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MAYA His mouth moves lower, kissing across my collarbone, down to my breasts. He takes one nipple into his mouth and sucks, hard enough to make me gasp. “Damon!” “That’s it, little wolf. Let me hear you.” He lavishes attention on my breasts, sucking and licking and biting gently until I’m writhing underneath him. Then he moves lower, kissing down my stomach, my hips, my thighs. “Spread your legs for me,” he growls. “Let me see all of you.”

His touch was all I needed. My hungry hole ached for more. My fingers were not filling me enough. I let out a low growl before withdrawing my hands. Fuck Daniel, I sighed. Before my hands were enough. The images of my men from erotica were enough. Now nothing felt good enough. I sat up and opened the drawer beside my bed. My eyes fell on a vibrator—black, thick, and long. My fingers curled around it before taking it out. I leaned back into the mattress, bending my knees and parting my legs.

I whispered my size—34D—and she groaned approval. Her descriptions grew filthier: how her first lover had teased her clit with feather-light strokes before plunging fingers deep, how she'd come so hard she'd soaked the sheets. My own fingers plunged in rhythm, building to a shattering orgasm that left me squirting, thighs trembling, a hot gush soaking my chair. Jessica stood, showing her panties now navy from waistband to crotch, the wet spot obscene and beautiful.

"Dear diary, why am I so horny all the time? This morning, I was rubbing my pussy before I was even awake. I cam twice and I was dreaming about getting rapped! Is there something wrong with me for that?" I took a step back I was so blown away by the entry, Ava had a rape fantasy? I had to know more. "I walked home from school with Riki again. It has been almost a week since we last had sex, god I wish he would just tie me up and ram his cock up my pussy. If I, could I would let him do so every day but I'm sure he would think me a perverted slut if he knew. Besides, privacy is hard to come by with my parents and my sister around. Speaking of my sister, I'm not the only one with high libido ar

She knew the desire was already obvious on her face as well so she didn't hesitate to do as he said. She began to grind and even brought her protruding jewel closer to his masculinity while still sitting on it. She moved to rub her femininity with only thin panties covering it. She was not afraid to do that because she knew that his maleness was also lifeless because of his condition. His two hands were holding her waist again to help her move her body against him. "Damn! Aaaghhhh!" his violent growl was quite loud.

“Miss Sophia, the number one rule of being here is celibacy.” “Yeah,” she said, hopping up to sit on the edge of his desk. Her legs parted just enough. “But life without sex is so boring. So I just had to remind everyone that sex is amazing.” She smiled wider. She wasn’t wearing panties. Her bare pussy was on full display, pink and still glistening from earlier, pointed directly at him. His jaw tightened. “Miss Sophia, what are you doing?” “I’m showing you what you’re missing…” she murmured. She glanced at Mary and gave a small nod.

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Their cocks were obscene: thick as wrists, veined like twisted ropes, heads flared and leaking heavy, glowing precum that dripped in long sticky strands onto the floor with wet plops. Marcus screamed through the ring gag, but it came out as a wet gargle. The five demons circled Lila slowly, breathing heavy, sulfur and raw lust thick in the air. She stood there trembling, cum still leaking down her thighs from the first two, but her pussy was clenching visibly, hungry for more.

“My secretary. My ex-wife. My perfect little sluts.” Jessica and Claire watched him, lips parted, hands lazily touching each other’s bodies as they waited. With a deep, guttural groan, Charlie’s orgasm hit. Thick, powerful ropes of cum erupted from his cock, raining down on them. He painted Jessica’s full breasts and face first, then shifted to cover Claire’s tits and open mouth. Stream after stream of hot cum splashed across their bodies...on their stomachs, necks, cheeks, and tongues. Both women moaned softly, arching slightly to receive every drop as he emptied his balls completely over them.