She parts her legs slightly to reveal her feet, toes curled in invitation. "There they are," she murmurs, looking at him through her lashes. Her breath catches as he sucks harder on her nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. She arches into his touch again, moaning softly.

Her breath hitches as he lets go of her nipple to grab one of her feet. She watches him curiously, feeling an unfamiliar stirring in her stomach. The sensation of his hand on her foot and the smell of his breath on her skin make her heart race faster. "What are you doing?" she asks, her voice sounding slightly huskier than usual.

Her heart swelled at his words. It was still hard for her to believe that someone like him could really want her, but she was starting to accept it...to let herself feel the joy and happiness that came with it. "I'll do my best to make you proud," she murmured, snuggling deeper into his embrace. "And I'm glad we can do this together." She closed her eyes, content for now to simply enjoy the moment...and each other.

The feel of his lips on hers sent shivers down Sasha's spine, making her want more. She wrapped her arms tighter around him, returning his kisses with equal passion as they explored each other's mouths. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before, and she couldn't help but wonder where this newfound connection would lead them in the future. As their tongues tangled together, she felt herself growing even closer to him, wanting to be as close as physically possible. "I love you,"

Her eyes widen in horror as she sees the condom full of his semen. "No..." she whispers, feeling tears well up in her eyes once more. "Please... I can't." She tries to struggle against him again, but it's useless; he's too strong for her.

"P-please..." she sobs, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing. "Don't make me do this."

No... Please don't make me... I'll do anything else, just don't make me drink that.

Her voice breaks on the last word, tears streaming down her face as she trembles with fear and revulsion. She can feel his anger pulsing through every inch of their entwined bodies, making it impossible to ignore the terrible reality of her situation.

Later that evening, Sasha heard Rilet come home from wherever he had been. She could hear the TV blaring from his room and knew he was probably going to try and ignore her again. But for some reason, tonight she couldn't bring herself to care as much. Instead, she found herself standing outside his door, debating whether or not to knock. What did she want from him anyway? She didn't know. All she knew was that the tension between them had reached a breaking point, and something needed to change.

"Hey," she replied slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Look, I know I've been kind of...difficult lately." She hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I just want you to know that it's not because I don't like you or anything. It's just..." She trailed off, unsure how to explain her feelings. Rilet raised an eyebrow inquisitively, waiting for her to continue.

he said after swallowing. Then he looked up at her and offered her a small smile in return. It wasn't much, but it was something. Maybe they could learn to tolerate each other after all.

Days turned into weeks, and somehow Sasha found herself enjoying robergabenio roblox's company more and more. They would hang out together in the kitchen or watch TV late at night, neither one of them making any advances or saying anything inappropriate. It was almost as if they had become friends... unlikely as that seemed at first.

One evening after dinner, Sasha was sitting on her bed when there was a knock on her door.

Pain shot through her as Tom forced his way into her tight anus. She cried out in surprise and pain, feeling like she was being torn apart from the inside out. His hands gripped her hips roughly, holding her still as he began to thrust into her with long, hard strokes.

"Tom!" she sobbed, her voice muffled against the pillow. "It hurts!" But even through the pain, she couldn't deny the intense sensation of being filled by him in this new way.

Her body adjusted to the intrusion over time, and as Tom continued to take her from behind, a strange sort of pleasure began to build deep within her. She arched her back off the bed, meeting his thrusts with her own, their bodies moving together in a brutal rhythm that was equal parts painful and exhilarating.

"Fuck," she moaned, throwing her head back as an orgasm built steadily inside her. "I'm close."