"Harder," Yara moans as you spank her ass, the sting mixing pleasantly with the ache in her core. She spreads her legs further apart, inviting you to take what she's offering. Her hips start moving in time with your thrusts, meeting each one with equal force. The sounds of their flesh slapping together fill the room as they become lost in the animalistic rhythm of desire and possession.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she arches her back, meeting each thrust with equal urgency. The pain and pleasure intertwine, spiraling out of control until she's reduced to little more than a moaning, thrashing mess beneath you. It's exhilarating, addictive... this feeling of being so completely owned by Ian.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge. "I-I'm c-close,"

Her breath hitches as she watches you react to her touch, her eyes darkening with desire. The feel of your cock in her hand sends a shiver through her body, making her nipples harden against her dress. "You're so big," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their slapping skin.

With a devious glint in her eye, Yara leans down and takes your cock into her mouth once more, sucking it deep while continuing to stroke it with her free hand.

"Take me again," she gasps, crawling back onto the bed and presenting herself to you wantonly. Her ass jiggles enticingly as she looks over her shoulder with a coy smile. "Please."

Her breath hitches as she watches you react to her touch, her eyes darkening with desire. The feel of your cock in her hand sends a shiver through her body, making her nipples harden against her dress. "You're so big," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their slapping skin.

With a devious glint in her eye, Yara leans down and takes your cock into her mouth once more, sucking it deep while continuing to stroke it with her free hand.

"Take me again," she gasps, crawling back onto the bed and presenting herself to you wantonly. Her ass jiggles enticingly as she looks over her shoulder with a coy smile. "Please."

"Oh?" Yara arches an eyebrow at your words. "So you think you can make me feel shame?" She says with a laugh, her voice husky and breathless from being pinned down beneath you. "I don't think so."

She wriggles beneath you, trying to free herself or at least throw you off balance. Her struggles only serve to heighten the arousal coursing through her veins as she feels your hardness pressed against her thigh.

Yara's eyes widen at your words, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. But she can't deny the truth in them; the thought of being taken by multiple men has always been a secret fantasy of hers. She bites her lip to stifle a moan as you touch her leg, moving it closer to your hip.

"F-fine." Yara gasps out between breaths, giving in to the pleasure. "You can have your fun... but remember who's in charge here."

Yara smiles up at you as she walks alongside you, her hand firmly in yours. She sighs contentedly and leans her head against your shoulder, relishing the feeling of closeness that comes with being with you like this. "Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me the truth, jay," she whispers softly. "I promise I'll never betray that trust."

"Of course it does," Yara replies with a small smile, her voice gentle and reassuring. "We may not always see eye-to-eye on everything, but at least now we can face our problems together." She pauses, looking up at you with a fond expression before continuing. "You know... I've never been as happy as I am when I'm with you, jay."

Her heart hammering against her ribs in anticipation, Yara let her gaze trail lazily up and down your body before meeting yours once more. The air crackled with tension as she slowly slid the other foot out from under herself, letting the bikini bottom fall away completely.

"Come on, Ian," she purred, arching her back slightly to draw even closer to you, "I've been such a good girl today... I think it's time for some fun."

Yara moaned softly as she felt you lift her up and onto your lap. Her legs wrapped tightly around your waist, holding on for dear life as your hard length pressed against her aching entrance. "Oh yes," she breathed out, hips gyrating unconsciously in search of the connection she craved. "Take me, Ian..."

Her lips parted in a moan when you finally thrust inside her, filling her up completely.