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His cockhead speared into me, rubbing the upper walls of my pussy over and over! Shit. The scent of sex filled the air. Our noises, groans, and moans tangled and joined in a filthy, dirty harmony. Hailey changed position, now she was still straddling my face but facing Damon. She spat on my clit and Damon ravaged my pussy like I was nothing but a whore. She rubbed my clit fast and hard as my husband’s thrust grew wilder. The sensation was insane. I could hardly keep up with my task of eating her pussy. I was trembling, moaning, and screaming into her pussy from intense pleasure.

As she was telling them how amazing it felt, how relaxed I had made her, and how incredible it felt to be so relaxed that she actually felt vulnerable, she began to subtly grind her ass into my now hard cock. The couple then described the sexiest thing about the other's personality before looking to us to answer. Mom then stated that the sexiest thing to her about me is that she found herself willing to do things with me that she never imagined doing. I agreed with mom, but then added that her submissive nature was a huge turn-on for me. This made the woman perk up and look to mom for details, but mom just shook her head making the other woman pout. Mom and I both laughed at her as we contin

"Why did you do it?" "I lost the bet with Domina which made me her slave for a day. She told me I wouldn't have to do anything with a cock during my slavery unless I begged for one. I begged for a cock when she wouldn't let me cum until I did. Then Domina made me think I would have to let Master fuck me in all my holes, though in the end, I only had to suck his cock. But when I decided I wanted to remain a slave and wanted to submit to a woman who already a slave to a Master, I would have to be available to him. Now, with but a few exceptions which I agree to, only my mouth is available to men except Master. He mostly uses his other slaves for sex, but I am available to him at all times just

The raw power we held over him — this strong, dominant man reduced to trembling need — was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced. We pushed him past every limit. Double-teaming him with our mouths, then riding him in tandem. Madison on his cock, me on his face, switching, grinding, slapping, kissing. The room reeked of sex and sweat. His muscles strained against the chains, veins bulging, body glistening.

The woman was getting her pussy impaled by this scaly-balled animal from another dimension, but she could not deny the pleasure he was given her, and her screams testified this, as she reached down to rub her own clitty. Whilst viewing this amazing scene, Dorian’s mind wondered, and he thought about his own sexual fantasies. If he was being totally honest, he’d never really been into kinky sex, or dominant or submissive stuff, or even voyeurism.

I clenched my jaw at the images flashing in my mind and controlled myself. I licked my lips and answered, “I am a dominant, Bella. I like to control my partner while having sex and ordering them around like when and if they can come. Or not at all.” If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.

Back at the pub she worked at before she resigned to move to Sin city for this acting role, the girls there used to mention their biggest, darkest fantasy. Kate remembered the girls listing their fantasies which included, Sex fight, bondage. Dominant and submissive, Sex with strangers and married couples, and most of all, orgasm control. The girls had admitted to have displayed sex fight between themselves before at their place. Yes, Kate now remembered everything they used to tell her. She hadn’t taken it serious but it’s obvious now that everything registered in her subconscious mind which is spilling out now in bits and scattered pieces.

It’s sexy as hell. Call me vanilla girl all you want, but I love missionary. I love the feeling of his skin against mine when he thrusts into me. I love his breath on my neck when he explores my insides. I love sloppy and deep kisses while he strokes my insides. I love wrapping my arms around him and pulling him tight against my chest while feeling his cock in me. I love threading my fingers in his hair while he rests his head on my shoulder and still thrusting into me. That, to me, is the best feeling ever.

She fucked herself hard while her other hand pinched and twisted her aching nipples, her brain replaying the feel of marcus strong hands on her breasts from the slip earlier, his powerful body pressing against her. His image in her mind pushed her over the edge. She came hard, biting her lip to stay quiet, her body shaking with the first real orgasm she’d had in years. The guilt hit immediately afterward, but the pleasure lingered, leaving her breathless and shocked at how vivid the fantasy had been. The fire instead of being quenched, was highly ignited…Tamara wanted more…..wanted those strong hands to grip her boobs tightly……she wanted him to dominate her. The principal's wife slutty Era j

"You like being my secret?" "Yes! Fuck, yes!" she cried out, her legs locking around my waist, pulling me even deeper. The raw sex was relentless. I was hitting her deep, over and over, my movements fast and heavy. Every time I slammed into her, she let out a loud moan, her body clenching around me. It was erotica in its purest form—just two bodies colliding in a way that was forbidden and perfect. I reached down, my hand finding the spot where we were joined, rubbing her clit as I continued to drive into her.