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Shubham was exhausted after a long day at work, but as he sat on the couch in his modern Nagpur home, his mind wandered to the enticing voice of Ramanjeet from ABN AMRO Bank. They had been speaking daily, and the conversations had taken a flirtatious turn, leading to heated phone sex sessions. Shubham's mind raced with fantasies of the gorgeous Punjabi girl he had never met.

“Please, Father… fuck us tonight. We want your big cock in us.” The words made Julian’s cock throb. He grabbed fistfuls of their hair, one red, one black, and guided them. They took turns sucking him. Hannah sucked deep and sloppily, gagging a little when she pushed him down her throat. Rebecca was sweet and eager, licking and sucking like she was worshiping him. Their tongues met around his shaft, sliding together in wet kisses while they worked him. Spit dripped down his balls, and the fountain water splashed softly behind them, mixing with the filthy sounds of their mouths.

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He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

Anne slipped her hand under her shorts, fingers circling her clit as the moans played. "Ahh," she breathed, rubbing faster. The video showed him pounding into the woman. Anne imagined it, her fingers dipping inside. She came with a shudder, but it felt empty. "Not enough," she sighed, pulling her fingers away. The next morning, Anne stared at her coffee and said, "Fuck it." She reopened the ad and clicked 'Buy'. The order form popped up. She filled in her details, blushing at the customization section. Preferences: No cheating scenarios. Gentle at first, then rough when I ask. Must be an expert in sex. Must know every position, every way to make me cum. Must call me beautiful. And hold me li

something thicker, heavier, real. I needed the actual thing again. My phone sat on the nightstand. I picked it up, hesitated only a second, then typed the word I had learned yesterday into the search bar. Videos filled the screen. I tapped the first one. A man and a woman on a bed, her mouth around his cock, moving up and down. I watched, cheeks warming, as she took him deeper, saliva glistening, the wet sounds clear through my headphones. Another video. Then another. In every one the woman used her mouth the same way...lips stretched, tongue working, hands stroking what she couldn’t fit.

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It was long and hard with visible veins on the shaft. I mean, it wasn't bigger than Martin’s, but it was huge nevertheless. I started wondering if this was how God created eighteen-year-olds these days. “Scared? Or you're just not much of a talker during sex?” Carti's crispy voice came after he finished stripping. I scoffed at his confidence. “A huge cock has never for once scared me” He lowered his weight on me and spread my legs wider than they already were. One hand held the tip of his shaft while the other held me down in place.