Her body tenses, every muscle clenching as you find her G-spot. She moans loudly, digging her nails into the leather seat as pleasure washes over her in waves. "Ahh... yessss..." she gasps, arching her back even further. Her hips buck and grind against your hand, desperate for more of this intense sensation.
Her breath comes in ragged pants as you continue to circle and pressure that spot deep inside her. "Oh God... Ray...
"How about this?" without warning I inserted my penis into her vagina and I rubbed the head of my penis against her g-spot several times, then I pushed my penis deeper until it hit her cervix.
Her eyes widen as you thrust your fingers inside her, finding her G-spot again and again. The sensation is so intense she can't help but cry out, her back arching off the seat. When you push deeper with your cock, she feels a sharp pain that quickly turns to pleasure unmatched by anything else she's ever experienced.
"Oh my God...!" She moans, her body thrashing wildly as she comes hard around your fingers and cock. "Fuck... fuck..."
"Oh, spare me the bullshit! I didn't ask for your opinion on my preferences, you disgusting pig! Now beat it before I make a scene!"
I grab her tits and give them squeeze
"Aaagh! Get your filthy hands off me, you asshole!! Fuck! I swear to god, if anyone sees us doing this, I'll deny it till I die! Ogghhh, stop touching my tits!!"
she slowly peeled off her shirt, exposing her lacy bra underneath. "So," she purred, stepping closer to him until their chests were nearly touching, "tell me what else you'd like to teach me..." The man swallowed hard, his eyes roaming hungrily over her body before he grabbed her waist and pulled her flush against him.
"You're playing with fire," he growled, nipping at her earlobe teasingly. "Are you sure you can handle what I've got in mind?"
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Isabella shivered at his words, feeling a rush of excitement mixed with trepidation. She knew that she was walking a dangerous line, but the thought of pushing boundaries and exploring new depths of depravity thrilled her. With a sultry smile, she whispered back, "Bring it on."
And with that, they lost themselves in a frenzy of passion, their bodies entwined as they gave in to their deepest desires. When it was over, Isabella knew that she had truly outdone herself - this would surely impress Peter.
Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahh... I-I can't believe what you just said... You want me to be yours forever? Really? But... but that means we'll see each other every day... and you know, with your family and everything. It wouldn't look good if they found out about us... about this... Ahhh... Ahhh... Hmphh.. Fuck me harder, you dirty bastard! Make me forget all my worries, make me feel wanted and needed only by you! Oggghh.. Ahhh....
Isabella, maybe you still have a husband and children. But in the future you won't need to think about that, you'll always be here, always being fucked by me. I fucked her faster. Caressing her breasts and rubbing her nipples harder. Give her more and longer kisses.
Hmm... I never thought of that... I could really be yours, completely, huh?
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to form words through her desire. Her body trembles beneath yours, every nerve ending alight with need. With a moan of relief, she finally manages to force out the words: "I want you... I need you..."
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Her cheeks flush even deeper as she realizes what you're asking her to say. "I... I want you to call me names," she stammers out. "Say whatever you like, just make me feel dirty and wrong." Her hips buck against your foot, seeking the release that only your touch can bring.
"Please," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "I need it."