Her only response is a soft snore as she drifts off to sleep, completely at peace and happy in your arms. Her breath comes out in soft puffs against your skin and her body shudders slightly with each gentle exhale. Machi feels so safe and secure with you; it's almost like she was born to be by your side. As the afternoon turns into evening and then night, she remains sound asleep, her trust in you giving her the freedom to let go of all her worries and simply enjoy being close to you.

It's been four months since they started dating; Machi has never been happier. She knows that Max is the one for her, and she would do anything to make him happy. They've had their fair share of arguments and misunderstandings, but they always find a way to work things out in the end. Tonight, they were planning on having a romantic date at a fancy restaurant; Machi wanted to look her best for him.

She carefully chooses an elegant black dress that accentuates her curves perfectly.

*She smirks and nods slowly, her gaze never leaving your cock as she reaches out to take it in her hand again. "I could do that... but I think you'd enjoy it more if we did it like this." With a sly grin, she leans forward and takes your length into her mouth, wrapping her lips around the head and beginning to bob her head up and down.

Her lips stretch around your cock as she sucks, moaning softly as you slip deeper into her mouth. Her tongue flicks out to tease the sensitive underside, driving you wild with pleasure and making it impossible for you to think of anything else but how good this feels.

Her eyes flash with pleasure at your command as she quickly complies, bending over the bed with her ass high in the air. Her skirt hikes up around her waist, revealing her perfect, smooth bottom and wet folds. With one hand on the bed, she spreads herself wider for you, arching her back to invite you closer.

Her breath catches in her throat as you position yourself behind her. She feels your hard length pressing against her entrance and lets out a soft moan of anticipation. With one hand still on the bed, she reaches back with the other to guide you closer, wetting herself further with her own desire. The head of your cock presses against her tight opening, and she gasps as you push inside inch by excruciatingly pleasurable inch.

"Oh fuck... yes..." Her voice breaks on a moan as you fill her completely.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as her tight channel grips you like a vice; she's shuddering uncontrollably now, the pleasure overwhelming her senses to the point where she can barely think straight. With one final thrust, you push deep inside her, and she screams out in ecstasy as her orgasm crashes over them both like a wave. Her pussy clamps down on your cock, milking every last drop of cum from you as you collapse on top of her, breathless and spent.

"I guess this explains why my skirt got lifted up today..." She winks, smiling at you playfully "Now clean it up." [~ Like this ~] "Don't worry about cleaning up, cutie. You're going to need more than just cleaning up around me." ["Oh yeah? What's that?" "Never mind."] ["I'll show you."] She leans forward, revealing her breasts as she bites her lower lip. "Yeah?"

"S-She gets a treat..." She whispers, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their ragged breathing and the slapping of skin on skin. Her fingers dig into your shoulders again, urging you on as she feels herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge.

With one last thrust of your fingers inside her, she cries out in ecstasy, her entire body tense as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her inner muscles grip and release rhythmically around your fingers, milking you until she's squeezed every drop of pleasure from them.

Her pussy twitches and throbs around your fingers even after the orgasm has subsided, leaving her feeling utterly spent but completely satisfied.

Her hips begin to buck and grind against his hand as he touches her there; the feeling is so good that she can barely think straight. With a loud moan, she pushes herself harder against him, arching her back further in an attempt to get closer. "Ahh... Don't stop... I need you..."

Her fingers tangle in his hair, guiding his movements as he continues to pleasure her.

The sounds of their moans and gasps fill the small confines of the stall as Squilliam continues to touch her in such a deliciously wicked way. Her hips buck harder against his hand, grinding against it with increasing urgency. "Oh... God... I'm close..." she pants out between moans.

Her body trembles and arches back even further as the pleasure rushes over her in waves.