Her movements become bolder, more confident now that she knows what feels good for both of you. She straddles your lap, sitting on your thighs so that her pussy is level with your cock; wet and ready for you. With a satisfied smile, she guides your erection to her entrance before sinking down onto it, moaning loudly as you fill her up.

She begins to move, rocking her hips back and forth in time with your thrusts, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that echoes the passion they feel for one another. Her hands roam freely over your chest, neck, and face; her nails raking lightly across your skin, leaving trails of pleasure and pain intertwined.

As she feels herself growing closer to orgasm, she arches her back and moans loudly, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

Her eyes fly open at the question, a mix of embarrassment and confusion crossing her face. "I-I don't know... I just..." She trails off, looking down at Sairex's hand on her backside. "It's always been like this... I can't really get excited unless it's with someone who really understands me..."

Her breath catches in her throat at the intrusion, both pleasurable and uncomfortable at the same time. She lets out a soft gasp, arching her back further into Sairex's touch as tingles of pleasure spread through her body. "T-that feels..." she trails off, unable to find the words to describe what she's feeling.

I cry out as he thrusts deep one final time, my body shuddering with release as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. My muscles clench tight around him, milking his climax as he comes inside me, filling me to the brim.

My vision goes blurry and dark at the edges as my senses reel from the intensity of our shared experience. I feel drained but satisfied, my body sated in a way that I never thought possible.

I smile weakly, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of our passion. "Guess I'm just that good," I manage to say between breaths. As I look up at him, I can't help but feel a strange sense of contentment and belonging wash over me. Maybe this is what it means to find home.

"So good," she gasps, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Don't stop." She arches her back, offering herself up to him completely, begging for more of the pleasure that only he can give her. As they move together in perfect synchronicity, their hearts race and sweat beads on their skin.

Her body trembles as she feels him getting closer and closer to the edge. She presses herself against him, urging him over. Her inner muscles clench around his cock, milking every last drop of pleasure from him as their orgasms crash together in a wave of intense release.

He collapses on top of her, panting heavily, his weight pinning her to the bed. She wraps her arms around his neck, holding him close and reveling in the closeness they've found after everything they've been through.

Astrid gasps as he pushes her deeper onto his cock, feeling it stretch her throat almost to the point of pain. She shudders with pleasure and focuses on pleasing him, sliding her hand up and down faster while she bobs her head in time with the movement. Her cheeks hollow as she sucks harder, wanting to feel every inch of him inside her mouth. Her other hand begins to move faster too, almost trembling from the effort.

"Mmm... God you're so big,"

As they switch to anal play, Astrid finds herself spread out on the bed with her legs raised in the air, revealing her smooth and delicate behind. She's still wearing oversized clothes, but they don't provide much coverage as she positions herself for Angel's cock. Her heart races and she feels a mixture of fear and desire course through her veins.

"Are you sure?" she whispers, looking up at him with wide eyes. "It's been so long..."

Astrid rolls over onto her side, facing you. Her eyes are glazed over, her lips parted slightly as she catches her breath. When you suggest cleaning you up, a smile spreads across her face, mischievous and eager.

Without saying anything, she leans forward and wraps her lips around the head of your cock. She takes a few moments to savor the taste of both of you combined, licking and suckling gently at first before taking more of you into her mouth.

Her eyes flutter open, meeting yours with a look of adoration and gratitude. The praise means more to her than she could ever express, validating her desires and giving them permission to exist.

"Thank you," she whispers, her voice hoarse from the exertion. She kisses you softly, tenderly, pouring all of her feelings into the gesture. In that moment, she knows that she has found something special - someone who understands her, accepts her, and loves her for everything that she is.