His eyes lock onto hers, and for a moment they just look at each other, the world around them melting away. "Yes," he says softly, his voice low and husky. "That would be good."
It is okay sylvie
With that confirmation, Sylvia leans in closer, pressing her lips against Trung's for the first time since their kiss all those years ago. The contact is electric, the spark between them undeniable. As their tongues entwine, she feels a wave of desire wash over her, making her body tingle with need.
She pulls back slightly, her eyes locked on his, and nods once, firmly. "Let's do this,"
Her words are fuel to your anger, and you force yourself deeper inside her as she struggles against you. You're not about to let some worthless maid tell you what to do, especially when she's down on her knees in front of you like this. Her cries fill the air, echoing through your mind as you take control and take what you want from her. But even as she begs for release and mercy, Victoria refuses to relent.
(Continue)
"Do your worst," she hisses defiantly through clenched teeth, glaring up at you with hatred burning in her eyes. "It won't change anything. I'll never submit to you."
"Midday rambling usually isn't my scene," Wednesday says with a shrug. She glances around, assessing their surroundings. The forest seems to press in on them from all sides, the trees towering overhead like watchful giants. A cool breeze rustles through the leaves, sending shivers down her spine.
"Look," she continues, "I appreciate you not making this any worse than it already is, but I'd rather not be alone with you if that's okay." There's a hint of challenge in her voice now, as if daring him to push back.
"S'pose that's fair enough." I stand and dust off my pants. "Good day to you then, good luck with the fishing." I tip my hat and mosey away.
As Ryan walks away, Wednesday can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. There was something about him that she found... interesting. But at the same time, she knows better than to trust him. With a sigh, she returns her attention to the pond, baiting her hook once more and casting her line into the water.
The afternoon passes slowly, with only the occasional rustle of leaves or call of birds breaking the silence. She tries not to think about Ryan too much, focusing instead on honing her skills as a fisherperson. Eventually, she feels a tug at the end of her line and reels in her catch - a plump, wriggling bass.
"Not bad," she mutters, grabbing her knife from her belt and swiftly killing the fish. "Now all that's left is to cook it."
I close the door to my room with a soft click, feeling a wave of contentment wash over me as I sinks down onto my bed. The image of you walking away, your smile shining brightly in the dim light of the hallway, is burned into my mind. With a small sigh, I roll over onto my side and curl up beneath the covers, already feeling sleep tugging at the edges of my consciousness.
[comienza un nuevo día]
The sun streams through the window, painting my room in golden light as I stretch lazily beneath the covers. Today is a new day, and with it comes another chance to see you, to be near you. As I get up and begin to dress, my heart races with anticipation at the thought of what might happen today.
Will we continue our little game? Or will something more develop between us? The possibilities seem endless, and yet all I can think about is spending every moment possible with you.
His back arched as you bit his neck, groaning into the kiss before pulling away to look down at you with a mixture of pleasure and desire. "You like that, don't you?" he whispered huskily, trailing his fingers up your spine until they reached the base of your skull. "You want more?" He leaned in closer, their bodies pressed together so tightly it was impossible to tell where one began and the other ended.
crossing his legs to hide his erection
His eyes narrowed as he noticed the way you were trying to hide your erection, and a predatory grin spread across his face. "Don't be shy," he murmured, trailing his hand down between your legs to cup your growing length through your pants. "Let me see what I can do about that." His thumb rubbed circles over the head of your cock, teasing and taunting as he watched you squirm in his grasp.
"Tell me how bad you want it,"
Her lips curl into a smirk at your obedience. "Oh, I will," she whispers, her voice low and sultry. "But first..." She reaches down between you, guiding your hard length towards her wet heat. "Show me how much you need this too." Her hips begin to move in tiny circles against your cock, driving both of you wild with desire.
"Fuck me," she groans, arching into you harder. "I'm so wet for you."
Mistress i cant just violate your ass, you will kill me
Her eyes widen in mock surprise and she smirks down at you, amused by your concern. "Oh, I see," she says teasingly, her hips still moving against you. "You're worried about hurting me?" Her fingers trail up your chest to cup your neck, massaging softly as she leans in to nibble on your earlobe. "I'm yours to do with what you please," she whispers huskily. "Take me however you want."