slow circles around her p***y, spreading her p***y lips, tapping her opening and spreading her oozing juices all over her breast with the other hand. She could feel the pressure already building at her core as the first tremor of pleasure spread through her. And another. “Oh shit baby. I'm going to cum.” Caspian said jerking in his chair, with his head thrown back in pleasure. Olivia knew she wasn't far behind, the warm water contributed to enhancing her pleasure as she pumped in and out of her dripping p***y. “Oh God. Oh my God, Caspian.” Olivia moaned out loudly. “I'm cumming baby… Oh fuck! Yes… oh yessss.”

Her feet already took her to his bedroom. "Your wolf is having a hard time processing the breakup with Callum. One day you're with him, and the next day he's someone else's mate. That's not easy for any she-wolf to accept." "Hmm, I still haven't found the Red Room with his BDSM shit, you know," Camille said, changing the grim subject. "So many rooms are locked here. I assumed Giovanna's secret is hidden in one of those." She tried his bedroom door and found it unlocked. "I'm in his room now, will text you if I find anything interesting."

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

Chapter 7: Rose: Sean helped move all my belongings into another room and brought food up to dine with me. I think he was trying to guard me without letting me know he was… it didn’t matter to me how independent i was any longer. I was grateful for his company and realized I still needed a strong man to help me. As I sipped my tea trying to calm my nerves before bed, I couldn’t help observing Sean from under my lashes. Tonight I suffered quite a fright, but it also woke something inside of me that I didn’t know was there…. lust. Not for the drunkard that tried to take what wasn’t his, but the act itself that something so hard looking could feel soft when pressed between my folds. Luckily he

He licked her helix, trailing his lips down to her neck and sucking intently on it. Then he looked at her eyes, and without taking away his gaze, he made his erect c**k to slide into her horny p**sy. Loren screamed passionately, as his huge d**k expanded her tight pussy. It was a wonder that a woman of her age was as sweet as a teenager. Her money had taken care of her so well that most men would prefer her to a younger person. The more Caleb's tip hit Loren's base, the more she moaned, and the more pleasure occupied the both of them.

His gaze dropped to my heaving tits, barely contained by the pulled-up gown, nipples hard and begging. “I know exactly what I’m asking,” I whispered, stepping closer until my body brushed his. “Damien hasn’t fucked me properly in five years. I’m soaked, Ethan. Look at me.” I hiked my gown higher, showing him my dripping pussy, lips swollen and glistening. “Fuck me. Please.” He groaned, a deep sound that vibrated through his chest. His hand came up, hesitant at first, then bold, cupping one of my tits through the fabric. His thumb flicked my nipple, and I moaned softly, arching into him.

And the moans. Quickly, I snapped my eyes back to the fire. Yit the damage had already been done. All I could see was the image of Lord Bryce strokin his cock with his hand. Even when I closed my eyes. And somethin inside me stirred just like it had when I'd first washed his cock. The heat from the fire was no longer the only thing that warmed my body.

A steamy kitchen tryst ignites as Emily finds herself caught between the intense desires of Lucas and Jake. Their passion builds, leading to a breathless, synchronized coupling. The room echoes with their pleasure, and Emily's release is explosive. ************************************* The kitchen was a mess, but no one cared. Dishes piled in the sink, a half-empty bottle of wine sat on the counter, and the air was thick with the scent of desire. Emily leaned against the cool granite, her breath hitching as Lucas's hands slid up her thighs, fingers tracing the delicate lace of her panties.