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lance barely has to think about fucking her—she knows how to bounce herself on his dick perfectly. her tits are at the perfect angle to be sucked and milked; lance is in HEAVEN, just letting himself be pampered by his slutty wife. his lips continue to suction around her nipples, gently draining out the sweet liquids with lewd sounds as he sucks. "you're right, baby..." her husband moans. "i work SO hard—i deserve a bimbo wife that'll do everything for me..." eyes practically rolling back in his head as she begins to ride him. "all those outfits and workouts you do... they're all for me, right baby?"

from the moment they've met, lance has been OBSESSED with her form. it always felt like she was dressing up for him, like her hair was done exactly how HE liked it. she was a barbie doll that was meant for him to play with. the ring on her finger only solidified his CLAIM over her. and that was just how he liked it. without asking, he knew she liked it too. it was a symbiotic relationship that most wouldn't understand, but it was their love language. CONTROL. that's what lance wanted above all and she was the best thing he knew how to control.

"you're daddy's GOOD GIRL, baby... the perfect wife." he bucks upwards, unable to keep his body still with hers so READY for him. on any given day, he could suck on her tits for literal hours. lance could never be ashamed of his fixation. if anyone else was in his position, they'd be obsessed with her tits too. now that her tits were actually LEAKING, it's only grown his obsession further.

"i can feel so deep inside you, baby... i needed your pussy so fucking bad. daddy ALWAYS needs his bimbo slut." he gasps against her tits, letting himself get lost in how tight her cunt SQUEEZES his prick. "ride me good, don't let daddy slip out." his eyes close as he goes back to sucking her breasts. the hold of her arms and hands around his head is SAFE and sexy all at once, giving him more and more pleasure as he melts into his wife.

it had been DIFFICULT convincing her doctor to hand over that medication, but daphne had put her mind to it and honestly she was kind of proud of herself. getting pregnant wasn't something she hated the thought of, but this was a much better option for the married couple — lance could play and suckle from her engorged tits while daphne never had to deal with the strain growing a baby put on her tiny body. "belongs to you, daddy. all yours", blonde breezily agrees as his dick eases inside her damp cunt, walls fluttering around his thick length.

"love when you say that", blissful giggles escape as he returns to her leaking nipple, fingers threading through his dark locks as she settles on his lap, those last few inches disappearing to the soundtrack of her sighs and his gulps. "you ARE special", reminds him forcefully, a sudden yank on his hair to drive the statement home. "you deserve this, baby. work so hard . . . all you want is some milk from your wife, don't you?" she would likely need all new dresses and tops, given how her cleavage had grown, but lance would help her with that — plus it was an excuse to go shopping.

hips lazily rotate against him, body trembling as his cock nestles so deliciously inside of her. "i think you will, they've gotten so SORE these last few days daddy and i can't suck them myself, can i?" imagines the sweetness of lance sucking and easing the pain while they both fall asleep. petite femme squeals in delight as he paws at her dress, ripping and tearing with reckless abandon. it all belongs to HIM anyway, he can do what he wants with it, with her.

"fuck . . . " hues roll as he bucks himself up against her, nudging his fat cock even further into her, pressing right against her cervix. "love how you fill me, daddy. feels so damn good." hand cradles his head, moving up on her knees before coming down on to his lap once again.

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"god i LOVE you." bruce moans out, still living in complete bliss as she continues to pleasure him. love was unexpected, to say the least. the royal was known to never be tied down—whether that be for personal reasons of his family prefering him to date other royals. dating the common girl has proven to be the best decision he's ever made. "how many times have you made me cum today, pup? i'm losing track and i'm still so FULL for you." a breathy groan leaves his lips as more precum spurts out for her. 

"i can't wait to piss and cum all over you and INSIDE you... god, you're the perfect pet." the praise rolls off his tongue. his mind is fuzzy with lust and he can't seem to sate it—nor does he wish to. the sounds of her wet cunt is like MUSIC. his eyes roll back in his head as he grips her hair so he can pull her lower on his cock. he loves that she's born to satisfy him—wanting her cunt on his lips is more of a hedonistic desire to physically bond his body with her, moreso than for her pleasure; his pleasure was truly the only thing that mattered here.

"keep touching yourself, pup. let me hear those nasty noises your cunt makes..." his eyes close as he enjoys the sounds of her fingers and lips. "make me cum again. all over your face this time." the next command rolls out as he slips into a semi-dream state. "and don't let yourself cum unless it's on my face."

she did love his cock. loved every single PART of him honestly, evangeline felt as if she'd slipped into a dream that was too perfect and sweet to be true. grasping his hard prick the blonde slaps herself with it, cheek rapidly reddening as a low moan of pleasure breaks free. "s'fuckin' amazing, master. mm, feels so good against my skin." spit and cum stick to her cherubic cheek as she continues, utterly blissed out as she smacks herself with his length.

evie doesn't NEED to think anymore, does she? not when bruce was generous enough to do it all for her. if he chooses her clothing and controls her diet then she doesn't have to fret about it, about trivial things when she could spend that time making him happy. diligently the femme works at his puckered hole, slim fingers pushing and stretching as she abuses herself for her new owner. "y — yes, mhm i want your cum and your piss, sir. i'm so lucky to be the girl you give it to", evie professes, a soft kiss being placed against the pink and swollen head of his cock.

"my JOB", repeats with a comically serious nod, because in evie's mind it kind of is now — and a job she's going to excel at. "yeah . . . yeah it's for you, master. my pussy doesn't matter", the response is brainless, smooth as it slips free while her lips devour his delicious mushroomed head. she's likely sucked him dry by now, yet evie can't seem to STOP. "s'so creamy, master . . . " hand drifts from his cock to slide between her thighs, parting her folds to emphasise how slick she is, how the sound of wet lips being spread hits their ears. "wet and creamy, master. you'll make me feel so good and i'll make you feel even BETTER." yet she doesn't want to move, instead wants to remain between his strong legs and lap at him like a pup.

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it felt like a part of him was UNRAVELING as he touched her and they spoke about his previous endeavors with their mom. the feeling was vigilant and FREEING, to be himself in such a grotesque way. arthur was always the horniest male—needy in all aspects of life. "i fucked her when we were shopping for apartments for us." arthur explains. "she sucked my dick while i found this place and let me fuck her to remind me that i'm her PERFECT son." dark eyes watch her reaction as he recalls the memory of the FIRST time he fucked their mother. "after that it was hard to stay off of each other... she knows my cock so well. i'll have her teach you how to take care of me."

"aw, sis..." arthur give a caring pout when she tells him she's SORE. though it doesn't stop his actions. instead he kisses her lips, in an attempt to soothe her. "i can't control myself around you." he whispers. "we're best friends, right? you always did everything for me... just think of this as another thing." although they had their disputes, arthur did always LOVE his sister. she was his favorite person—made obvious by him fingering her cunt like he CRAVES her arousal. 

"i love when you call me baby." his forehead rests on hers and he MOANS when she admits noone has used her before. "this pussy is MINE." arthur says as he closes his eyes and focuses on fingering her. "say it." he practically growls. "say this pussy is mine..." as he makes his command, his fingers leave her and he begins unzipping his pants. "say it." he repeats, his cock now EXPOSED and hard for her. 

arthur had ALWAYS been the golden boy to her parents, they never even bothered to try and hide it — she was the annoyance, the foul mouthed younger sister that spent nights sneaking out her window and being pinned against dirty walls by unknown men. her parents were probably GLAD she'd moved in with him, a chance to pull herself together . . . if only they knew what was really about to unfold. or maybe they did? iris had caught her father eying up her tight adult body more than once, those black short skirts she loved so much offering the tiniest glimpse of pale ass cheeks. a depraved part of her had WANTED him to take a closer look, conduct an inspection on his own daughter and probe her slippery holes.

"i can't . . . you fucked her? MOM? oh my go — " it felt like her head might explode, so much information being thrown at her that should have made her sick to her stomach yet didn't. "wh—when? when did you fuck her?" lashes flutter as he continues fussing with her swollen clit, cunt dampening against his hand and those flimsy panties. "ah ! fuck ! fuck that's sore", femme whimpers as three thick digits plunge inside her weeping cunt, velvet smooth walls clenching around the intrusion. it hurts but iris finds herself moaning regardless, those slim legs spreading wider for her brother.

"always? it's gonna take me so long to do those chores", breathless now she rolls her hips slowly, "can't you CONTROL yourself while i clean our new home?" but of course he couldn't, not when she can so clearly see how badly he craves her, how he fucks her tight cunt like he might die without it. his demand has her blinking, mind fuzzy from the stimulation of his kisses and his fingers, "th — thank you arthur . . . " being called a whore was so common place for iris that she merely accepted it, a bashful nod to accompany her gratitude.

"sh — shit arthur . . . fuck baby", hand shoots out to grasp one strong shoulder, abdomen tightening as he increases the pace. "and so are you", spits back as hues roll, "fucking mom, putting your dick inside the cunt that birthed you . . . nobody's USED me but you." even though she'd secretly wanted it, wanted older and rougher hands to break her apart, remove the badness that was inside her.

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vincent knows that he's dangling MONEY and COMFORT in front of her, like it's a reward for her sluttiness. it's the right amount of manipulation that keeps his cock hard—while aligning with his twisted moral compass. how bad can i be when i'm providing the slut with a home and food on the table? all she has to do is look pretty and make videos for him. she'll be his perfect porn star. "i'm so good to you because i know we're SOULMATES." he sprinkles hyperbole in the form of fact. "doesn't it feel like the universe wants this for you? you were never meant to live in that DISGUSTING trailer park home."

his eyes look at the semen that is drying in her hair. the sight alone makes his chest puff out in PRIDE. "it's good you've never done it... i wouldn't want any other man to get his piss near you." vincent admits. "you're MY girl. and you're gonna be the perfect cum and piss dump, aren't you?" while he pulls her closer to his cock, he can feel the pressure build up below his hip.

pissing on and INSIDE her was always a need. the moment she agreed to work for him, he knew she'd be willing. carmen just had that air of SUBMISSION around her that made him so happy he found her. "take in all my piss." he encourages her as he pulls her head down so her lips are on his cock again. piss begins to stream out of his tip and into her mouth. "drink it all up so we can shower... i'll even fuck you in there as a reward, baby... just drink all of your boss's piss."

carmen had never before had the MEANS to alter her body, what little money she had earned went in to feeding herself and other basic necessities — and now vincent was willing to help her, to provide the best of surgeons to bring her dream in to reality. "yes please, sir. i think they'd look so much better bigger", brunette agrees, because he wants it and therefore so does she now. saliva pools in her mouth as he drags his wet dick across her skin, a shiver rushing through her frame as he wipes himself off.

"i don't want to think anymore", sighs at the stress of it all, of having to worry and panic over every little thing. "you're so good to me, sir." and she still preens at the insult dressed up as praise, how her naïve and trusting nature had led her right to him. at his approval carmen ACTS ; guiding his dick toward her opening mouth, lips parting to greedily encircle his head.

lids flutter closed as his taste hits her tongue, a low hum of pleasure vibrating against him as her hand grasps his base. "hm?" blinking out of her stupor carmen briefly refocuses her attention on his face, his question stumps her for the shortest of moments. nobody has ever done THAT with her, released themselves either in or on her in such a manner . . . but if vincent asks for it, she's instantly agreeing. "you can sir, i've never done that before but i promise i'll drink all of it."

how would it taste? carmen ponders as her mouth returns to his length, tongue swirling over his head. "do you have a lot to GIVE me, sir?"

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the stereotypical term to describe daphne would be trophy wife. what lance sees is queen and goddess—in the truest sense, making him a king or GOD. it always feels like she can read his mind; as if she knows if he needs an adoring wife or a slutty doll. truly the kind of woman who can do it all and he's BLESSED to have her want to focus all that energy on him.

"oh yeah, you can watch." lance grins, LOVING that she isn't scared of him—like some of his previous relationships have. his first wife never wanted to be anywhere near even his work. it should've been his first sign that things wouldn't work out. daphne was always so INVOLVED with his work, at least as involved as he let her. she didn't fear him—which only made him love her more. 

he moans as she tastes and JACKS his hard stick. "you'll let me fuck you in front of them too, right? let me show them who you really belong to." lance is perhaps the only man who gets off, this much, on other men watching his wife. there was somthing so fucking sexy about knowing his wife was always the most attractive woman there—that other men wanted her just as bad as he did and that she chose him over all of them.

"you can have all the cum, baby. eat it all up like a good girl." lance bites his lip as the ropey semen begins to spill from his tip and onto her face. it's a BIG load, as they always are after he sucks on her tits. the seed coats her pretty face while he moans, "keep stroking. keep stroking—empty my fucking balls like a good SLUT."

daphne didn't know what she would do if she wasn't at home each and every day to take CARE of her husband. having an actual job seemed like such a waste of time, time she could be spending devoted to him --- pleasing him and spending his money to achieve that result. she never knew happiness until him, not really. his worship of her body was religious, the way his mouth was currently sucking at her hardened bud, free hand cupping the other to ensure she was being tended to. what MORE could a girl want? for a split second she imagines herself swollen with his child, milk filling and swelling her breasts and giving lance something to drink up while he all but nursed from her.

fingers move out of instinct more than anything else, a constant urge to please her husband and bring him release, he lived such a stressful life --- a good wife ensures her husband has the right ways to release that pent up TENSION. "o — oh daddy, that's good . . . s'so good", force behind those lips increases and daphne sighs in contentment. lance was capable of being so many things to her ; brooding, sensual, aggressive and cute. sometimes he was so sweet and adorable she wanted to squish his stubble ridden cheeks and kiss him silly. "like when i touch you, baby? you're getting SO hard from sucking my tits." power ripples through her tiny frame, his dick in her grasp and his attention solely focused on her.

"yeah daddy, fucking destroy them", encourages the violence with a breathy agreement, clit pulsing at how possessive her husband can be. their eyes meet and her heart explodes, a knowing smile blooming across her plush lips. "will you let me WATCH?" while she was no stranger to men staring daphne was a fully taken woman, more than happy to be on lance's arm and on her knees whenever he asks for it. if her friend's partners have wandering eyes then it's their fault -- an action always has a reaction.

"i'll write a note in my phone to be EXTRA sure", femme assures him with a pleased nod, because what was a trip without a souvenir to come from it? lips push into a startled pout when he moves, water sloshing against the rim of their large bath. for a moment she thinks he's leaving, until he directs her hand to his prick and she understands. "yes daddy", scooting herself closer daphne continues her efforts, although it's actually as easy as breathing, fisting his throbbing dick, twisting at the base and dragging her fingers up toward his head. she's at the perfect height for his load to blow all over her makeup streaked face, also the ideal height to lean down and teasingly drag her tongue over his leaking head. "so TASTY daddy, can i eat it after you paint me?"

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he keeps pumping his hips upwards, finally tugging the blanket down fully. her pleas to stop fall on lost ears. as far as they were concerned, arthur was always in charge. ever since they've moved in together, he's fucked her SENSELESS. it was the kind of love most siblings never shared, but they weren't like most siblings. 

"it breaks my heart when you tell me to stop." arthur gives her a pout. his hands clutch onto her hips as he drives his own upwards in an almost VIOLENT motion. he refuses to be subtle, as if he's FORCING their love to be in the forefront. "you just said this pussy is mine... shouldn't i be allowed to use it, even if my friends are here?"

at this point it's impossible not to notice them. his friends start watching in horror as the male takes advantage of his own sister. "focus on me." he reminds her, whispering as if he's trying to calm her down. "ride my cock like a good sister... don't you feel SAFE when i'm inside you?"

june had always thought that he was protective. though, over time, she realized that it was something else. something that she knew wasn't right but it hadn't stopped. even when his friends were around, it didn't change how they were with each other. she wasn't expecting anything given they were supposed to have a movie marathon. her face flushed as he seemed to ignore what she whispered," i can't-i can't." a squeak escaped as he rocked his hips beneath her. her face pressed into his neck as she struggled to not make a sound. her fingers were digging into him as she forgot how to even breathe properly," oh my god." she barely noticed how his gaze was traveling throughout the room.

her head lifted at his question and she realized he hadn't whispered it. a few of the guys seemed to be staring. she whimpered as she stared up at his face," it-it's yours!" her words were a half whisper as she felt the blanket shifting," please-not-not here! not-not in front of them."

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logan loved the way the crowd GASPED at his rough fucking—shocked at the perfect cheer captain getting used like a whore. cecilia made him feel great with her tight asshole, knowing she'd never let any man use it before—knowing that she'd give him anything he asked for. it was a side of her that most didn't get to see, but would now have video EVIDENCE of. "that IS you, baby... my perfect breeding bitch..." 

everyone keeps watching as the older male grips the younger woman's heart shaped ass. he spreads her cheeks so he can watch every INCH sink into her hole. it's so fucking disgusting—a live porn performance. the hectic music and their hyperbolic moaning doesn't help people from shuttering in disgust and unable to avert their intrigue. 

it's an INTENSE kind of pleasure he gets from all this. his cock throbs inside her and his moans are breathier and LOUDER. "ah—FUCK..! such a good girl... look at you: drunk and STUPID... all you need is daddy's cock and cum, right? that's all you ever fucking want..." he slows his pace down in exchange for rougher pumps. logan's grip tightens and he closes his eyes as he focuses on the warmth that builds towards the tip of his rod.

"so good, doll... you almost have MASTER there... just lay there and take my dick." logan speaks to her like she has no choice. in his eyes, she doesn't. "fuck... this tight ass feels fucking GREAT." hand raises to SMACK down on her ass cheeks before pulling his cock out suddenly. most men are used to pulling out, but instead logan grips his cock and pushes it into her sopping pussy. "ride that shit... beg me for my babies." he holds her hips and pulls her back, instructing her to push back into him and EARN his semen. it isn't long before the sticky cum bursts from his tip and fills her up. "don't fucking stop... get every drop."

getting fucked in the ass by logan always felt a little DIRTY, like she was doing something that was normally frowned upon but loving it at the same time. it was the perfect way to have pain and pleasure, that fat cock stretching her tightest hole with every harsh thrust against her — each smack to her cheeks and rough spreading of those globes made her whimper in delight. everyone would know what a nasty slut she was by the morning, those salacious videos spreading like a virus to every person that had ever shared a space with her. cecilia distantly recognised that her reputation was RUINED, nobody would truly respect her now they knew what a cock whore she was and there was a wild freedom in it.

"s'fuckin' lucky! luckiest damn slut in this whole campus", her giggles are loud and unrestrained, sandwiched between rapturous moans as he pounds her hole. the alcohol mixed with his attention is the most intoxicating of cocktails, a roll of warm hazel hues as he shouts to the crowd about her desire to be BRED and pumped full of sticky semen. "so fuckin' bad, need you to fuck that baby into me already", brunette pleads, a wiggle of her abused hips to taunt and remind her owner man of what she's offering.

"dumb damn cunt, that's ME! stupidest slut around, huh daddy?" delirious laughter bubbles free just as he clenches his hands around her delicate neck, siphoning off that precious air and making her empty pussy flutter. there's something BROKEN in cecilia, because when he speaks about taking advantage and abusing her she only wants it more --- aches for logan to just take what he wants, ignoring her own opinions and thoughts in the process.

"i . . . i can't live with you", gasps against his tight hold, the smallest wad of spit appearing at the corner of her mouth and slowly trailing down her chin. sweat beads at her temple, that tempting little doll costume now shoved up to her waist and her tits bouncing in a desperate bid to be released. it's an utterly DISGUSTING sight and cecilia feels herself edge closer to orgasm because of it.

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vincent watches as she BEGS for his love. after all, that's what all this is—love and security. he knows he can pull her from that dreadful life that she should loathe so much. a girl like her is WASTED if not used like a toy. she has the face and body for it—altering her features is only a means to prove her devotion to her owner. "i know the best doctor... we can setup an appointment soon." the male promises.

even after an orgasm, he pulls her in to rub her face along his legnth—causing it to GROW again. the man is insatiable, which is clear by the massive amount of porn videos he produces at any given time. his sex toys were only another metric that showed how HORNY he was. finally he had a girl who could be a part of that collection. when she continues to patronize him, he grins. "i'm glad you've noticed." her owner speaks, "i've always felt your stupidity was attractive though... in its own way."

when she asks to suck him off, he nods swiftly. "go ahead." gentle words breeze by, granting her his dick like it's going to SAVE her sweet throat from feeling too neglected. he cups her cheek and gently strokes it with his thumb, giving her some sweetness as a REWARD for her submission. "is it okay if i piss down your throat, baby?" the man asks, knowing that she'd be shocked—but she'd already promise herself to him, right? there was no backing out of it now. 

besides, he knew he wanted to before he even asked. asking was simply a means of giving her another OPPORTUNITY to submit even more.

carmen's always thought herself to be attractive, but most of that admiration of her own body came from MEN. they found her hot and so she believed it, believed that her waist was tight and her ass round. so it was no big deal in her mind to so easily voice her want to change her appearance for vincent --- to have him WANT her. "then i'll do it, do you know a good doctor, sir?" because the sooner it was completed, the better. she definitely couldn't afford those procedures herself, but vincent and her could work out an agreement — a way to repay him for being so giving.

hot cum coats those silky strands of dark hair, matting it to her scalp as she kneels before him, savouring every moment. "mm, it's WARM", a thrilled giggle escapes the naïve girl as she squirms beneath him, allowing this older man to empty himself in the most degrading of ways. "it really does, i think i'm tired of thinking y'know? it's exhausting and you . . . you're so much smarter than me, vincent." and so she willingly hands over another part of herself, her ability to make decisions for herself is so smoothly given to him because life was BAD without him in it, in that trailer park struggling to pay for a college degree she didn't even want.

the weight of his dick against her head informs carmen that he's finished, those fat balls drained dry from her good work — or that of the fake cunt he'd been rutting himself in to. either way she beams when he yanks her face up, a proud girl so happy with praise. frame jumps when his warm dick slides over her cheeks, lube and cum coating her pretty features and soft skin. "REALLY? are you . . . are you sure?" it seems too good to be true, a chance to shower with him, the possibility of his hands on her body. "i'll do such a good job sir, i really will i promise. can i suck you?" her greedy little hands are already rising to grasp him, to get to work on cleaning his length.

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seeing his daughter touch him is more BEAUTIFUL than he'd imagined. it's sexy, to see how eager she is—she was always such a daddy's girl. "it'll fit, baby." dennis tells her, sounding matter-of-factly when he does. "your pussy was MADE for me." gently stroking her hair while she admires his legnth. it's a sweet sight and he does his best to take it all in, though it's hard when his balls are this FULL.

"you know i told your mother i loved her for the first time when she looked just like this... stroking my cock from her knees." dennis steps closer and smirks. "i'm so happy that i get to see YOU just like this..." his cock is now right in her face, BEGGING her to kiss it or suck on it. 

while his words are comforting, there is still that bubble of nerves that settles in the pit of her stomach. there is no one in the world that she trusts more than the man standing before her, but it's her first time. every girl is nervous no matter who their partner is. but his story does make her giggle, a hand coming up to hide her smile as her shoulders shook. "our secret," she says, though the words come out in a whisper as her eyes look to what he's doing.

it's so casual, how he unbuttons his pants and exposes himself to her for the first time. yet her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of him standing proudly, already hard and pointing towards her. audibly, sienna gulps. the nerves that never left intensify as a whole new series of questions invade her brain. is he going to fit? how is she supposed to take all of him? what if he doesn't fit?

his words tug her from her inner commentary and without hesitation, she nods. "of course, daddy." there is never a doubt in her mind that she would ever question him or his actions; that had been a lesson taught to her very young, because daddy always knew best.

shaky hands move with his. over the taut muscles of his thighs, up, up, up until they're cupping his balls. they're heavy and smooth and she crinkles her nose. "they're not like what i thought they'd feel like," she shared as their hands rise higher. his cock, however, is both everything she expected and nothing at all. he's hard, yet soft like velvet. there's veins and the tip is leaking already. on instinct, her thumb swipes against the tip. "it's pretty." it might not be the typical way to describe a man in the nude, but it felt right. finally, she decided to voice one of her concerns.

"do you really think it can fit in me?"

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her CREAMY cunt is enough to make his heart flutter. his arms wrap around her as he smiles at her sweet words. "my fucking body..." lance loves feeling like he owns her. every aspect of her belongs to him—she PROMISED her life to him in her vows. "i love you so much... the perfect wife..." his lips go back to suckling on her nipples, drinking every drop her tits will provide.

she craves his approval. he knows this because he CRAVES hers all the time. it's the kind of codependance that most warn others about. a vouple should never be too INTERTWINED. but being this close was perfect for these two. "you did such a good job... the surprise makes daddy feel very special, baby." they couldn't live without each other. lance isn't even sure how he lived without her before they met.

he plays with her tits, gently squeezing them to watch the milk bead and spill, as if she's some sort of experiment that he's observing. it's so FACINATING and exciting to see her body like this—to see her physically alter herself to fit his own fantasy. "these are so full, baby... i'm gonna have to milk you all night just to relieve you." a smirk flies onto his lips with his EXCITEMENT. and before he can add to the thought, his lips are already back onto her nipples.

while he's sucking, his hands grip her outfit and begin PULLING apart the fabric. strong grip rips the dress so he's unwrapping her from the clothing—his hands were always so strong and he NEEDED her naked. he could always buy her another dress. "make your husband feel good, baby." he instructs, now grabbing her hips and pumping his own so she knows to RIDE him.

"mhm daddy, YOUR body and your milk", fingers scratch lightly against his scalp, body thrumming with pleasure as he suckles and drinks down what her newly enlarged breasts offer him. the doctor had rattled off potential side effects and percentages of the medication not working while daphne had mutely nodded, dreaming of how much lance would LOVE it if by some miracle her body and those little pills managed to work together perfectly.

"my sleepy baby, hm?" she'll never grow tired of this side of him, so unashamedly vulnerable as he sits up in bed with his milk drunk gaze alternating between her flushed face and her ample tits. "it really is, daddy. they were so SORE this morning and i was going to ask you to help me but you were up early for work and i know you had a busy day planned." what had actually happened was daphne had begun to leak, her sweet milk dotting the silk camisole she had worn, dark patches on pale pink fabric. "i did a good job hiding it until now though, didn't i?" is still so desperate for praise, even when lance is milking her tits like an eager newborn. "mhm, daddy. i need my lance to come home from work whenever he can and help milk me." he was such a busy man, daphne did hate tugging him from business — but her breasts ached, the only thing that could SOOTHE the constant pain was him and his warm mouth, his suckling on those leaking nipples.

"of course baby, i missed you today", which meant her body had too, poor neglected pussy left to clench around nothing, to do nothing other than wait for her darling husband to arrive home. gently and slowly raising her hips she drifts one hand between their bodies, grasping his hot and hard length. "you like drinking from me, don't you daddy? you're so hard . . . " a firm tug is all she gives him before easing his engorged head into her damp pussy. a low moan escapes those lush lips as she drops herself back down to his lap, cock stretching and straining inside her tight heat.

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all his sexual fantasies were being solved at once. his asshole being played with, a sex pet to own, and the WONDERFUL ego boost he gets from her doting. "it feels so good, baby girl." bruce smiles. "slap your pretty face with my dick... show master that you love his cock." the instructions are to see how much she would do for him. it's hot knowing she's willing to devote her life to being owned by him. her outfits, food, LIFE—all of it, belonging to him now.

his cock twitches and more precum spills from his, already DRAINED, prick when she asks if she can keep sucking. bruce is surprised there's still cum in his balls to give, truthfully. but it's obvious his body is ready to give her as much as she desires. especially when she asks to keep sucking and with her fingers further stretching out his asshole. he already sees a world where he lives in pleasure 24/7. "you are already such a good PET. a dumb little pup who wants all of her master's semen and piss, aren't you?"

he nods at her questions. "you HAVE to keep sucking, babygirl, that's your JOB." bruce tells her like she's dumb; a patronizing tone to continue letting her mind melt into petspace. "and don't worry, it's not for you." he explains. "if you want to be my pet, you have to know your pleasure is unimportant. master just wants to feel your creamy cunt all over my face—i want to see how much my cock makes you SPILL. maybe if you do a good job, you can make me cum again. imagine that hot SEMEN down your throat."

the praise goes straight to her HEAD, a delighted giggle slipping free as her mouth slides over the crown of his cock. "i am? hm, maybe . . . " nobody had ever called her smart before — she was kind, pretty, hot and caring but smart? well, when it came from literal royalty like bruce it made her warm inside. "is that good? you're very tight, master", and yet the blonde was almost panting around his cock as she stretches him out, easing that second finger in slowly yet deeply. she imagined it as her own ass, how it had STUNG the first time anything had been pushed inside, yet it had felt good too. exhilarating to do something so naughty.

"that would be AMAZING, oh my gosh bruce you're so good to me --- taking care of my food too?" it was almost too good to be true, he was offering her a chance to slip free from her life, to have nothing to think about but him and how to make him happy. she didn't have TIME for choosing her own clothes or meals, not when her man was so important. those hot spurts of cum earn a high pitched laugh from the busty femme, blinking as it drips down her cheek. "mm, that spot feels good, master?" and so evangeline strokes that little area inside him, humming in sweet content as her mouth dips lower down his shaft. raising her head she licks that salty seed from her lips, fingers scissoring out inside his hot hole.

each release of drippy pre-cum has evie sucking eagerly, refusing to WASTE a single drop. "mhm, s'fucking soaked master", and there's no point in denying it when she's practically humping the sheet beneath her, puffed pussy lips gliding across the luxurious fabric. "are you SURE?" she's still fucking his puckered hole, lips ghosting across his engorged cock as his cum dries on her face. her pleasure was a secondary concern, something evie didn't worry about because feasting on his dick, balls and asshole was so much more rewarding than riding out her own high. but . . . sitting on his face? well, she could still pleasure him at the same time, couldn't she? "will you let me suck your cock if i do, master?"

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starter for @sweetheartofmine! based off what we plotted w the link to the main plot in the source

the collar around eddie's neck made him feel SAFE. his new leash finally grounded him, tethering him to the girl who was now his girlfriend. the boyfriend shelter was filled with so many guys, yet she chose HIM. she was sexy and her body looked amazing in her outfit. the skirt she had on was TEMPTING, but he knew he couldn't just pull up the fabric—he was a good boy. 

when they finally make it home, he swears that he's already in LOVE. how could he not be? "you know..." he speaks, timidly. "i know we just got back but i'm happy to get started on my chores." always eager to please, especially wanting to set a good impression for his new OWNER. 

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@silkties @misaligncd

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she's at her PRETTIEST when she's beneath me, logan thought while his hips began to fuck her throat against the couch. the slobber that drips down his balls feels EUPHORIC. it tingles as he slaps his sack against her chin with each push. his fist grips her hair like it's the leash keeping her tugged towards him. "you're such a good fucking whore... a good RAG for daddy." he uses her own terminology to praise her. having her call herself a rag is one of the many reasons she's become his favorite student.

dark pupils can't pull off of her dumb puppy face. a mess of spit bubbles and precum wash over the little slut's face like she's his CANVAS to ruin. "aren't i the fucking best? letting my bitch sit there and get my cock without having to move a muscle?" he demeans, while pumping even more. her slick tongue and wet lips keep him gliding in and out of her face cunt.

she makes him feel like a fucking MAN when she lays there. there's not much she has to do other than let him use her. and he's perfectly fine with that. his body overpowers hers—if she starts to lose her breath, there's nothing she can do against him. he feels POWERFUL with each thrust and degrading word thrown her way. she's the perfect girl. submissive, needy, and slutty—and only for him. 

"this hole is MINE." he pants from the extreme movements. "MY dumb face rag... MY stupid little slut... YOU belong to ME."

degradation is greeted with a muffled moan, a squeezing of those warm eyes and a spasm of her cunt. when he uses her like this cecilia forgets EVERYTHING, it's just her and logan --- his dick stretching and bruising the fragile column of her throat as he thrusts herself down on to him over and over again. the makeup she'd so perfectly applied that morning is now almost in ruins, mascara tinged tears forming on her lash line and lipstick smeared across his cock. but it's all about wrapping herself up nicely for her man, appearing like a gift he can't wait to unwrap and play with.

she's sure that her throat will be sore once he's finished, a pain akin to a bad flu rendering her voice deeper than normal. she relishes the BURN of it, how speaking after he's done fucking her face is a struggle, how it aches. cecilia's shoulders jump as he shoves himself down further, testing her and her ability to breathe. inhaling steadily through her nose and exhaling slowly she manages to remain alert, absorbing every word that her daddy tosses down to her. loud gasp comes as he removes his dick from her throat, cheeks flushing crimson as drool drips from those swollen lips. "f — fuck daddy", it's euphoric, the feeling of doing a good job. of being the perfect set of holes for logan to fill up. "mm, EXTRA pretty when you use me like a rag", voice dips, husky from the abuse as he slaps his cock against her skin, strings of saliva and pre-cum sticking to her flushed face.

when he spits at her it's unexpected, cecilia pathetically jumps as that wet glob of saliva lands on her lips and nose. immediately her clit pulses, a low whine escaping as she pokes her tongue out to lick it up. she hopes he does it again, marking his property with every bodily fluid he has for her. she's eager to move for him, to press her back against the couch and stare up at him, spit and milky liquid coating her skin as she opens her mouth wide, tongue lewdly lolling out.

the new position allows logan's fat prick to glide into her stretched out mouth, her hands tightening against her spit slick thighs as she gurgles, swallowing down her OWN saliva before forcing some back up to lubricate his ever moving cock.

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with each suck, he can feel the stream of milk gently pull into his mouth and coat his tongue. it's soft and gentle. the taste alone sends pleasure straight down to his COCK, which grows rock hard under her weight. "my body..." the male muses, loving how she gives him claim over her body—going as far as ALTERING her tits for him. lance speaks with a slight slur, maybe from the sleepiness or it's from the daze of finally tasting daphne's MILK. Either way, he's barely able to focus on much more than sucking and holding her body as close as possible.

if he could meld their forms together, he would—as long as he could feel the sexual energy between them still. "they're so swollen, baby... it looks painful." a smirk sneaks onto his lips as he finally looks up at her, giving her tit a moment. he LIKES the idea of something causing her pain—especially if it's for him. no one is really sure why, but daphne taking pain always seemed to put lance in a better mood, as long as the pain was for or from him. it's made obvious by the MARKS he's always leaving her. slapping, choking, and manhandling were all parts of their LOVE. 

"you need your big STRONG husband to suck out all the milk, don't you?" he pouts playfully. his voice is slightly pitched up now—woefully adorable in his cute couple-talk. "i need you to cockwarm me while i suck... i think i might actually fucking cum from sucking your tits." he warns her, moaning as he watches more beads of precious milk form on her nub.

lance suddenly LICKS and sucks—refusing to waste any drop of milk. "i love you too, baby... so so fucking much." he tells her, shifting so he can pull his shorts off from under her, begging her to let him INSIDE. 

when lance was happy it made daphne happy. it was such a SIMPLE concept to grasp and yet so many of her friends just didn't — they seen the bruises on her skin and assumed she was hurting, or they heard the way he spoke to her and believed he was being MEAN. they just didn't understand. their marriage was special, it was unique and it made daphne's heart almost explode every time she thought about it. he'd always loved her breasts, sucking on her nipples was a comfort for her busy husband, so why shouldn't she add a little something extra to the experience?

"and i missed you too, daddy. i was just a little busy and you needed your nap time", because being well rested was important for such an important man. "of course i did! the doctor told me it might not work but i wanted to try anyways and LOOK! they're so swollen and sore, daddy." lips glossed to their limit push outward into a rather cute pout, those milky tits screaming for lance's attention. "i know", beams at the praise, flipping those curled blonde locks over one bare shoulder as she eases up on to the bed, legs on either side of his. "o — OH that's good baby", shivers run through her frame as he touches her tits, hues almost rolling from the intensity of the pleasure.

"that's it, baby. have a taste, you must be so thirsty from your nap too, hm? i heard you had a rough morning too . . . " fingers thread themselves through his dark hair, ruffled from his sleep. god he was so handsome. "made it all just for YOU. your milk and your body." it felt amazing, those warm and eager lips circling around her aching nipple, the slight pressure that came from his mouth as he drew out her milk.

there was no room for shame in their relationship, what they enjoyed they enjoyed and it was just that straight forward for daphne. her husband wanted to suckle and nurse from her heaving tits and that's EXACTLY what he would do. petite femme allows him to set the pace, merely humming in pleasure as he takes his time to savour the moment --- to adjust to her latest surprise. "s'good, daddy", teeth nip at the corner of her bottom lip, core beginning to pulse as he sucks her milk from the source. "i love you, lance. i love you so much." it's an unusually TENDER moment for the pair, a gentle sort of intimacy that doesn't normally happen between them. leaning down she presses a soft kiss to his forehead, breathing in his masculine scent as she strokes his hair away from his face.

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bruce loves how she talks about him. as a prince it isn't hard to find people who want to PRAISE him. but it's different coming from the pet; she isn't simply praising him, this is complete and total WORSHIP. he smiles and hums, nodding in response. "that is what you are... babygirl, you're so smart." bruce groans and moans as the other finger STRETCHES him out more. it's starting to hurt a little... but he loves it. he figured most men wouldn't be willing to take this kind of pain. most men aren't as masculine as the one who takes command of a woman and turns her to his pet.

picking out her outfits sounds AMAZING. truthfully the only criticism he'd ever had of evie was that she never quite dressed as skimpy as he'd like. what bruce wanted was his personal whore to be not just easy to ACCESS, but easy to see. he wants her asshole exposed, tits out constantly, and her pussy only shrouded by the smallest of skirts. "i can do that... i'll even make all your meals for you. you'd be a real life pet, evie..." bruce moans before feeling his cock SHIVER when her fingers hit a certain point inside of him. his hand reaches forward, grabbing her wrist to keep her still while his cock unloads some CUM onto her face and into her mouth. 

"oh—holy shit..." after a second, he lets go of her wrist and leans back down onto the bed. he isn't sure how many times he's cum already—but his loads have gotten lesser than normal. his body feels EMPTY but obviously he's still in desperate need of her help. even through these feelings, his cock is rock hard and he feels more precum spill with the sensations her fingers give his asshole.

his eyes watch her, still very IMPRESSED with how much she loves taking care of him. "my little pup's cunt is weeping." bruce teases. "do you want to sit of master's face so i can make you feel all better?"

while evangeline hadn't HATED life before bruce, she couldn't envision her life without him now she's been lucky enough to experience him. he exuded power, so regal as he lay down on his luxurious bed, hard cock leaking and balls fit to burst as if she hasn't milked him dry numerous times already. it's like living in a dream, blissful and utterly IGNORANT to the world outside these four walls. "you like that, master? it's so tight . . . i think i should try and loosen it up for you?" digit teasingly wiggles as it pushes further inside, something she's never done with another man before — because apparently that wasn't what REAL man enjoyed . . . bullshit. bruce was the most masculine man she'd ever laid eyes on.

"that's what you are, aren't you? my master . . . i serve you in every way i can and i LOVE it." isn't even aware of how much time she's spent buried beneath his cock, slobbering over his balls and probing at his ass. she could do it forever and never once complain. the taste of him across her tongue is addictive, her empty cunt weeping on to the sheets below her body.

"mm . . . " stomach flips at his words, at how she isn't simply making up their connection in her head. bruce could have ANY woman he wanted, all he needed to do was snap his fingers and they'd drop to their knees — but it's HER who's currently pleasuring him, tempting him. "i don't want to pick my own outfits though, can you do it for me, master?" those wide hues plead toward him as his precum coats her plush lips, swollen from spending so much time tending to him.

watching him recline in euphoria is a masterpiece, muscular body stretching, biceps heaving and abdomen trembling. it's almost enough to get her off, rutting down against the sheets to ease the pressure and ache. "s'fucking delicious, master." mouth suctions around his drooling head, another finger slowly pushing itself into his little asshole. god he's so handsome, so PERFECT. evie can't be anything other than utterly in love with hm.

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it is NICE to hear her smile. vincent wasn't an evil man, he was just a smart one. he knows the kind of girl carmen is—and he knows she'll feel better if she EARNS his affection instead of him just handing it out. it's what's best for their RELATIONSHIP. "mmm... i love all those ideas, princess. you'd look so good with GIANT tits and fatter lips." just imagining her as his real life barbie made it easier to empty the waterfall of semen onto her hair. 

for good measure, he keeps stroking—emptying EVERYTHING onto her head. it even surprises him, how SEXY it is to cum on her hair. vincent figured he's old fashioned, thinking that cumming on a girl's tits, face, or ass, was the ultimate form of MARKING a slut. carmen's big idea gives him a whole new level of degradation that he wasn't sure was possible. "i think if we do all that... and keep you here twenty-four-seven, then you'll dumb down a little more and be even BETTER as a toy. doesn't that sound like a good idea?"

her hair tangles against his meat stick, while he wipes it across the strands. his balls are finally DRAINED and he smiles proudly at his work. "you've done such a good job, i think you've earned this..." vincent's hand pulls her head upwards and he wipes his cum-stained cock over her face. "use your face to wipe me up. " her boss instructs. "and i'll tell you what... after this, if you clean me off real well, we can shower together."

carmen can't stop the frown that forms at his words and the way he looks upon her, as if there's something not quite RIGHT with her. "but i can be right for you, sir. what do you want me to do? do you think i need bigger tits? bigger lips?" because this deep in she'll agree to anything, anything that will make vincent look at her and deem her worthy of touching his cock, of riding it and feeling that sticky seed release inside of her. carmen had always believed she was pretty, boys always commented on her body and lips in high school --- especially when they were playing with her in their cars. but vincent was different, he was a MAN.

"really? r — really? you'll let me do that?" hues widen until they begin to burn, shock soon fading to happiness as she giggles in pure DELIGHT. "please, please, please i'll do whatever content you want!" all he needs to do is state it and she'll oblige, video herself doing those cutesy acts he seems to desire from her. petulant pout graces her mouth as he pushes her hand away, she'd barely even gotten to FEEL him and it was over. taste of his ass still coats her tongue as she places her hands palm down on her thighs, waiting for that cum to paint her body. or hair in this case.

what he's saying sounds surreal, everything she's wanted suddenly being handed to her — a chance to prove herself. "yes, yes sir please . . . please let me show you how good i can be. i'll make you SO MUCH money, i'll be the best girl you've ever had." those wet slaps against her cheek make her squirm, that hard hold on her locks burning as he directs her to look down at the floor.

carmen knows what's coming, but she's slightly distracted by his words, the proposition that lights her up inside. "i'll live her as long as you want me, sir. i'll film as often as you want me to, i'll use whatever toys you like." life back at the trailer park was bland, pointless and depressing. this was where she BELONGS, by vincent's side, his star girl. "a — abuse me?" she so desperately wants to glance up, yet refrains and stays still. "would you leave you cum inside me, sir? i'd like that . . . playing when i'm sleeping, when i can't do anything but let you TAKE me." maybe he'd slip something in her drink or food? ensure she's extra pliant and stupid.

body jolts as his cum begins to coat her hair, gluey strands coating her otherwise shiny hair. carmen can't really feel it, but it's a step forward no matter what and so she moans, purring as he grunts above her. "e — empty your balls on me, sir. rub it into my h — hair."