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Climbing onto the bed, I kicked the duvet aside and spread my legs wide, then grabbed my earphones and hit play on my favorite audiobook. “Hello… Daddy.” I activated the audio play. The low, velvet voice filled my ears instantly. “Mmm, Laila… you came back, baby. My naughty little slut. Close your eyes for me and spread those pretty legs wide and let your fingers slide down between your thighs. I want you to feel how wet you already are just from hearing my voice.” I obeyed without hesitation, kicking the sheets aside and parting my legs shamelessly on the bed. My fingers tremble slightly with excitement as they trail down my stomach and settle between my cherry folds.

A robust man leaned on the sofa, half naked, while two ladies pleasured him with their touches. Some ladies gave men blow jobs on the seattes. They glanced at Brittany as she walked in, their tongues gliding and bobbing up and down the man's cock. Brittany's brows creased. What on earth is going on? She's only been to a club, not once but twice and that was when she was in high school. Never had she seen anything like this before. Was this the kind of club her uncle ran??? The realization hit her like a jolt of electricity.

With shaking legs, I whispered under my breath, voice breaking: “Mama… I’m so sorry if I don’t make it. Your whore daughter just wanted to take care of you and her brother…” I crawled back onto the bed, turned onto my back, and slowly spread my legs wide open for all four men. My hands were trembling as I reached down and spread my puffy pussy lips myself, exposing my stretched, glistening hole. “Do it,” I whispered, voice barely audible. “I want to know my real limit.” The four men looked at each other, then at Epstein, who nodded with a sick grin. Jamal went first, sliding back into my womb. Rico forced himself in beside him. My pussy stretched painfully around two massive cocks again. The

“He’s… not real, right? But I can see him. I’ve heard you sometimes… scream late at night. Moaning, gasping. I thought you were watching something sexual and masturbating, but this… please Can I… touch him?” Lucian looked at me, he got furious and aroused. “You brought her here? Into my world, without my consent??” “She won’t tell anyone Lucian ,” I said quickly, my voice damn shaking. Lucian’s angry face was scary. “Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?”

The e-mail showed that Selena was Googling pornographic websites - specifically sites which catalogued and stored sex stories. As he checked the screenshots and the text which was being typed into the search bar, he found that she was looking for stories which dealt with S&M, dominance and submission, bondage and humiliation. The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later.

I peeked, hiding by the side of the doorframe, careful not to get caught. And there he fucking was—Rick, he wasn’t having sex with anyone like I’d suspected, he laid open on the king-sized bed in all his glory, his back to the bedhead, naked and vulnerable. His legs were up in the air, knees pressed toward his chest like he was positioning to get rimmed... His cock was rock-hard, throbbing with a shiny silver penis ring clamped at the base of his cock, balls, swollen under the strain. On the laptop beside him was gay p**n, playing out— one muscular man topped a twink, pounding him relentlessly. Rick’s eyes were glued to the screen, blazing with lust, as his hand worked between his spread ass

Chapter 1: Elaine was her in her room going through her laptop when an ad from a p**n video lit up on her screen….she frowned at this and clicked on it intrigued…it wasn't like she hadn't watched p**n before but that was a long time ago…the video lit up on her screen and she saw different people having wild sex with each other…theIR moans sounding out loud in her room…she focused on the p**n she was watching…she didn't even notice her stepfather walk into the room all she heard was …

I jumped, spinning around. He was standing there in the dim lamplight, arms crossed, looking equal parts shocked and annoyed. “You can’t learn sex from videos. It’s not a chemistry class, for fuck’s sake. Those are actors, staged for cameras. Real sex? It’s messy, personal, about connection and communication. Not some formula you memorize.” My cheeks burned with embarrassment. I stood up, facing him. We were close…too close. Close to the point I could smell his body wash.

I bite my lip, typing fast. “Just a T-shirt, riding up. Black lace panties, super tight. You will definitely like it and it will drive you crazy.” His reply pops up quickly, making my stomach flip. “Fuck, I can picture you on that bed. Should I tell you something nasty?” “Go for it,” I type, my heart picking up. “If I were with you, I would grab your boobs, slow at first, feeling you up. Then I will slide my hand down, beneath your panties, rubbing your clits and fingering your pussy till you’re shaking.”

Then we would come back to our house and discuss the idea. Friday afternoon Tabi was stepping out of the shower when I came home. My wife wrapped herself in a towel and sat to paint her toenails. I could see under the towel and noticed that she was freshly shaved between her legs. She left a little up above, but her pussy lips were shaved baby smooth. The thought of her showing this to my friends gave me another pain in my stomach, but the site made me horny out of my mind. I began to touch her hoping we could make love before the evening began. She didn't want to have full sex, because she wanted me to have her after I injected the sperm inside her to help push it further in with hopes of b