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“You should be. We were assholes. But tell me honestly, Lila… does hearing us talk about how wet you get turn you on right now?” I bit my lip. I couldn’t lie. “Yes…” I admitted softly. Theo smiled, stepping even closer. “Good girl. Because we’re not lying. Your body is fucking perfect. That soft round belly, those thick thighs, those heavy tits that feel so good in our hands… we love every inch of you.” Miles’s hand lightly brushed my waist. “And when you get wet for us… it makes us crazy. We can smell it sometimes. That sweet, aroused scent. It drives us wild.”

Sean leaned against the lavatory, crossing his arms across his chest as if he still wanted to stay in the bathroom with her. "Did you mean to send my belongings to the room farthest from you?" Thera winced. He was a mind reader. But she should be honest with him. “For safety reasons. You’re a man, and obviously, I’m a woman and I look prettier now. You might.. you know.” Thera bit her lower lip. Gracious, she was told she was nearing her thirties, yet she was acting like a teen who hasn't been kissed. Kisses told her that men find it hard to control their libido. She must believe her since she had been through many relationships even before they entered college.

“Aren't we doing this voluntarily? Come on, being a secretary and being able to make love to me is certainly one lucky woman." Bella cried because of that, she felt that Nicholas really thought of her as a cheap woman. "Serve me now, Bella." "No." Nicholas then played a video where in the video Nicholas and Bella were there and they were making love. “If you don't want to, you can imagine how this video would spread so easily, right? Then your name will be ruined.” "You …." "Why?" “Aren't you afraid that Miss Hadid finds out about this?” "Even if Miya knew, would that mean anything to me? I just have to tell Miya that you were the one who teased me."

His hand immediately cupped her heat, slipping two fingers inside her slick folds. Atticus gasped as his fingers pumped in and out of her. “Oh! Oh! Oh!” she moaned, panting heavily. “Oh, God, Phoenix…” Her nails dug into his back as waves of pleasure overtook her, her hips moving to meet the rhythm of his fingers. “Shit, Phoenix,” she whimpered as his pace quickened, sending her spiraling further into bliss. Atticus’s body lifted to meet his every move, desperate for the release his fingers were coaxing from her.

READY TO DRAIN BALLS 🍑💦 Keisha's Pov "Fuck! I'm so fucking horny I could ride a doorknob right now." Mira moaned in a breathy voice from the king sized bed. I turned and looked at her, letting out a chuckle. My best friend, Mira, was sprawled out, lean thighs spread wide, her tiny pink thong pushed to side so her waxed pussy was on full display. She had sure been tampering with her pussy, which looked swollen and gushing.

She tasted the whiskey on his tongue, sharp and inviting, as it slipped past her lips, coaxing a soft sigh from her depths. The world narrowed to the points of contact: his free hand finding her waist, pulling her closer until she straddled his lap, the polo hiking up to bare more of her thighs against the rough denim of his jeans. Heat radiated from him, seeping through the fabric, igniting her core. Liora's hands roamed his shoulders, feeling the play of muscles beneath, while his palms skimmed her sides, thumbs grazing the undersides of her breasts through the thin shirt. The kiss grew hungrier, tongues dancing in a rhythm that mirrored the quickening beat of her heart, breaths mingling i

“Oh, I remember, Lila. I remember every fucking detail. The way you stood there staring, thighs pressed together like a desperate little slut who wanted a taste. You think I didn’t see how soaked you were?” Heat flooded her cheeks and her cunt. She was dripping already, panties clinging uncomfortably. Lila parted her lips further, letting his thumb slide inside just enough for her tongue to brush it teasingly. “Maybe I did want a taste. Maybe I still do. What are you going to do about it, old man?”

Trust settled warm in her chest. He began the final therapeutic session like a ritual. Hands warm, oiled this time. Deep strokes along her back, releasing the last stubborn fascia. Thumbs worked her glutes, then moved inward. When he reached her pelvis, he added the TENS pads—low, rhythmic pulses that made her gasp and arch. His mouth followed the electricity, tongue flicking her clit in time with the current until she came hard, wrists pulling against silk, a raw cry echoing off the walls. Chris removed the pads and untied her. He lifted her to the counter, her legs wrapping around him. No condom tonight. They had celebrated negative tests days earlier. Skin on skin felt like crossing the f

Ericson say again as Wilkes got to Trisha and pushed two fingers into her pocket to fish for her wand. “Here it is,” Wilkes whispered to Trisha as he pushed the wand into her tied hands still drenched and stinky from pool of piddle he had swam through. “Thanks,” Trisha responded then held the wand firmly. “Bring your hands,” she whispered and Wilkes did as he was told. He spread his wrists apart to the maximum stretch the rope allowed and Trisha put the tip of the other end of her wooden wand on the leather rope. “Losareigh Thermosip.”

Lisena replied, leaning down to give Merin a comforting kiss on the forehead, before her hand tilted the candle, letting hot wax drip onto her flat stomach. “Ah! Hot!” Merin flinched violently with shock and pain. “Shhh… it’s alright, good girl,” Lisena whispered soothingly. “You’ll get used to it… a little pain like this will only heighten the sensation, you know.” She dripped the hot wax onto Merin’s skin again and again, from her stomach down to her inner thighs. Every drop that touched her skin created a stinging pain as if seared by a hot iron, but it was drowned out by Lisena’s sweet words and gentle kisses, until Merin began to be confused about whether what she was feeling was pain o