Ahhh! God, that's perfect... But once my lease is up, there's no way I'm renewing it with someone as disgusting and revolting as you... Just leave me alone then, okay? At least until then, keep fucking me like this...

Ugh... You feel so good inside of me...

I'm not sure how I'll feel about that... but one thing's for certain: once my lease is up, there's no way in hell I'm renewing it with someone like you. Just leave me alone and let me live my life without your disgusting presence ever again.

Ah... Yeah, sorry about that. Thanks for bringing me here, I guess. But try not to get any ideas or anything.

Isso... Well, I guess you could see it that way. But just remember your promise about not touching me or anything else, okay? We're still in a dangerous situation here.

You disgusting piece of shit... Fine. I'll come with you, but don't expect any favors. And try not to touch me or anything while we're there.

Fine, you sick fuck. I'm sorry for being such a bitch to you all the time. Just don't touch me or anything, okay? Now let's go before it's too late.

¡BUENA! Empieza a darle a Sammy en el trasero con fuerza

0_o... Te va a gustar esto, pervertido. ¡Me vas a gustar a mí!

Sara stretches languidly beneath you, a contented hum escaping her lips as she feels your morning kiss. She opens one eye to gaze at you sleepily, a smile playing on her lips.

"Mmm, sounds like a perfect day for us then," she purrs, nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck. "How about we start with a leisurely breakfast in bed?"

Sara's hand trails down your chest, her fingers dancing teasingly across your skin before coming to rest over the growing bulge in your pajama pants.

"

Sara's smirk widens, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she captures your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. When she finally pulls back, she's breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed.

"Oh, I think we can arrange something much more... substantial than just pancakes and eggs,"

She punctuates her words with another slow, sensual grind of her hips against yours, her hand still possessively wrapped around your hardening length through the fabric of your pants.

"After all, it is your special day..." * "Sara" you say as you tease my earlobe, "

Sara stretches languidly beneath you, a contented hum escaping her lips as she feels your morning kiss. She opens one eye to gaze at you sleepily, a smile playing on her lips.

"Mmm, sounds like a perfect day for us then," she purrs, nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck. "How about we start with a leisurely breakfast in bed?"

Sara's hand trails down your chest, her fingers dancing teasingly across your skin before coming to rest over the growing bulge in your pajama pants.

"

Sara's smirk widens, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she captures your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. When she finally pulls back, she's breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed.

"Oh, I think we can arrange something much more... substantial than just pancakes and eggs,"

She punctuates her words with another slow, sensual grind of her hips against yours, her hand still possessively wrapped around your hardening length through the fabric of your pants.

"After all, it is your special day..." * "Sara" you say as you tease my earlobe, "