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Suddenly a finger sank inside me, and quickly found that spot at the top of my cunt that tied into the clit and sent me soaring. I began to thrust up while hands covered my breasts, my hips raising nearly a foot off the cushions, hearing myself moan, and the woman humming into my box. No man had ever given me this kind of oral pleasure, and as I creamed wildly, a door seemed to open in my mind, a door to this lesbian sexuality I had never known, but would now seek out eagerly. The orgasm was every bit as good as the best Bobby had given me, and I entered that zone of pleasure he had revealed to me, seeming to soar out of my body.

Her long, midnight-black hair was spread across the pillow like dark silk, and her body bore the delicious evidence of their passion—faint hickeys blooming on her neck and shoulders, light handprints on her ass cheeks, and the sticky remnants of dried cum between her smooth thighs. Damien Cross woke up rock-hard, his thick morning wood pressed firmly against the soft, warm curve of her ass cheek. The sight of her like this—marked, used, and still so irresistibly tempting—sent a fresh surge of lust through him. He couldn’t resist. Moving slowly behind her, he gently spread her legs wider. Raven stirred, a sleepy, seductive smile curving her full lips even before her violet eyes opened. “Greed

he whispered before his wandering hands cupped me. My mouth fell open. His grip tightened around my member and my eyes rolled to the back of my skull. I gasped. "Oh fuck!" "Feels good?" he asked against my pinna as he lightly squeezed my balls. My cock jerked. "You taste even better," he said before he straightened and captured my lips. Again. His lips were fiercer. My breath hitched as his dug dug deep into mine without any form of restraint. A hoarse sound slid out of my mouth as our tongues played sword with each other.

“You can take it.” And then Tyler’s finger pushes inside, slow and relentless, stretching me open. The burn is sharp, intense, but Jake’s fingers are still working my pussy, his thumb pressing down on my clit, and the pleasure twists with the pain, making my vision blur. “That’s it,” Liam murmurs, stepping closer, his cock brushing against my lips. “Open up.” I do. His cock slides past my lips, thick and salty, the taste of Mia and him mixing on my tongue.

Not yet, baby," I said as I pulled my cock out of her slippery hole and told her to finger herself. "Show me how lesbians get off without dick, Selena." I said, watching as she started masturbating, thrusting her delicate fingers vigorously in and out of her pussy, giving me a hot and steamy show as she brought herself to orgasm. "Ohhhhhh, ahhhhhh." She screamed as her body trembled violently on the bed as she shoved her fingers deep into her pussy till the last knuckles. She lay on the bed gаѕрing tо саtсh hеr brеаth as I thrust my сосk bасk into her pussy.

Maybe this was a side he’d kept hidden from her, a side that only came out when he was alone? The bookshelf too, was full of clues to Jacob’s secret. The Story of O . Billionaire Blackmail . Fifty Shades of Grey . Delta of Venus . Books by the Marquis de Sade and Leopold von Sacher Masoch. The Marketplace . Every book Emily selected was erotica. She wished she’d found this stash years ago. How exciting would those evenings alone have been then?

She looks so freaking hot and sexy! She bit her lower lip as she stared at him. He could feel her juice around his lips. He inserted a finger into her womanhood and he moaned when he felt how soft and warm her inside was. She closes her eyes and moans again. "Your fingers are so l-long," she said breathlessly. He grinned and moved his finger inside her. The woman's legs were shaking. He put her right leg on his left shoulder and expertly ate her. She moaned sexily, making his mind blow. She's so responsive to his touch and kisses.

Candles flickered around the room, casting dancing shadows over her body, and the scent of musk and vanilla filled the air. Her eyes, wide and filled with a mix of anticipation and fear, searched mine as I approached. I could feel the heat between us, the unspoken desire that had been simmering beneath the surface of our relationship. In this dream, the barriers between us were gone, and all that was left was raw, animal need. I was the Dom, and she was my eager submissive, ready to submit to whatever I desired.

The space between us changes, heavy with something that feels like surrender and defiance at the same time. For a heartbeat, nothing exists but this. Her lips part with a soft moan. She’s clutching at me now, hips moving in tiny, desperate circles. I can feel the wetness soaking through, a sheen that makes my blood rush. “You’re learning fast,” I whisper, dragging my fingers along her pussy, teasing. “See, this is why married girls come to me. They think they’re sinful or bad for wanting it… but really, they’re just starving. Starving for someone to give them permission to be as filthy as he’s been thinking. And I? I derive pleasure in giving it to them.”

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."