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I didn't resist, not even one resistance came from me. “Nice cock for a rich boy. But I’m more interested in this.” He spun me around and spread my cheeks, thumb pressing against my virgin hole. I gasped. “I’ve never… I’m not gay,” I whispered, voice shaking. Vik laughed darkly. “Doesn’t matter. Your hole is twitching like it wants to be ruined.” He freed his grip from me and slowly walked over to the man and released him. The man gasped, wincing, obviously because his pleasure was cut short.

I moaned softly, my body melting against his hard chest. Vincent didn't wait. He came up behind me, his breath hot on my neck. 'Good girl, Lia. You want this, don't you?' he whispered, his hands sliding up my thighs, pushing my skirt higher. I nodded, breathless, as Vaughn's mouth moved to my neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. Their hands explored me eagerly—Vaughn cupping my breasts through my blouse, pinching my nipples until they hardened, while Vincent's fingers traced the edge of my panties. I felt so exposed, so wanted, in this empty office that usually held boring meetings. The thrill of it made my pussy ache with need.

“This is how hot girls like you have to be fucked. With love, but really fucked!” After satisfying Lina from the front, while still inserting another finger into her from behind, Vince decided it was time for him to do the honors. Vince, who had left the lubricant within reach, reached out and took the tube, putting a lot of the product on his member. He left her very relaxed and removed his fingers, replacing them with the head of his member at her entrance. Lina was completely absorbed in the lust and felt no pain, just pressure and discomfort, but she wanted more.

We'd go on dates, he'd get me flowers, and we'd probably go on vacation, have sex on the beach, and even go to weddings together… Delusional me. His family must have tolerated me a while back, but that didn't mean they wanted a damaged woman for their precious son. I brushed all those thoughts aside as I noticed Vincent had kicked off his pants and boxers. Now we were both stark naked. His chiseled, hairless eight-pack chest was in full view with his powerful naked thighs, and his hard length poked against my belly button. I ran my fingers around his flat nipples as he guided me to the bed.

I thought I was straight until I met Vincent, he was older, ripped and dominant. Somehow, having his gaze on me always has my dick hard. There was only one problem. He was my girlfriend's father! When I caught him touching himself, I shouldn’t have kept watching. The way he looked so sweaty and breathless that I couldn't take my eyes off him.

Riccardo removes his head from between my thighs and starts to squeeze my breast. Vincenzo kneels between my thighs and smirks at me. Then without warning, he inserts a finger into my pussy. I let out a shaky breath. He begins fingering me, turning, teasing, twirling his fingers inside of me. His fingers are hard and fast. He brings it out and sticks it in his mouth, licking it off like a lollipop, then inserts it again inside my pussy. He finger fucked me, exploring every depth and width of my pussy, playing with my G-spot till I am breathless.

He probably couldn't control himself anymore so he came to get a taste of what the other two men were enjoying. He stood by the side and took my hand and placed it on his bare d**k. I didn't hesitate to start stroking it. Then he brusquely dragged my head, our lips touched and he kissed me hungrily, returning my hand to his d**k each time it fell out. In no time, Grinning Sin was already spilling his nuts inside me. He pulled out afterwards and Mr. Trouble took over. He groaned loudly when his d**k went deep inside my p**sy. He gripped my waist and slammed me so hard I saw stars.

Vincent sneered down at her, marvelling at his dick as she cradled it in both hands. Fuck. Her touch was searing and he fucking liked it. Wanted more, like some pussy whipped, bitch school boy. It was just her high and mighty bit that had his dick jumping in her hands. Nothing more. He wanted to fuck young pussy. So what? "Presumptuous little whore," Vincent said coolly, taunting the young virgin at his feet, like they weren't both driving each other wild. Do you feel it too, little dove? The sexual tension between us. It's… surreal.

The muscles of my legs began to hurt when he lifted my leg to his shoulder, wanting to have more access to the bottom of my belly. I closed my eyes when I felt a slight twing of pain, that position ended me, especially when I was with well-endowed men. And it wasn't an end in the legal sense of the thing... It was painful and my horniness ended by magic. In fact, that's what happened. From one moment to the next, I couldn't fake the moans anymore, and I started panting for the pain. Dennis also noticed. And if he were the man I imagined when I closed my eyes, if he was taking me in the raw sense of the word, I would have continued and made my horniness return.

If Mang Tomas had given him even a second’s notice, he might have been able to brace himself. "I’m so sorry, Ma’am Lucy!" the driver apologized, scratching his head in embarrassment. Lucas M. Villarreal is a twenty-seven-year-old gay man and is also the heir to the Villarreal Group of Companies. Smart, tall, rich, with excellent genes, undeniably attractive, and yes, absolutely beautiful. He was proud to be beautiful twice over. Since fourth grade, Lucas had known in his heart that he was attracted to men. He wasn’t sure how it happened, but he remembered being drawn to his handsome classmates. He used to sneak his sisters' Barbie dolls, too, since they wouldn’t let him borrow them.