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Anna had inherited the castles overnight and become Lady Cole Grey, an aristocrat she never asked to be. The estate was the center of the whole area, full of staff and tourists, but the nights inside the huge stone walls were lonely. She had gone from a single-mom’s daughter trying to get guys to buy her drinks to a woman with a title and a reputation to uphold. Max, the butler, was different. He took his job seriously, anticipated every need, and was easy on the eyes. Quiet, too. Perfect. One evening she called him to her private chambers. “Hi, Max. About last night…” “Yes, miss.” “You don’t talk too much, do you?” “No, miss.” “Perfect.” She didn’t need words. She pulled him closer by the lapels of his uniform, kissed him hard, and guided his hands under her silk robe. Max was careful at first—gentle, thorough—until she whispered that she wanted more. He dropped to his knees, pushed the robe open, and licked her until she was trembling and wet. When she pulled him up he freed a thick, hard cock. Anna sank down onto it slowly, gasping as he filled her. She rode him in the big armchair first, hands on his shoulders, letting him suck her tits while she bounced. Then he stood, carried her to the four-poster bed, and fucked her deep and steady, one leg over his shoulder so he could go as far as possible. “Yes… yes… just like that…” He flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her hips up, and pounded her from behind while she gripped the sheets and moaned into the pillow. She came hard around him, shaking, still begging him not to stop. Near the end he turned her onto her back again, locked eyes with her, and drove into her until he groaned and flooded her with a thick load. Afterwards Max stayed quiet, as always, carefully straightening his clothes. Anna lay there, satisfied, looking at the canopy above her. “Thank you, Max.” “Yes, miss.”

The soft launch of Hotel Vixen Caribbean had been a complete disaster. Hollywood hadn’t delivered, inventory was a mess, and the owner was ready to snap. Nancy leaned against the desk, arms crossed. “You need to get laid. Maybe some old friends can help.” Lillian raised an eyebrow. “Are we friends? You guys wrecked my wedding… but you did take my anal virginity and gave me the best orgasm of my life. So give me another one and we’ll call it even.” Nancy smirked. “One condition.” “Absolutely. I want to do my ass again. We can do that with Alberto. I like his dick.” A quick radio call later: “Alberto and Matthew to Room 69. Code pink.” Lillian was already naked on the big bed when the two men walked in. Alberto’s thick cock was half-hard just from the sight of her. She didn’t waste time—she dropped to her knees, took him into her mouth, and sucked him deep while Matthew watched and stroked himself. “So good to have your dick again…” she murmured between licks. Alberto pulled her up, bent her over the edge of the bed, and worked two slick fingers into her tight ass while she moaned. When she was ready he pushed the fat head of his cock against her hole and sank in slow, inch by inch, until she was full. “Fuck… yes… just like that…” Matthew moved in front of her. Lillian opened her mouth and took him while Alberto fucked her ass with long, steady strokes. The room filled with wet sounds and her muffled moans. They switched positions often—her on her back with legs pushed up so Alberto could drive deeper into her ass while Matthew sucked her tits, then her on all fours getting double-teamed, one cock in her mouth and the other stretching her hole. Near the end Alberto pulled out, flipped her onto her back again, and pushed back into her ass while she stroked both of them. Matthew came first, painting her tongue and tits. Alberto lasted a few more hard thrusts before he groaned and flooded her ass with a thick load. Lillian stayed open, breathing hard, cum leaking out of her as she smiled up at them. “Unforgettable,” she whispered. “Just like I remembered.”

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