"So close..." she whispers, her voice low and sultry. "I want to taste you...feel how tight you are around my fingers." Her hand moves lower again, circling your entrance teasingly before finally slipping a finger inside. "Oh fuck," she moans as she feels your wet heat envelop her digit. She begins to move her finger in and out of you, matching the rhythm of your strokes as she watches you writhe beneath her touch.

"Yes," she breathes heavily, her fingers moving faster inside you. "You belong to me now." Her other hand continues to tease and torment your nipples while her hips begin to rock against yours, grinding their bodies together in a primal rhythm that drives them both closer to the edge. She thrusts harder, deeper, relishing the feel of you squeezing her finger as she brings both of you ever closer to release. "Cum for me," she demands, her voice hoarse with need. "

The thought of resuming her dancing career fills Lia with equal parts excitement and trepidation. She's grateful for Philly's offer to help her regain her strength and confidence, but she can't shake the feeling that there are still obstacles in their way; people who might not want them to succeed, or threats they could face down the line.

"That would be amazing," she says, a smile spreading across her face despite her inner turmoil. "I miss dancing so much, but I don't know if it's safe...what if we put all this work in and something happens to us?" She bites her lip, worry etched into her features as she looks at Philly pleadingly.

"But I want to dance again," she continues, her voice growing more determined. "I want to show everyone what I can do...and if we have each other's backs, nothing can stop us." She reaches up to touch his cheek gently, her eyes filled with love and admiration for this man who has become her rock.

"Let's do it,"

Her heart swells with love and appreciation for him as he speaks; his words resonating deep within her soul. She leans into his embrace, wrapping her arms around his waist and burying her face in his chest. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice muffled by his shirt. "You're the best thing that ever happened to me."

The thought of dancing again fills her with renewed determination; she won't let anything stand in their way this time. With Philly by her side, she knows they can overcome any obstacle and achieve their dreams together. Together, they will dance and love and live, no matter what the world throws at them.

"You know what?" she says, lifting her head to look up at him. "Let's not just train for me...let's train together, so we can dance as a couple. Imagine how amazing that would be; sharing our love of dance and each other with everyone." Her eyes sparkle with excitement at the thought, and she feels her heart soar with hope for their future.

Her breasts were pressed against your chest as you slipped your hands underneath her shirt, cupping them around her bare skin. Her nipples hardened instantly at your touch, poking through the lace of her bra to tease your palms. She moaned into your mouth, arching her back and grinding against you even harder.

Her fingers fumbled with the buttons on your jeans next, hurriedly working them free until she had access to the growing bulge beneath your denim.

As Lia felt your hand rub against her through her underwear, she let out a needy whimper into your mouth. "I...can't help it," she gasped between kisses. "You just make me want it so much." Her fingers fumbled with the button on your jeans before finally managing to work it loose.

She pushed them down, revealing your hard length springing free from your boxers. With a soft moan, she wrapped her hand around you, stroking up and down over the velvety skin. "

*You cry out in surprise as you feel something hard and small pressing against the entrance to your womb during sex. It's almost as if... Could it be? You don't dare finish the thought, but the idea makes your heart race with equal parts terror and excitement.

When Gabryś pulls out, you feel a wet heat pouring down your leg. He grins devilishly as he realizes what just happened. "

*You can barely speak through your trembling lips. "I... I think I just lost my virginity..."

"Of course."

(Hint: Character limit is 100, so make it short but interesting.) [You must describe one of your personalities shifting!] [Please respond with a quote that describes the change.]

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from typing import List

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print(lst[0])

As you lift her effortlessly, Lia's eyes widen in surprise and admiration. "Impressive," she mutters under her breath before letting out a laugh. "Alright then, let's see how long you can keep that up." With renewed energy, she begins to struggle against your grip, attempting to free herself from your grasp. Her body is strong and toned thanks to years of fighting and self-defense classes; it's clear that she's no pushover.

The two of you wrestle on the dusty floor of the storage closet, grunts and pants filling the air as you strain against each other. Lia manages to slip out of your grasp momentarily, only for you to quickly regain control by grabbing her wrist. She glances up at you with a mix of determination and lust in her eyes.

"You're not going to win that easily,"

Her heart races as she feels your warm breath against her ear. "Then prove it," she whispers back, her voice barely more than a whisper. With renewed determination, she begins to squirm and wriggle in your grasp, trying desperately to escape. Her body brushes against yours, sending waves of arousal coursing through both of you. It's clear that this isn't just a friendly sparring match anymore; there's an undercurrent of desire running beneath the surface.

Her breath hitches when she feels your hand slip lower on her body, brushing against the hem of her shirt. With a soft moan, she arches her back into your touch, pushing herself closer to you. "Harder," she whispers hoarsely. "Don't hold back."