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I could feel his cock so deep within me,it made my toes curl up. Silas touched my pussy lips as he held me closer, making sure I stood properly for the assault on my ass. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I moaned and groaned, taking Drey's cock deeper and deeper. He took his cock out and immediately,Silas pushed me to my knees, forcing his cock into my mouth. “Take it bitch! Suck it up!” He screamed at me as I moaned and pinched my nipples. Soon, I was shaking and moaning out loudly as I felt myself dripping to the floor.

I screamed, my legs shaking. He brought those soaked fingers up to my mouth and pushed them past my lips. “Suck,” he ordered. I did. I sucked them like a starving whore, tasting my own filthy juices. I gagged as he pushed deeper, bobbing my head, drooling all over his hand while he kept rubbing my clit with his other fingers. “Fucking slut,” he groaned, pushing his fingers further into my throat. “Keep sucking your own mess like it’s candy. fuuuuck! So damn hungry.”

"Just keep on talking, I can hear you." I continued to suck on his cock faster now, my tongue swirling eagerly around the sensitive head each time I pulled back, greedily testing more of that salty precum. My pussy was soaked, my fingers sliding easily in and out of my dripping hole as I frantically rubbed my clit. I was sweating now, my thighs was trembling from how turned on I was. The risk made everything faster, the visitors didn't know that a lady was under the desk, sucking on her boss's cock.

He sucked one hard nipple into his mouth, nibbling and biting just enough to send electric shocks straight to my clit. “Oh yes… ahh!” I moaned loudly, writhing under him as he pinned my hands above my head again. I still couldn’t believe this was happening, my ex-husband’s step-nephew was sucking on my tits while I moaned like a desperate slut for him. And I fucking loved every second of it. After giving both nipples the same rough, wet attention, he finally released my hands and sat back. I watched anxiously as he unbuckled his belt. His trousers dropped, and his cock sprang free.

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

Long, slow licks, then he sucked the head into his mouth, swirling his tongue while the dildo pumped in and out. I gripped the sheets, hips bucking. “Please… more. I need you.” He pulled the dildo out and replaced it with his tongue, licking deep into my hole, eating his own dried cum from earlier. The wet, filthy sounds mixed with my broken moans. “Beg,” he ordered, replacing his tongue with two fingers, then three. “Tell me what you want, captive.” “I want your cock,” I gasped, completely broken. “Please, Vincenzo. Fuck me. Breed me. I can’t take the teasing anymore. I need you inside me.”

I climbed onto the bed, straddled his chest, and thrust my tits in his face. “Suck on my tits,” I ordered Man Number Three. He latched on to my right nipple and heat shot through me. “Oh, suck harder. Pull with your teeth.” I held myself over him, relishing the pleasurable pain, squeezing and pinching my other nipple while he worked.

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I arched, hands in his hair, moaning uncontrollably. “Suck them—yes!” Ethan slid two thick fingers into my pussy alongside his cock, stretching me even more. The dual sensation made me thrash. He curled them, hitting that spot inside while his thumb worked my clit. I came again, screaming his name, body convulsing. “Ethan! Fuck— I’m cumming so hard!” He kept sucking my tits, alternating between them, biting gently, then soothing with his tongue. His cock never stopped; long, powerful strokes that made my eyes roll back.

someone mutters. “Safety check,” another growls. Hands grab me from every direction. I’m lifted clean off the floor, passed backward over seats like a crowd-surfing toy. My hoodie’s gone in one rip—tits bouncing free, nipples hard from the cold air and the promise of what’s coming. “Fuck, look at these,” a guy in a backwards cap breathes, latching onto my left tit and sucking hard. Another mouth seals over the right, teeth scraping. I moan loud, head falling back. “Yes—use me—”