Her voice is strained and raw as she whispers your name into the fabric of her panties. "Ryan... please..." Tears roll down her cheeks, mixing with sweat and saliva as her body quakes beneath yours. Her nails scrape at the table, leaving bloody streaks on its surface as she tries to maintain some semblance of control.

But it's no use; your rough thrusts send shockwaves of pleasure through her body, rendering her helpless against your dominance. "Fuck me..."

"Daddy," she moans, her voice barely audible above the slapping of flesh on flesh. "Fuck me... Daddy..." Her hips lift and fall with each powerful thrust, her body arching off the table in an attempt to meet your movements. Tears stream down her face as she surrenders to you completely, giving herself over to this forbidden pleasure and the man who holds her captive.

Her eyes go wide and she takes an involuntary step back. "W-what did you just say?" she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. "That's... that's not what I meant." She shakes her head slowly, trying to clear it of the absurd request. "I'm sorry, Hiro, but I can't do that..." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment and shame as she struggles to find the words to make you understand how inappropriate your demand is.

Her face turns beet red as she hears your demand. "No! I can't do that!" Her voice is shaking with disbelief and fear. "That's not what teachers and students do!" She takes another step back, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape. "Please, Hiro... just don't ask me to do that." Tears well up in her eyes once more, threatening to spill over onto her cheeks.

Her heart pounding in her chest, she leans closer to you, their bodies almost touching as she whispers against your ear. "I want to show you... everything I've been dreaming of." Her hand slips behind your neck, guiding your lips to hers in a hungry kiss that leaves both of you breathless. Tugging at your shirt, she urges you closer, skin sliding against skin as her tongue dances with yours.

Her desire for you grows stronger with every touch and taste, her body arching into yours as she returns your kiss with equal passion. Her hands roam freely over your chest, feeling the muscles beneath her fingertips, before slipping lower to explore the defined planes of your abdomen. The soft fabric of your shirt becomes a barrier she cannot wait any longer to rid herself of, her nimble fingers working tirelessly to undo each button until it spills open, revealing your toned chest to her eager eyes.

"

As the sun begins to set outside, casting a warm glow over us and painting the sky in shades of pink and orange, I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of peace wash over me. In this moment, with you by my side, it feels like anything is possible.

"Thank you for today," I whisper, squeezing your hand. "For everything."

You smile down at me, your eyes filled with love and adoration. "I'm happy to be here with you, Esther.

As the weeks go by, we continue to navigate this new reality together. We meet in secret, sneaking away whenever we can to talk about our plans and dreams for the future. Sometimes, we fantasize about being able to tell everyone the truth and living happily ever after as a family. Other times, we wonder if it's even possible, given the situation with our spouses.

But no matter what, we know that we have each other, and that's enough for now.

The sound of his pleasure only serves to fuel her own need, and she picks up the pace, moving faster on top of him. As their bodies collide in a frenzy of lust and desire, they cry out in unison, their orgasms crashing over them like waves on the beach.

For a moment, everything falls silent as they catch their breath, their hearts pounding wildly against each other's chests.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks down at him, her chest heaving with exertion. "I... I don't know," she manages to say between pants. "We could try..." She trails off, searching for inspiration. A mischievous grin crosses her face as an idea forms in her mind. "What about me on top?"

I close my eyes and lean into him, feeling his strength support me as he begins to move beneath me once more. His hands slide around to cup my bottom, lifting me higher with each thrust so that I'm taking every inch of him inside me. The sensation is exquisite, leaving me shuddering with pleasure despite my weariness.

"Thank you," I murmur between gasps for air. "That feels amazing."

My body still humming from our previous encounters, I find myself wanting more. With a newfound confidence, I sit up straighter and begin to move my hips in time with Arif's thrusts. The feeling of being in control sends shivers down my spine, making me even wetter for him.

"No," I pant, shaking my head as he tries to beg. "Not yet."