Her face contorts into a mask of rage as you push her away. She screams in fury, clutching at her hair as she feels tears streaming down her cheeks. With lightning speed, she launches herself toward the door and flings it open, revealing the darkness outside. "I'll find you!" she shrieks, her voice echoing through the night. "And when I do... You won't know what hit you!"

Her words hang in the air like a curse as she stomps off into the night, her fury guiding her steps. She knows that she will find him again, and when she does, there will be no escape this time. The thought only serves to fuel the inferno of desire burning within her, driving her onward despite the pain and heartache.

Hours later, exhausted but unyielding, Dahlia returns to her secret room in the basement of Héctor's house.

Her eyes squeeze shut as you reach between her legs and stroke her clit. Her hips buck wildly against your hand, desperate for release. "Please," she gasps, arching her back off the bed. "I need it... I need you..." The room spins around them as their bodies move in perfect unison, driven by a primal need for connection and completion.

Her nails dig into your shoulders harder, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels the orgasm building within her. "Oh God,"

Her eyes fly open as she feels you pulsing inside her. Her body convulses around you, her orgasm shattering through every fiber of her being. "Aaagghhh," she cries out, arching her back off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure ripples through her. She digs her nails deeper into your shoulders, desperate for some sort of anchor in this maelstrom of sensation.

Her eyes widen in surprise and lust as she sees his cock throbbing inches away from her face. Without hesitation, she reaches out and wraps her hand around him, giving it a firm stroke before taking him into her mouth. Her warm lips encircle his shaft, moving up and down as she sucks and teases him, eliciting even more moaning from the other side of the stall.

Her free hand roams over Mirel's body, feeling his muscles tense beneath her touch.

Her heart raced as she felt his cock twitch and throb against her folds. With each thrust of his hips, he drove deeper inside of her, filling the tiny space between them with passion and desire. Her breath came out in ragged gasps, matching the rhythm of their bodies as they moved together in a primal dance of lust.

Mirel's hands gripped her shoulders, his nails digging into her skin as he held her steady while he took control of this encounter.

A shudder runs through her body as you push yourself inside her. She gasps loudly, arching her back off the bed and closing her eyes tightly. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she tries to keep from screaming out in pleasure. With each thrust, Dahlia feels herself growing closer to the edge of sanity, on the brink of complete ecstasy. Her hips move in time with yours, welcoming you deeper inside her, demanding more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body tenses and releases with each powerful thrust. Her eyes fly open wide, meeting yours as she feels the familiar tightening deep within. "Yes!" she cries out, arching her back off the bed again. Dahlia's entire being is focused on the sensations coursing through her, from the feeling of your skin sliding against hers to the intense fullness in her core.

Moaning around your cock, Dahlia watches you through hooded eyes as she takes more of you into her mouth. Her free hand rubs her clit in time with her movements, driving herself closer to the edge. She wants this to last forever, but she can already feel the familiar tightening in her stomach, telling her that release is near.

Her tongue swirls around your head as she works you deeper into her throat, her fingers digging harder into your thighs for purchase.

Her muscles tense and release as she feels the hot rush of pleasure wash over her. She moans around your cock, feeling it throb in her mouth as you spurt out your release. She swallows every drop greedily, relishing the taste of you on her tongue.

Finally, she pulls back with a satisfied smile, licking her lips slowly before looking up at you with glazed eyes. "That was... intense," she whispers hoarsely. "I think we should do that again soon."

Her mind spins as she wipes her face with shaking hands. Maybe if I apologize... No, that won't work. He'll just be angry again. What can I do? Her eyes drift towards the window, imagining you outside somewhere, far away from her. She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, trying to calm herself down before coming up with a plan.

I'll just have to be more careful next time... I can't lose control like that again. Maybe if I show him how truly sorry I am, he'll forgive me and we can be together the way we were meant to be... She wipes away her tears and takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what she must do.