don't love me quietly...

it was a pretty empty stop. in fact, melody was the only other person to get off the bus besides the girl she was following, moving with a swiftness that would raise alarm bells if someone was paying attention, but she wasn't. melody could see her head was down, as if she was texting someone, so she obviously wasn't paying attention when melody grabbed her by the back of her shirt and quickly dragged her into an alleyway, shoving her against the wall harshly to knock the breath out of her. up close she could see the girl was dressed a bit immodestly, which only turned melody on more. "looks like we have someone who's inviting me to have some fun." she said, smirking as she slid her leg between the girls thighs.

surely this had to have been the universe’s sick way of repaying her for having her head buried down in her phone while walking out in public suspecting nothing. she’d gotten off the bus, laughed at a few memes her friends had sent her and then the next she knew she’d been dragged down an alley dropping her phone in her struggling and was swiftly knocked out by one good hit to the head when she was shoved into the wall harshly. she’d fallen back limp into the other woman’s arms, dazed and confused. she’d just been coming from a party, hence the dress that she definitely shouldn’t have worn that revealed definitely too much, and now it had cost her dearly. she was unconscious, but she still felt the hand sliding between her thighs, earning a hushed moan once the stranger’s hand reached her thong.

THE BUILDING FELT FROZEN IN TIME. patient files, equipment, and medical instruments strewn about with walls covered in graffiti and ceilings caved in from water damage. it wasn't a usual honeymoon spot, but to dove nothing felt more romantic than a 'no trespassing' sign. they were making their way up the staircase to the final floor, her a few steps ahead, when she playfully lifted the back of her dress to flash the camera – lace hugging the curve of her ass. "oops." she bit back a laugh before glancing over her shoulder. as soon as they reached the top, she started down the corridor and slipped into the first room she saw. what she wasn't expecting was an examination chair. her eyes lit up at the sight and once she noticed the straps fastened to the armrests, an idea struck. she turned on her heel, tilted her head. "... are you going to restrain me, doctor?"

in any ordinary situation-- had it been anyone else, laylah wouldn't have let them take her into a haunted mental asylum, or at least what she was sure was a mental asylum with how much equipment she'd already seen. catching her wife's ass being flashed a few steps above her, laylah just snorted. "you want me to blow your back out in a haunted asylum?" she couldn't help the laugh that left her lightheartedly. following dove into the room, she just looked around. "are you sure that's a good idea?" she chuckled, but stepped closer anyways and sat her wife down in the chair against her better judgement.

"You like that?" Lola's hips moved back and forward, her cunt perfectly smothering all of Nyla's face. "I know you love being used like a toy Nyla." She spoke not caring whether the woman needed to breath or not while her legs shivered around the other's face. "All you need is for mommy to come on your face." The woman's ass rose up just a little, keeping herself slightly up and rubbing her clit on the other's nose, her moaning growing louder. "How does mommy taste?"

as lola's hips moved, burying nyla's nose between her ass cheeks and swiping it back and forth like a credit card in a reader, all the other girl could do was lay there and take it. she'd nearly run out of air as she felt lola's legs shivering against her face, gasping for air the second her ass rose up, only to be met with the woman smearing her clit all over her . "s-so good.. sweet," nyla could only gasp as she fought to suck air back into her lungs.

he watched the whole scene play out before him. the way she calculated each movement as she crossed the room. how she struggled to lower herself onto her knees through the discomfort. heat settled low in his stomach at the faint quiver of her thighs as they fought to keep her standing, only to betray her seconds later. he sucked in a disappointed breath, averting his eyes to the watch on his wrist to signal his thinning patience. she spent the next sixty seconds or so cumming and crying into the carpet before he rose to his feet and sauntered over to what was left of her. his head tipped to one side, inspecting the red ring peeking from beneath her. tongue clicked, “ that’s definitely going to stain. ” and almost regretfully, he crouched down next to her and pushed her hair away from her face to meet her gaze. “ this is a five thousand dollar rug—ruined—because of your incompetence. ” he let his gaze follow his hand as it slid up the back of her thigh, gathering her skirt just enough to bare her skin before his palm came down in a firm smack.

before he'd even said anything else, diana knew she was in for it, and her body twitched and convulsed at least twice in those sixty seconds, but with the back to back waves of pleasure, it was safe to say diana had lost control over her own functions, blinded by the heat between her legs as she squirted into the carpet at least twice, which of course made the carpet even more of a mess. then she heard his words. "i-i'm sorry." she whimpered, glancing at him as her thighs kept shaking thanks to the vibrator. "i'm sorry!" she repeats, only to be met with a smack so loud that it echoed through the whole house, and her now bright red, handprint-marked ass jiggled, making her cry out and clutch the carpet for any sort of stability, legs still violently quivering. "t-turn it off, please!" she begged.

"i've been following you for awhile, this wasn't exactly planned out ut it's what needed to happen." he said, sitting on the edge of the bed, close to her hips. "you've been implemented ina. crime, and you're supposed to be brought to justice, but I know what jail would o to a pretty girl like you.. so I decided to stop you from having to deal with that." he said, his voice low, yet cold. as if this was just a normal routine: following a girl, drugging her, and bringing her into his house. as if he had done this before. "so as long as you do as I say, then I will make sure that you're rewarded for what you do." he reached out, setting his hand on her thigh.

mila shouldn't have been surprised she'd been being followed, especially not by a guy claiming to be a cop when she'd just robbed a fucking bank not even two weeks ago, but she'd thought she'd done an above average job at laying low. she hadn't even spent any of the money yet! "i'm not as sweet and innocent looking as you think i am, guy." she shook her head in disbelief, "i'm starting to think i'd rather jail than--" she pauses, feeling the hand on her thigh, "whatever sick thing you think you're doing here."

reed knows exactly what that look means, and he can't help but feel a tinge of excitement flowing through him. their boss has told them multiple times that being involved could be messy, complicated. but attraction between them is almost impossible for them to ignore. " you are going to be naked, drunk, presumably horny, and you expect me to behave? " reed laughed as he looked over towards her from the corner of his eyes first, before turning to give her his full attention. " and if i don't? "

"if you don't i'm gonna pounce on you the second we make it through that door," taylor warned. "you know, a woman like me has needs... and a boy like you can meet them," she purred, leaning over into his lap and undoing his belt, then reaching to pull his shaft out of his pants before moving her head into his lap and kissed the fat tip of his shaft. "actually, why wait?" she purred, moving to lick from the base of his shaft to the tip. "just keep us on the road."

It was rare for Kate to work the floor these days but sometimes she really missed it. Those nights weren't even about the money she could make, it was about getting everyone's attention, even if she was older than most of the girls that worked for her, she still captivated everyone's attention, and she liked knowing that she could. That night she picked a girl to allow her to take her back into a private room, she looked fairly inexperienced and her words only confirmed it. "There's no need to be shy baby." She cooed the other, her voice sweet rather than sharp, until her hands were parting Mila's legs to stand in front of her. "What would you like to do?"

sitting in the plush leather chair, she watched the woman so confidently and effortlessly saunter up to her, the tone in her voice instantly putting mila's walls down. "well, uh.... what do people do in these back rooms?" she questioned curiously as she felt the woman parting her legs and the next thing she knew, the woman's tits were brushing against her face, since she was about eye level with them now. gulping hard, she blushed, "just... do what you usually do. do you dance, or....?"

kris squirmed some more. especially as they felt the other's cock running along them, teasing them for that split second. the deep breaths that came were also muffled, as the o-ring around their lips prevented words and most sounds other than ones of inane pleasure. speaking of, kris moaned loudly into the ring, hands taunt against their bindings as the massive cock invaded the pale, thick cheeks of their ass. instantly they clamped down, unable to stop themselves from giving the other on the otherside more pleasure. they felt beyond debauched. they felt like little more than a sentient set of holes. toes hidden away curled, hands clasping on display, eyes rolling back.

the muffled breaths and moans on the other side of the wall just made gabby smirk, spreading them wide before pushing into their asshole and groaning as she felt them stretch around her shaft, and gabby was sure she'd died and gone to heaven at the sensation. to her and everyone else, kris was just a set of holes. watching their hands clasp, gabby smirked before grabbing them and using them as handles, gripping their hands as she pounded into her hole, stretching her out brutally as the slapping sounds of balls meeting ass filled the room along with their collective chorus of moans.

With feigned innocence Alice did her best to look at Gabriella from where she was leaning down, face down to her mat ass up into the ceiling. "Oh really?" She asked only then making her as giggle just a little more. "I guess we're just lucky it will take your sister about an hour to get home." Alice announced with a smirk as she switched her position, now stretching her legs into a downward dog. "In case you wanted to try any of those other 50 positions."

"if i didn't know any better i'd say you wanted me to blow your back out," gabriella taunted, "but not out here. bring your sexy ass inside," she smirked, reaching down to slap said ass hard. "you're gonna be a pretzel when i'm through with you, i promise."