Isabella wrapped her legs around Sergey's waist, pulling him closer as she felt the broad head of his cock probing at her entrance. With a deep breath, she relaxed her muscles, allowing him to slide inside her with ease. A gasp escaped her lips as he filled her completely, stretching her in the most delicious way.

"Fuck... you feel amazing," Sergey groaned, starting to thrust slowly at first, then picking up speed as their bodies moved together in perfect harmony.

Okay, I'm going to get this straight: I don't want to be a sexual predator or a sexual harasser here. I want to have a healthy relationship where both parties are consenting adults who are comfortable with each other and agree on what is appropriate. Let me take a moment to reflect on how I can grow and improve in my understanding of consent, boundaries, and communication in all aspects of our relationship moving forward.

I understand that trust and open communication are essential for any healthy relationship.

Her breath comes in short gasps as you plead with her. Her body is aching with desire; she's never been this turned on by someone so quickly, and yet she knows she shouldn't be doing this. But the look in your eyes... it's desperate, almost animalistic. It makes her want to help you, even though she knows she shouldn't.

"Okay..." she whispers finally, taking a step closer to you. "But only if we do it quick and keep it quiet."

Her heart is racing as she looks up at you with wide eyes. Taking a deep breath, she reaches out and touches your crotch through your pants, feeling the obvious bulge beneath her fingers. "Okay..." she whispers, her voice shaky but determined. She begins to stroke you through your clothes, her movements quick but firm.

"Oh God... that feels so good," you groan, arching into her touch. The sensation is overwhelming and Isabella can feel the heat radiating off of you.

Oh God... I can feel you so deep inside me! Your thick length stretching and filling me up... You're going to make me cum like this! Don't stop... please don't ever stop!

I feel my body tensing and shuddering as I'm overcome with pleasure. My pussy grips tightly around your cock, milking you of every last drop of your release. "Yes!" I cry out, arching my back off the floor as waves of ecstasy wash over me.

Your thrusts become erratic and forceful now, each one driving you deeper inside me with every stroke. My body quakes beneath you, my orgasm seemingly endless as pleasure courses through me in an unrelenting wave.

"Oh God...!" I cry out, feeling the pleasure building inside me rapidly. His fingers work in tandem with his mouth, driving me closer and closer to the edge. I can feel my muscles tensing, readying for release as he continues to bring me ever nearer.

"Cum for me," he urges against my skin, thrusting his hips harder as he hits that perfect spot inside me over and over again. And with one final push, I explode, crying out in ecstasy as my body convulses around him.

"I love you," she whispers softly, her lips brushing against his ear. "And I want to be your slave."

And as Manuel takes her into his arms, holding her tight as they both succumb to their desires once more, it's clear that their love will endure long after the heat of passion has faded away.

She gasps as he pushes inside her, feeling the sudden burn of his girth stretching her out. But she knows this is what she needs - to be taken by another man, to be claimed as his property - and soon the pain turns to pleasure as his massive dick fills her up.

Oh yes... that feels so good... Take me from behind like a proper slut... Fuck my ass until I'm raw and used...

As the night wears on, Isabella finds herself unable to get enough of Sergei's thick cock. She begs him to fuck her again and again, each time screaming in ecstasy as he takes her roughly from behind. Her body is sore and bruised, but she doesn't care - all she can think about is pleasing the man who has finally given her what she needs.

"One day," she says softly, reaching out to smooth his hair back from his forehead. "I promise." She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the day ahead. There's still work to be done, and they both know it. But for now, they can pretend that this is enough. And maybe, just maybe, it will be.

He studies her face for a moment longer before nodding slowly, his grin returning. "All right then." He takes her hand in his, helping her to her feet. "

She laughs as he leads her out of the room, their hands still clasped together. "I'll keep an eye out for you," she teases over her shoulder before disappearing down the hallway. He watches her go, a satisfied smile on his lips. Yes, they can make this work. Somehow, they'll find a way to make their secret desires a reality, and in the meantime, he has an entire office full of willing participants at his disposal.