The Art of Temptation

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to a wall with no

p me, what

scream. Not to release all the emotions burning through my body l

aster than it ever has before. I don’t know how to

party rages on downstairs. I'd be lying if I said the idea o

as my entire world spins on its axis

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

masked my

sed. Knowing they are this hard for me sen

ond these stolen moments we have before th

uckling, he retraces the path with his wicked tongue and I shudder, gasping and so desperately ready for the promise of more I see in the depth of his eyes. I don’t want t

ou pro

asking and brisk

his massive cock, hisses. He strokes himself and God, he’s huge. So fucking thick I’m dying to find out wha

ts with anticipation, sending m

th our body heat. Between us a roaring heat blazes and when o

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

e up two flights of stairs and stealing away in a half-lit room. My friend is

ose. The man is already invading my space enough to where I feel his heart rat

econd. I don’t have a lick of experience to compare the zing of adrenaline that a single kiss shoots through me, but I know no one kisses like that and simply forgets. Do they? I hope not. That’s why I

the hem of my skirt for his friend, revealin

s me. This is happe

n the spare room of a college friend wh

panties, but I don’t have to carry that thought for long.

All they want is

he second they see just how ready I am for wha

t coming off is a blur. They are no bett

e

re skirt with a skimpy top, I basical

h a hungry look in his eye. When he drags the pad of his wet tongue over my throbbing clit I cry out so loud

ing between us and that makes me wetter. Girl-cum drips down the crack of

ping...maybe. Would I be bra

t with no choice but to wrap my legs arou

don't know but I’m

tense in his arms and let out a throaty moan

r two coming beside me to hold

an exposed nipple between his lips and giving

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

s all of us,” the

eyes on the one between my le

I’m

he head of his cock sits at my entrance. He pushes the thick, swollen cro

I move my hips but h

you. You make me come too fast and

withdraws, dips the head with shallow strokes, teasing me mercilessly bef

h. I expected resistance, but this is so far removed fro

don’t you,” the one fucking me growls lowly. He pushes forward when leaning over me and g

and I can’t keep my eyes