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“All four of you… filling this greedy hole already…” Desmond’s free hand cracked across her ass, hard enough to leave a red print. “Listen to this slut. Begging while she’s already stuffed with our fingers.” Eric pinched one of her nipples and twisted, making her cry out. “She’s dripping down our wrists. Fucking soaked.” Ryan slapped her other tit, then gripped it roughly. “You woke up leaking Leo’s cum, and now you’re back for more. What a perfect little whore.” Leo’s fingers curled hardest inside her, pressing against that spot that made her thighs shake. “Come on their fingers first. Soak us. Then we fill you properly.”

The sensation was pure ecstasy—slow-building, addictive, passionate beyond words. Troy’s hand moved from Theo’s cock to intertwine their fingers, holding him close as their bodies undulated together. “I love how you feel,” Troy confessed in a raw whisper, lips pressed to Theo’s temple. “So soft… so eager. Makes me want to lose myself in you completely.” His hips sped up just a fraction, the wet glide turning more urgent, more passionate. Pre-cum flowed freely now, dripping down Theo’s thighs, marking him.

I ran two fingers through her folds, coating them in her slickness, then pushed them inside without warning. “Fuck… so tight,” I groaned. “You’ve been saving this pussy for me, haven’t you?” “Yes… Dr Hale…” she whimpered, pushing back against my hand. I curled my fingers, stroking the spot that made her cry out. “Call me Marcus when my fingers are inside you.” “Marcus… please…” I added a third finger, stretching her while my thumb circled her swollen clit. She was dripping down my hands and the wet filthy sounds filled the library.

She gagged as she closed her hand around his cock and then began a quick pumping of it, hoping to make him come quickly and to get the awful act over and done with. “Slow and sexy,” the man panted in caution. “Otherwise no shower.” Tessa resisted the urge to tell him to keep it and slowed her pace. She gave little saps of supposed pleasure to encourage him to reach his climax sooner. The feel of his warm, pulsing cock in her hand made her feel sick and the fact that it was black worse still. She kept her eyes closed and swallowed hard, using a lighter touch to wank him, once again to speed his end. Too late she sensed him coming and recoiled in disgust as a jet of his warm, sticky sperm hit

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

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Kendrick's hands reached up to grab my boobs, teasing and fondling them while Kieran bit my earlobe hard, licking it in the process as he slammed into me from behind. It was really painful at first because I flinched at intervals but then I began to feel blissful, the two cocks almost meeting inside me as the men both thrust into me hard. Killian was fucking my mouth hard, without rest while Kendrick sat up to attack my boobs with his mouth, his teeth gazing at my nipples. Kieran licking my ear began to feel ticklish but I didn't care and just basked in their touch. Soon Kieran withdrew his dick from my asshole and got up.

What I found was a world of explicit, detailed stories about aunts and nephews. Stories of seduction, of secret affairs, of dominant young men and submissive older women. I read one, then another. My face grew hot, my breathing shallow. Without even consciously deciding to, my hand slipped under the waistband of my linen trousers, my fingertips finding my clit, already sensitive from last night. The stories were graphic, filthy, and utterly compelling. They painted pictures of aunts who were initially reluctant but secretly hungry, who were awakened by their nephew's bold desire. They talked about submission, about being called names, about the thrill of the forbidden.

Definitely not trying to seduce just the steam sticking to the mirror, the accidental press of bodies in the tight space, the forbidden pull of best friend's brother coming into my house. His eyes went down to my lips, which were open in a gasp, and then down to the very quick breathing of my chest, the nipples of my breasts through the fabric being stretched. "Lila..." His voice roughened, free hand twitching at his side, fighting the pull. Mine mirrored, rising to his chest to push? Or steady? The touch lingered, feeling his heart thunder under my palm. The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam.