Sex stories

They fucked me good for half an hour and made it clear they were fucking a little bitch. The next-door neighbor kept banging against the wall. Once they're gone, another guy comes in. "wesh, what the hell! Are you the bitch who's been getting laid for the past hour? Don't move!" The rebeu beeps my face and fucks my mouth.

The kiss is raw, tense. Our tails rub against each other, wet, hard. I slide my hand over him. He moans, low, hoarse. His hand comes over mine, guides it, squeezes it. He wraps his fingers around my sex, starts to wank me gently, in rhythm with the video still playing in the background.

I don't have time to say yes as I take a pair of slaps before feeling it slide into my mouth little by little. A good rebeu cock deep in my throat

He didn't even take the time. Just spit in his hand, pulled down his pants and shoved it in me all at once. I grunted. No tenderness. Just need, dirty, urgent. His thrusts were deep, rhythmic, controlled. He held me by the hips like an object, pushing me against the wall with each thrust.

A submissive guy wakes up naked in a stranger’s basement, his body aching from pleasure he barely remembers. What follows is a journey into full surrender, where dominance, group action, and sexual ownership come together in one unforgettable libertine night.