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The curse Lust Overdrive that I have to live with my whole lives, in any not really impeding into my daily lives too much. But the side effects were quite apparent, it affected my mental sates, for example, I will be easily be aggressive, depressed and also unbelievably horny, for a long period of a time. In a way, after having it for a few months already, I have been experimented with it most of the time, as a trained person in both physical and mentally from my time as a soldier and a hitman, I tend to have a very tight control in my own self.

" have you gone mad? Huh? I don't know, in which world you live? and which world you are talking about? For your kind information There is no such thing as love, in our world only one thing is exist and that is lust, But some fools like you call this by the name of love! And we call sex! If love or whatever you say it is exist in our world, and the people who talk about love, then Why they o does not do love in their whole life, why their love requires sex in the last. The thing started with love as you say also needs a bed at the end. Then if people like us only want a bed, not love, so what is wrong in it. I don't think so it wrong because we are reduced the stupid effort which peop

“You’ve deprived your lover of the pleasure of arousing you. There’s only one way to control your lust. I want you to get a composition book and record all the times you masturbate while thinking of me. Describe every thought and deed in filthy, explicit detail. When we meet again, you’ll stand before me naked and read the entries aloud while I decide how to punish you.” My pussy clenched so hard I whimpered and arched up against my bonds. “I prom…promise,” I stuttered. “Do you want me to fuck you now? Be honest. Isn’t that why you came to the door with your tits practically falling out of that slutty bathrobe?” “Yes, oh, yes.” Suddenly impatient himself, Frank threw off his robe, knelt betw

He reminded me, like he suggested, of all the things I forgot about myself since Lance dumped me. For Jian, lust means imprint, not love, I remind myself. But he’s wrong. Maybe that's how I can pay him back. I can show him that lust is lust and when he does imprint, he'll know I'm right. He'll know that imprinting is love at first sight, a binding love, and there is no choice in it. I know I am right, but doing this means I must gamble that my definition is the right one.

Coated in gunpowder and I wanted to combust. He groaned against my mouth, further igniting the beading heat between my legs. Goosebumps pricked against the length of my arms. His stubble scratched at my cheeks. Sharp and prickly, but his plush lips made it worth it. I wanted more. My hand trailed from his collar to the exposed skin of his chest. His pulse hammered in time with mine, shoulders bunched together when he suddenly pulled back. His breath came out in heavy puffs, eyes heavy-lidded with lust.

His breath warmed the back of her neck with long puffs. "Yes, master. I want more," she demanded. Her heart rate was shallow and beating so fast. She took a heavy breath as the air turned misty from the lusting vapor and intensity of their bodies. Her lips become parched as a result of the excessive sweat dripping down her body. Moan over moan, she cries out with so much passion and burning lust as he continues thrusting her hard, slapping her jiggling ass, and pumping her deeper. "Please, Master, do not stop. I'm coming," she said lustfully. "Please make me cum," she begged.

The loud grunts from a man in the thrall of unbridled passion echoed through the darkness. Missy lay face down on the bed with her ass in the air and the huge mountain of a man relentlessly pounding his thick cock into her. Slap, slap, slap. Their flesh merged in an almost violent frenzy of lust. Her face was contorted and sweaty as this heated exchange of pent-up desire released the fury of a raging fire she’d long thought lost. She was about to climax again.

After a while, we disengaged the kiss breathlessly, but all we could think of was, continuing. The only thing in the atmosphere at that moment was lust, apart from that, there was nothing else and it was so satisfying. Without a warning, my hands slipped behind Lorenzo's back, unzipping the zip to her dress. Instantly, the dress fell from above her shoulder exposing her huge peaks. Her nipples were erect and red. Without waiting, I grabbed them, squeezing them softly as a moan escaped Lorenzo's mouth. Bending slightly, I placed one of them into my mouth, suckling like a child who had long been starved of his mother's milk.

Everyone present focused their gaze on the women, their eyes sparking with lust, surely, it would be nice to have a taste of the wealthy Cara, she was rendered useless, but they could explore her body, and that has only brought their hormones high. "Let me have her." A deep crispy voice sounded from the other angle of the room, the slightly old man picked up the glass, and stared at the figure scrawling on the floor, his eyes sparking with lust. "I want her!" Another voice boomed out. Lucas just stared, his hands on his hip, before he snickered, at the men, lust could really tend to render one useless, but was there a difference between lust and love? You crave for someone, and yet you want

“You loved it?” “Best fuck I ever had, Nyx,” Adam honestly replied. “I underestimated you.” They laid beside each other staring at nothing, catching their breaths. “I feel sated and warm.” Nyx said. “That means that I have been able to satisfy the pure-lust raging through.” Adam said. “What the hell is Pure-Lust?” Nyx asked. “It is what makes a Succubus stay in heat and hypnotize everyone around them with sexual frenzy.” Adam said. “And it is quite dangerous, because I learnt the hard way when Succubus unleased hers. So many people died.”