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She felt him throb inside, hitting deep, pleasure radiating from her core. They fucked until dawn, exploring every position: her riding him on the couch, breasts bouncing as she ground down, feeling him nudge her depths; him eating her out on the stairs, tongue delving deep until she squirted; doggy in his bed again, his hand in her hair, pulling as he claimed her. By morning, bodies sore and sated, Ethan whispered, “We can’t tell anyone.” Lila nodded, but inside, she knew—this was her victory. He’d begged in actions if not words, and she’d give him more reasons to crave her.

She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.

he growled, kicking my legs apart. I obeyed, water running down my back. His cock rubbed between my ass cheeks, thick and hot. “Ryan... condom?” I asked, voice shaking. “Raw. Like I promised.” He spat on his hand, slicked his cock, and pushed the fat head against my hole. “Gonna breed this stepbrother ass.” He thrust in hard. The stretch burned like fire as he sank deep in one long stroke. I cried out, the sound echoing off the tiles.

I had hoped that love could overcome ambition. That weekend, Sienna came to Marcus's apartment, and they didn't leave bed for most of the day. It was a marathon of sex and conversation, of exploration and discovery. She showed him exactly how much pressure she liked on her clit while he was inside her. He discovered that if he held her hair tight while she went down on him, she came from that alone, the submission and control mixing into something intoxicating. They talked between sessions, lying tangled together in his sheets. "Tell me about her," Sienna said, her fingers drawing patterns on his chest. "The ex-fiancée."

The Italian rolled off his tongue so easily and the goosebumps spread across my arms and up the back of my neck so fast it startled me. The cold office suddenly felt several degrees too warm. "What does that mean?" I whispered before I could stop myself. "Why don't you come to my office right now and take my cock into that sweet little mouth of yours. Maybe then I'll tell you what it means." His voice rasped hotly. My breath hitched. Hot heat rushed between my legs immediately and crossing them tighter right now was not helping in the slightest. "Why don't you go pay a sex worker to come suck your cock day and night,

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In the twinkle of an eye he was gone, the door clicking shut soft behind him As my breathing evened out it began to really sink in that I had just had sex with Leo. Leo who was 33. Almost two times my age. And I felt good about it. Really good. In fact I wanted more. I wanted to feel him in my pussy, sliding in and out and stretching me there, filling me completely

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The woman's holes gaped when he pulled back slightly, clenching visibly before he plunged in again, forcing another gush that soaked the furniture. Lara's gaze flickered over just in time to catch another scene unfolding a few feet away, two guys locked in a heated 69 on the floor, their muscular bodies tangled and slick with sweat. One was on top, his mouth engulfing the bottom guy's cock in deep, throat-bulging sucks, bobbing with enthusiastic slurps while his own shaft disappeared into the bottom guy's eager mouth. They deep-throated each other without mercy, gagging noises mixing with hums of pleasure, and balls resting on chins as they took every inch, but the real kicker was the girl s