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thick cock sliding down the silky surface of her legs. His hands gripped her hips hard, then his fingertips pushed over to her ass, gripping her tight to him right as he entered her hot, sopping wet cunt.
Falco thrust hard, in stark disbelief of his situation. Her pillowy tits crushed against his chest. The milk between them was warm and even soft somehow. Stephanie, as he worked, had attached herself behind him, her own tits pushing hard on Falco's back.
“Fuck me!” Selene moaned lustily. “Fuck me, Sir! Fuck your little home wrecker!”
“Fuck her, please!” shouted Stephanie. “God, she fucking ruined our marriage! She destroyed it, just so she could fuck you ! Drill her, darling! Fuck my replacement!”
Selene pulled his head close to hers, her eyes sinking into his. His universe narrowed down to her gaze and his cock in her cunt—the only two sensations worth feeling anymore. Her tight pussy walls closed hard, milking his cock for everything he had. Then, she pushed his head down to her nipple. That streaming, hot, milking nipple...
His mouth clasped around it. Instantly, he found his pleasure redoubling. It was so fucking delicious! Virility surged through him. His cock instantly felt ten times harder.
“Don't look at her,” said Selene. “You only need to look at me. I'm your hot new wife. That other bitch isn't important at all, is she?”
“Yeah.” Falco continued to thrust inside of her and lick at her nipples, even caught inside her gaze. “Not important at all.”
From behind them, Stephanie moaned out her agreement.
Selene's exotic, erotic accent tinged her words. “ I'm the only one you really love, isn't that right?”
“S-so so fucking right!” God, her pussy was so good.
“You never loved her. You only wanted me. You're glad you left her.”
The pleasure was getting to be too much. “Yeah, so glad!”
Stephanie cried out, “Yes, yes! He deserves you, Selene!”
“You need me, darling.” Selene's eyes blazed. “You need my hypnotic little cunt. You can't live without me, can you baby? You deserve me. You deserve my hot body for being such a man , don't you love?”
He came exultantly, screaming at his ex-wife how he deserved this new fresh cunt to fuck. He could feel Selene cumming with him, her entire body quivering with glee. From on top of his back, Stephanie moaned and applauded his performance.
After fading into a well-deserved doze, he woke up after half-an-hour, noticing that Selene, naked, was on her cell phone.
“Yes, Boss, he proposed.” She paused, listening. “Oh, thank you! We’ll be getting married tomorrow, I should think. No, no, you’re so busy. Don’t worry about coming. Oh yes, he’s very cooperative. He was a tough nut to crack at first—but once his wife went under, I had him.”
Selene stopped. She seemed to notice that he was listening. Smiling, she toyed with the spiral gem in her cleavage. He watched her fingers, her tits...it was impossible not to. He found himself arranged back onto her tit, sucking happily.
He owned her. He knew that he owned her. He couldn't believe anything else.
Falco drifted off. She said more on the phone, something about taking everything he ever had, but it was hard to focus on.
He didn’t care. The spiral had him, now. Selene had him. And he was so happy to give her everything.
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Bimbo Casino: No Protection
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I t was unseasonably cool in the small room of the Shining Spiral Casino where Jacqueline waited to be told what to do. She was getting rather tired of it—the cold temperature, the waiting—and was ready to call an audible and just skip out on the entire payday that had been promised to her.
The room was small and ill-furnished. There was a pile of pillows in one corner, for some reason, and two large armchairs. No windows, no drinks, no bowls of fruit or even a clock. Just a blank, maroon-walled room of which Jacqueline felt ready to rip down the wallpaper.
Her
Falco thrust hard, in stark disbelief of his situation. Her pillowy tits crushed against his chest. The milk between them was warm and even soft somehow. Stephanie, as he worked, had attached herself behind him, her own tits pushing hard on Falco's back.
“Fuck me!” Selene moaned lustily. “Fuck me, Sir! Fuck your little home wrecker!”
“Fuck her, please!” shouted Stephanie. “God, she fucking ruined our marriage! She destroyed it, just so she could fuck you ! Drill her, darling! Fuck my replacement!”
Selene pulled his head close to hers, her eyes sinking into his. His universe narrowed down to her gaze and his cock in her cunt—the only two sensations worth feeling anymore. Her tight pussy walls closed hard, milking his cock for everything he had. Then, she pushed his head down to her nipple. That streaming, hot, milking nipple...
His mouth clasped around it. Instantly, he found his pleasure redoubling. It was so fucking delicious! Virility surged through him. His cock instantly felt ten times harder.
“Don't look at her,” said Selene. “You only need to look at me. I'm your hot new wife. That other bitch isn't important at all, is she?”
“Yeah.” Falco continued to thrust inside of her and lick at her nipples, even caught inside her gaze. “Not important at all.”
From behind them, Stephanie moaned out her agreement.
Selene's exotic, erotic accent tinged her words. “ I'm the only one you really love, isn't that right?”
“S-so so fucking right!” God, her pussy was so good.
“You never loved her. You only wanted me. You're glad you left her.”
The pleasure was getting to be too much. “Yeah, so glad!”
Stephanie cried out, “Yes, yes! He deserves you, Selene!”
“You need me, darling.” Selene's eyes blazed. “You need my hypnotic little cunt. You can't live without me, can you baby? You deserve me. You deserve my hot body for being such a man , don't you love?”
He came exultantly, screaming at his ex-wife how he deserved this new fresh cunt to fuck. He could feel Selene cumming with him, her entire body quivering with glee. From on top of his back, Stephanie moaned and applauded his performance.
After fading into a well-deserved doze, he woke up after half-an-hour, noticing that Selene, naked, was on her cell phone.
“Yes, Boss, he proposed.” She paused, listening. “Oh, thank you! We’ll be getting married tomorrow, I should think. No, no, you’re so busy. Don’t worry about coming. Oh yes, he’s very cooperative. He was a tough nut to crack at first—but once his wife went under, I had him.”
Selene stopped. She seemed to notice that he was listening. Smiling, she toyed with the spiral gem in her cleavage. He watched her fingers, her tits...it was impossible not to. He found himself arranged back onto her tit, sucking happily.
He owned her. He knew that he owned her. He couldn't believe anything else.
Falco drifted off. She said more on the phone, something about taking everything he ever had, but it was hard to focus on.
He didn’t care. The spiral had him, now. Selene had him. And he was so happy to give her everything.
# # #
Bimbo Casino: No Protection
––––––––
I t was unseasonably cool in the small room of the Shining Spiral Casino where Jacqueline waited to be told what to do. She was getting rather tired of it—the cold temperature, the waiting—and was ready to call an audible and just skip out on the entire payday that had been promised to her.
The room was small and ill-furnished. There was a pile of pillows in one corner, for some reason, and two large armchairs. No windows, no drinks, no bowls of fruit or even a clock. Just a blank, maroon-walled room of which Jacqueline felt ready to rip down the wallpaper.
Her
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