The Nasty Professors and The Harem Site

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e. Oh lord help me, what have I done? A whimper catches

fuel sizzling every cell of my body from the inside out. I cry loude

So I stop trying. Not that anyone can hear us three

ke me cream a little more. Pleasure sends my eyes rolling closed as m

sense. They make me feel more than I have in the last five

te, and beyond aroused. Knowing they are this hard f

midnight on New Year’s Eve. Dark Eyes, the one with an easygoing smile and mountains of muscles to

gasping and so desperately ready for the promise of more I see in the

ems neither do they because a hot mouth claim

I know what he is ask

pil

aim,” Whiskey Eyes, the beast of a man betwe

ng to find out what he will feel like when he finally opens me

ing my heart into a fluttering race. All three hover so c

d when our gazes collide, I find th

nd sexy scruff kisses me, and before I have the good sense to push my way

nd tease them into following me up two flights

udden burst of sensuality and

im impossibly close. The man is already invading my space enou

against my hip. God help me he ta

s over mine, he takes it deeper. Harder. There’s no

of adrenaline that a single kiss shoots through me,

o usher in the new year with something so wild, so un

nough. When he pulls away I look on as he edges up the hem of my skir

I’m about to give myself to three men in the spare room of

with a lacy pair of panties, but I don’

lk versus lace anyway. Not in the lea

he second they see just how ready I am for wha

coming off is a blur. They are no better

e skirt with a skimpy top, I basically

their friend and I watch as Whiskey Eyes fal

ongue over my throbbing clit I cry

me just right where he can get a better

good,”

er. Girl-cum drips down the crack of my ass and I can f

t came to that? He stands and suddenly I’m lifted and left with no cho

I’m grateful all the same. Muscles

t a throaty moan when my maske

two coming beside me to hold m

ns, taking an exposed nipple betwee

d tasty. Sw

. He’s not as demanding as the broody one and the contrast is min

Breaking the kiss, I lock my eyes on the one betwee

ding me firmly, he lifts me until the

ussy lips and sinks balls-deep in one smooth glide. Writ

ake me come too fast and we’ll have to start al

raws, dips the head with shallow strokes, te

arder this time,

himper and roll my

from any of my expectations I might burn alive in

g me growls lowly. He pushes forward when leaning over me and gruffly whispe

and I can’t keep my eyes