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"Travis’s jaw clenched, and I saw him reach for my wrist. My breath caught when he touched it, sliding my hand up himself to position it on the hard cock beneath his jeans. My pussy spilled over as our car rose and dipped on the platform, the speed decreasing until we came to a stop."
“He was a God. Deep tan skin, dark hair all over his chiseled body, powerful thighs, and all this mine. This body mine right now to fuck. His cock stood up straight against his stomach. That I hadn’t seen in some time. This was a cock that was thrilled to be young and strong and had no intention of wasting a second of its life. My mouth watered when I looked at it. The glistening head, the small bead of fluid running down the side onto a vein underneath. All this delicious."
"He bent into her and began kissing her wetness—softly, lingeringly. Linnaea moaned appreciatively, but she soon pulled his head up to her level. "I'm so wet already," she whispered. "Please just fuck me, before another minute elapses. I promise you can lick me later, for dessert."
"Thank god, I silently prayed, as I sensed that he was about to fuck me. Oh god, I want him so badly. All I could think about was the feel of his cock pressed deep inside of me. I was in an incredibly vulnerable position, with a man that I really didn’t know; a man whom I was sure hadn’t even told me his real name. It was the sexiest damn thing I’d ever experienced, full of illicit, dangerous tension. It was wrong and filthy and I loved it."
"Peter works his fingers into my hair and fucks my mouth in slow even strokes. I moan because I love the feel of it. The feel of a man steadying my head with his hands. The feel of his hips surging forward so he can drive his cock into my throat. It is the heady feeling of surrender and control. It is the only position in which I feel that mix of power and weakness."
"As soon as his tongue touched Sarah’s clit, she stopped playing. James reached up and returned her hands to the keys, and as she began again he continued to roll his tongue over her swollen nub. As he bit at it with his teeth and then sucked on it, her playing became erratic and he knew she was loosing concentration on the music."
"He continued kissing and sucking at my neck and cheek as his hands collapsed into himself, tearing open his fly, reaching in and pulling out his painfully stiff cock. I spread my legs, allowing him to rub his glans against my dripping slit. I could feel the moisture pooling between my legs and it allowed him to slide his swollen tip effortlessly into me."
"He pulls my ass back to meet his cock. Eventually he works out a sort of rhythm, rocking me back and forth as his penis dips in and out. My cunt drips as he fucks me, as I finger myself, as we pleasure each other hard and fast."
"Then I delicately penetrated her with a finger and began probing her G-spot. It unfurled itself on the upper wall of her pussy and, as soon as it had given up its location I stroked it unrelentingly while my tongue flicked her clit. She was helpless."
"The repositioning of my body caused my slick pussy to slide against his cock and he nestled it between my raw, ravenous labia and my ass. It was all I could do to maintain my control. I wanted to start fucking him until I had completely spent myself up, but I had so many tricks yet to play on my prey."