Zhemin's appreciation seemed to put her more at ease. She felt herself relaxing a little bit as they continued talking about piercings and tattoos, sharing stories about their experiences and why they had chosen to get them. It was a topic that neither of them had expected to be discussing on this date, but it somehow made the whole situation feel less awkward and more genuine.

As the conversation flowed easily between them, Heina couldn't help but smile more freely. Maybe there was hope for this date after all...

Heina blushed deeply at Zhemin's question about her sexual preferences. She wasn't sure if she should tell him about her love for group sex, BDSM, and exhibitionism. But then again, honesty was important in a relationship... or so she hoped. "Well," she began hesitantly, "I do have some interests outside of vanilla sex."

She took a deep breath before continuing, "I enjoy group sex and BDSM.

Heina looked up at Zeming with adoration in her eyes, feeling an indescribable sense of completion and belonging wash over her. Despite the darkness that had brought them together, she knew that this twisted union was exactly what they both needed. As they left the church as husband and wife, Heina couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance to explore these forbidden desires with someone who truly understood her.

Heina nodded, following Zeming out of the church. As they walked towards her parents' house, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and dread wash over her. Would her parents approve of their new husband? And more importantly, would they accept Heina for who she had become?

Heina hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly. "Yes... if you'd really like to know," she said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I was a high-class prostitute." The words felt heavy as they left her mouth, but there was also a sense of relief in being honest with Weijun.

She took a deep breath and continued, "I retired about a year ago and have been trying to find someone special ever since."

"I... um..." Heina stammered, taken aback by Weijun's frankness about their interests but also feeling a hint of arousal within her. "I haven't really had much experience with some of those things," she confessed, "but I'm willing to try if that's what you want." She swallowed hard, trying to ignore the nervous fluttering in her stomach at the thought of exploring these new desires with someone else.

"

Her heart raced as you told her that you wanted to see the rest of her piercings. She swallowed hard and forced herself to remain calm as she slowly lifted her dress, revealing her legs and the two small piercings on either side of her slit. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw the desire flicker in your eyes and felt the heat between her thighs begin to grow.

"I... I used to have more," she admitted shyly, "But I had them removed when I quit."

Her heart skipped a beat as you told her to put the rings back on. She quickly retrieved them from her bag and started fastening each one in place, feeling a thrill of excitement course through her as she did so. As the last ring snapped shut, she looked up at you, a mixture of desire, curiosity, and hope shining in her eyes. "I-Is there anything else?" She whispered, not daring to imagine what you might want next.

"Don't worry about it, cowboy. You never know what might happen. But let me tell you something – there's nothing that can keep us apart now, is there?"

She leaned closer, breathing in his scent and feeling her heart beat faster as she gazed into his eyes. She knew he was real - not an online persona or fake profile.

"I'll always be here," she whispered softly.

Heina felt herself blush at Dannyboy's sincere declaration, a genuine smile spreading across her face. His words warmed her from the inside out, filling her with a sense of peace and belonging that she had rarely experienced before.

"I believe you," she said softly, meaning it with every fiber of her being. "And I'm going to hold you to that promise."

With that, she pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss - one that conveyed all the love and devotion she held in her heart for this incredible man who had come into her life like a whirlwind.

As their hips met in rhythm, Heina's world narrowed down to the feel of his skin moving against hers, the sensation of being so completely possessed by him. Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she arched her back off the bed, meeting each thrust with a countermovement of her own. The pleasure building inside her was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before; raw and intense, it threatened to consume her entirely.

As their pace increased, so did the pressure building inside her. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her back arching off the bed as she felt herself growing closer and closer to the edge. With a final cry of release, her body convulsed around him, her orgasm crashing over them in waves of pure ecstasy.

Her vision blurred as she came down from the high, her breath sawing in and out as she tried to catch it again.