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She had sex with her step-brother. “We got married!” Martin said. “Isn’t it wonderful?” Gloria exclaimed. “You mean, you are planning on it?” Juliette added, forcing herself to breathe. “We are ready for the Champagne now, please,” Martin ordered from the server, who came by to check on them. “No, we already did,” Gloria said with a smile. Louis looked stunned. Juliette thought she might faint. “When?” She squeaked. “When we were in Hawaii,” Martin replied. The server returned with the bottle of champagne that had been set aside for this occasion, and started to pour glasses for each of them.

The touch lingers. I shift, pressing my thighs together. My pussy is already getting wet. This is ridiculous. They’re just being nice. But my body hasn’t been touched properly in weeks, and something about the way they look at me—like they can see straight through my polite smiles—makes me clench. Clara sets her wine down and scoots closer on my other side. “Let’s help you relax. Tell us what you really need out here.” The conversation drifts. They share stories about the other wives in the neighborhood. The secret parties. The way certain husbands travel and certain wives… entertain themselves. Their laughter is low and knowing.

They laughed loudly at her feeble protests, their hands roaming all over her naked flesh but ensuring to avoid her pussy mound. Tessa screamed again as her bikini bottoms were pulled down to her knees, her thighs pulled apart and her gaping sex leered at by four huge black men. She lay there struggling weakly as her thighs were held open and each of the drooling men ogled her sex disgustingly. They lifted her and pulled her knees up, taking turns to get a better look at her slit and the pink little ring of her anus. “Nice arse,” one commented. “Wouldn’t mind fucking that I can tell you.”

He pulled the bag closer and my eyes widened at the varieties of sex toys inside the bag. I was definitely getting spoiled today. He lifted my skirt up to my waist, pulling my thong to the side. His other free hand ached my back even more. "You might turn into a river if you continue dripping this much..." I snapped my eyes shut, as his fingers traced the outline of my slick folds. Grinding a bit on his fingers. "You are quite impatient." The flogger landed on my ass and I screamed out. "Fuck... I love this already more..." I moaned as he pulled his fingers back from in-between my thighs and slowly caressed my butt cheeks where the flogger had just landed.

Amaya I tried to hold it in, my pussy clenching around his tongue. I attempted to close my thighs but his large hands held me in place. My legs trembled, my whole body shivering and my eyes tightly shut. I dug my nails into his hair while whimpering loudly. “Please. Ohh Lorddd..” Tears streamed down my cheeks as Maxwell added a finger to join in the assault. My body convulsed, as hot, wet release flooded out of me.

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV I take my time there, sucking it like candy, my tongue poking at the pee hole in the middle. Feeling that Dnaria shudders again, and I peek up to see her closing her eyes briefly.

He pulled out; cum leaked from Jace’s hole. Tyler sped up—fucking Kelvin harder. Kelvin stroked himself furiously—coming with a shout, ropes splattering the couch. Tyler slammed deep one last time—groaning as he filled Kelvin’s ass. They collapsed—sweaty, spent, cum everywhere. Amanda lay in the middle—body wrecked, covered in their releases. She smiled—sinful, satisfied. “Next time,” she whispered, “bring more friends.” Tyler kissed her—tasting the others on her tongue.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father forces son to be star in his adult film; mom inserts herself into film; they become a couple. Mom has primordial fight with another actress for right to do sex scene with son. Mom and son end up with studio after divorce. Father doesn't fare as well.]

Tyler pulled out of me slowly, his thick cock glistening with our mixed juices. A thick trickle of his cum leaked from my freshly fucked pussy and ran down my inner thigh. I was still trembling on the bed, my black dress bunched around my waist, breasts heaving as I tried to catch my breath. The room was dimly lit and already smelled like sex. A few other couples were making out or fucking on the large sectional couch and the other bed in the corner, but most eyes were on us now.

With each word he said, I could feel my temper flare, threatening to overwhelm my body. I exhaled, trying to unnerve myself. “You had sex with a girl after a party, Yeah?” he asked, whistling as he anticipated an answer. “I go under the sheets with girls 80% of the time I hang out with my friends. So what's the big deal? I don't remember any being so special. Can you be more specific?” I asked, leaning on the wall. “Always?” he asked. “Not until I got married,” I replied, still confused.