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I held Passion’s face down by the horns and laughed as her eyes rolled into her head; her mouth sucking whorishly, her throat constricting painfully. She reached between her legs and began desperately pleasing herself, compelled by my own fervent lust, possessed by my own desires. I came continuously, unloading spurt after spurt, thrusting with uncaring violence, punishing Passion with my masculinity. She hummed a scream around my cock, reveling in my brutish nature, swallowing for all she was worth. I held her face against my crotch, burying my entire length into her, pressing her nose into my pelvis, squishing her lips about my base, watching as her rolled-back eyes brimmed with tears of pain and pleasure. I forced her to drink the last of my orgasm as she gave herself one of her own, her body writhing behind her, wavering on trembling legs. The rage left me, the insatiable need faded, and the peaceful lust of paradise thrummed back into my mind. I let Passion go, and her eyes lolled forward. She pulled slowly, sucking so hard her cheeks stretched from her face, swallowing every drop I had to offer, revealing the full length of my new manhood. “Sorry,” I smiled apologetically to Passion as her lips parted, strings of cum bridging my tip and her mouth, “I couldn’t control myself.” “No woman can when she first experiences the heat of a man’s lust,” Passion smiled, licking my tip and running her delicate fingers down my length, pulling her fist from my ass and caressing my pussy, “it is a dangerous, brutish thing that can only be controlled with experience.” “How do men not just… rape everything in sight?” I laughed, marveling at the throbbing nature of my new organ, “that was unbearable!” “Do you not enjoy it?” Passion asked, a hint of worry in her voice, a shadow of concern etched across her beautiful face. “I love it,” I chuckled, bringing Passion up to me, feeling her dripping folds deform against my cock as she passed over it, “what’s wrong?” “I was worried that you might regret it,” Passion said almost bashfully, showing emotional vulnerability for babe the first time since we’d met, “I wouldn’t want you to think that I deformed you.” “I think of it as an enhancement.” I grinned, trailing my hands down the soft muscles of Passion’s back, sliding my palms to the swell of her tan glutes, “It’s strange to see you uncertain of yourself.” “You make me uncertain, Heat Bringer,” Passion smiled, sliding her oozing slit along my new length, “it’s an exciting feeling, but also a terrifying one.” “Why do I make you feel uncertain?” I whispered as her thighs separated, allowing asian my raging heat to push inside her, taking my male virginity. “I’m not sure,” Passion gasped as she inched herself down my length, the curve of her back deepening, “I haven’t felt like this since…” She looked deeply into my eyes as our pelvises connected, as she took the last bit of me into her tight, wet heat. Her head dropped onto my new breasts, and we took a breathless moment to savor the sensation. When her face raised to mine, her golden irises were glinting with affection, and her mouth was curved in an adoring smile. She kissed me there, japanese but her kiss tasted different than all her others. There was a flavor of love in it. “I don’t know what you’re doing to me, Heat Bringer,” she whispered as she pulled out of the embrace, “but I never want you to stop.” “I won’t.” I said, cupping a gentle hand to her cheek, trying to wipe the worry from her face. “Are you happy?” Passion asked, an expression of… guilt? Why would she feel guilt? “Of course,” I smiled, starting to thrust into her, “this is paradise, isn’t it?” “Yes, Heat Bringer,” Passion smiled, almost ruefully as she began grinding atop me, “because you’re here with me.” I’d never asked Passion why she called me Heat Bringer. Was cumshot that my name? Did I have a name? It didn’t really matter. All that mattered was the now; Passion’s hot insides clenching around me, Passion’s warm skin pressing pussy against me, Passion’s wet lips melting into me. There was nothing else. There was no one else. LUCILLA I hated heights. I hated the vertigo-inducing view from atop the palace tower, I hated traversing the treacherous edges of cliffside roads, but above all, I hated flying. I could tell it bothered Bob. And then she breathed out. “Word of honor. I couldn't resist reaching down and pulling her mouth up to my clit. “You three are so beautiful,” I moaned. It was empty. Then she asked, where does Dave keep his condoms? The interesting group was all mine! and purring and moaning. Ogre's spunk was potent. One he got to Marcos he asked John and I to fuck Marcos with him. My nipples cumshot were as hard as I have ever felt them, they looked huge. "Oh my god!" “You did it,” she grinned at me, “you’re such a big girl.” "Why do you love me so much?" No!... Tori looking at her lover in amazement. Teased her. I slipped the heavy backpack off of my shoulders and took out my cell phone. I even planned out the activities so he will get to see more of me throughout the week. After a while, Wendy turned to me and asian said “You know, I’ve wanted you pussy to be my first ever since I learned about sex” Once our orgasms were over, I looked at my phone to see him smiling at me. I asked her. “I think you are the bad girl I said you were. Holy fuck his cock was huge, it’s still the biggest I’ve ever had to this day. My tongue had already touched my cockhead. They are spirits created through human emotions, especially negative ones. “Looks like we’ll have to take care of this.” She groaned as my cream poured into her mouth, her body quaking through another orgasm as she gulped down my jizz on live japanese TV. babe