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"I liked the feel of being at his mercy. It made my cunt frantic. All I wanted was for him to fuck me. However he wanted. It didn’t matter to me. Just the sensation of it was all I asked for. Just that. Nothing else."
"He pulled her pants down over her butt. It carried her black cotton panties with it. His tongue traced the tiny butterfly tattoo on her right hip. Holding her gaze, he touched her sex. He lost the smile, his pupils dilating. Bringing his hand away, it was shining with her cream. "By God, you're wet."
"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."
"Each time he would force himself into me, I would lunge forward, my slippery hands struggling to maintain a grip upon the bar. He grabbed my hair for leverage, and yanked me back with each forward motion, until our bodies were lost in a sensual tandem."
"The waitress just shrugged her shoulders and pushed her middle finger into her pussy past the second knuckle. "They'll have to stand in line. Besides, I just quit. Now fuck me before that cock rips a hole in your pants."
"I started to move sinuously around the pole, pivoting, circling, spinning, caressing the pole with my legs, my hands, rubbing my body against it, dancing for her. She was captivated as I climbed and inverted, the moves flowing seamlessly into each other. I ran my fingers through my long black hair, down my face, my body, pushing my firm breasts together, my hips snaking. Slowly and gradually, I slipped my bikini straps off my shoulders, keeping my breasts covered, teasing. Finally, while still sitting on the pole, I let my bikini top fall to my waist, revealing my brown nipples, which were already hard."
"Jess brushed her fingertips against Tara's arm. It was rounded and smooth -- almost powdery, like the softness of fresh naan. She wanted to feel it between her teeth, know it with her tongue, but she held back. Jess lifted Tara's heavy breasts through the layers of silk, one and then the other."