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He grabbed my wrists and tied them behind my back with my own soaked panties that he picked from the floor. The fabric was cool and tight against my skin, cutting off all circulation. His hand fisted in my hair, and he yanked it hard, forcing my back to arch. My scalp burned, tits pushed out, nipples hard and aching. “Fuck, will you look at that,” He said, voice thick with lust. “Two pretty pink tight holes. They’re both gonna get their fill of this cock.” He pressed the fat, slick head of his cock against my asshole. It burned as he pushed in. The stretch was intense, way more than my pussy. I gasped and whimpered, my body tensing.

I moan hard every time he licks my nipples making it hard. “I thought you said only kissing” I moaned out breathlessly. “I change my mind,” he says and grins evilly. He loves to play with my boobs until he makes me come. While I was writhing underneath him, he tugs his shirt off and puts my arms in his back indicating me to scratch it when he thrust me. Liam has a fetish for scratching thing whenever we make love. Right now, he's holding my hips grinding down on me. I pant breathlessly and gasped every time he thrust in deep.

She thought, watching one of the pornstars squirting over the artist’s face as he dragged the machine over her sensitive pussy drawing intricate designs over the pink cunt. The males were grunting as their got their dick pierced and dick rings inserted. Hell, Brazzers is surely not for kids. Kate thought because what she’s seeing is making her mouth gape in surprise. Speaking of dick rings, she'd never seen it on the sex gods and she wondered why. Aiden drew to a stop in front of an empty seat and dragged Kate to his lap. She settled with a low gasp and Aiden rounded her waist with his hands. Just two steps away from them, the squirting female pornstar took Aiden in and both she an

I asked him, my pride hurt and anger flaring in my eyes. "Yes, that is what I am asking of you. Being with a pregnant woman has always been one of my fetish. Your stubbornness has already driven me over the edge, knowing this now has only intensified my desire to worship your body. The one that is now Mother Nature's plaything" he said, the lust evident in his eyes as he drooled.

I nodded lightly, and he smiled. Holding my neck and a little of my breath, he hit deep against my uterus. His cock set me on fire and made the walls of my core open for him. Everything became his. The horniness corrupted me. The fetish of being restrained, of having something rough, but controlled, left me with my head spinning and a smile in my mouth. I had never let a man do that to me. I've never had enough confidence or desire. But, fuck, Pablo was another story.

But regardless, he will find out that he was made for us. I follow my mates’ scents to the bedroom. As I pass the playroom, I can tell that they used this room quite thoroughly when Brandon initially came home. Their scents and the smell of sex permeate the air. I dry swallow, thinking of the things that I have wanted Brandon to do to me in that room. I’m not into pain the way that Charlie is, but I love being restrained. The Goddess truly knew what she was doing when she mated the three of us. Brandon seems to be a deft master in both of these fetishes. The anticipation of what he will do to both of us in the playroom has my dick twitching in my pants.

He loved to see them moan and cry, tremble and pulse… And now, 3 cute sexy hotties, graced with perfect bodies, were at his service doing whatever he wanted to see, 3 of them: a sultry blonde, suntanned brunette and puffy ginger were having fun in front of him, a blonde was sitting in armchair with legs spread wide and fingers in her cunt to masturbate, while ginger one was lying on her back, and hot brunette settled on her, moving her hips like if she was gonna fuck this slut. Their clits touched one another what made them moan repeatedly, the brunette was kissing her partner’s neck, face and lips, then, very slowly, she moved down her stomach, after then when her tongue touched ginger’s pu

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

Andrew’s Cross and being flogged with rhythm so sensual it looked like worship. But all I felt was his hand at my back, pushing me forward, deeper into the crowd of Doms and submissives in masks, corsets and open lust. No one tried to hide their stares. Not when they saw the man I belonged to. Not when they saw me on a leash, bare under leather, nipples tight, lips parted. We passed a cage with a girl kneeling inside, moaning through her gag while her Master traced ice cubes down her chest. Passed another room where a woman screamed out in orgasm with nipple clamps biting tight and wax dripped down her belly like blood.

I pulled it out and stroked, "Fuck...Megan, you are crazy...amazing study break...you got me so hot...my dick's feeling good...mmmm...so good!" My hand wrapped around the base and I dick-slapped her, poking and teasing her tits. The nerves endings in the head felt every nuance of the way her nipples sat atop puffy mounds. The sexy topography of her breasts was just part of why Megan was rapidly becoming my new fetish. My dick was pulsing, feeling thick in my hands and her tits were dripping with lube; there was a sexy SMACK, if I swatted hard. SMACK "I love your tits...mmmm...your fuckable big tits...big...puffy...yeah...fuck yeah!"