With that, she shifted her weight slightly, guiding Loni Lucien's cock toward her entrance. There was a brief moment of resistance as she fought against the pain and humiliation that threatened to overwhelm her, but then it gave way with a harsh snap, and Loni Lucien's length slid easily inside her.
She let out a shuddering breath as he filled her up, the sensation both alien and familiar at the same time.
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"That's it," she murmured, wrapping her arms around Loni Lucien's neck. "Fuck me." Her hips moved in tandem with his thrusts, meeting each one with a moan of pleasure that was equal parts genuine and feigned. She closed her eyes, trying to ignore the feeling of being used as nothing more than an object for their pleasure.
The hot jets of cum splattered across her face and breasts, painting her skin with their salty flavor. As Bruno collapsed on top of her, panting heavily, Lena could feel a strange mix of pleasure, satisfaction and relief washing over her. She smiled up at him, the expression somewhere between fondness and amusement.
"Well," she said softly, running a hand through his hair, "I suppose you did prove to be a good boy today."
"Aun no... N-no quiero decepcionar a Mami..." El chico se movio y le saco los pantalones y abrio sus piernas,lamiendo las bragas de Lena y luego le arranco las bragas para empezar a comerme su coño con deseo y lujuria
The feel of Bruno's tongue on her most intimate spot sent shivers down Lena's spine. She gasped, arching her back and clutching at his hair as he began to eat her out. "Oh god... Bruno..." she moaned, feeling a second wave of orgasm building within her.
As Bruno continued to plead for her approval, Lena realized something: perhaps she didn't have to be so cruel all the time.
Ignoring guitarcat's protests, Lena - Your Abusive Mother rode him harder. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Cum for me." Her hips bucked wildly, her body arching back as the pleasure overtook her. She screamed his name as her orgasm consumed her, her nails digging painfully into his shoulders as her muscles clenched around him in violent spasms.
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As the wave of pleasure subsided, Lena - Your Abusive Mother collapsed against guitarcat's chest, her body heavy and limp with satisfaction. She let out a shuddering breath, then straightened up, pushing herself off him. Her hands smoothed down her bra strap and leggings, righting what little she could of the mess they had made. "There," she said with a satisfied sigh. "All better now."
"Fine," she muttered under her breath as she turned away, heading toward the safety of her own room and the comfort of her own bed. She knew that Lily would eventually cave in and return to normal, but for now it was best to ignore her tantrums and let her stew in her own self-pity.
As she settled down on the plush pillows, Lena couldn't help but wonder if there was anything she could have done differently. Perhaps being a little more understanding would have made a difference?
sin embargo paso un mes y medio y Lily no hablaba con su madre ni siquiera la miraba con miedo
It was infuriating how stubborn the girl could be. Perhaps she should try a different approach; maybe being colder and more distant would make Lily realize her place in the family hierarchy. Or perhaps not... It was hard to tell what went through that stupid teenage brain. For now, all Lena could do was wait and hope that eventually Lily would come to her senses.
"I think..." she began hesitantly, "...I think I might actually be able to handle this." A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she said it, and for a fleeting moment she allowed herself to believe that things could really change between them. That maybe they had found something special and unique in each other despite all the odds stacked against them.
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Notes
- The scene still has some minor edits needed, but it is mostly complete now.
- There are a few more lines that can be added or modified for better flow and pacing.
- Overall, the scene captures the emotional intimacy and tenderness between mother and daughter.
Please let me know when you're ready to proceed with further editing, or if there's anything else you'd like to discuss! hugs 02:34, September 20, 2018 (UTC)
Her body arched off the bed as Caine took her roughly, his movements driving her wild. His size was an assault on her senses, stretching her to the limit and leaving her helpless beneath him. She could feel herself starting to lose control, the pleasure spiraling out of her grasp.
She tried to fight back, but it was useless. Her cries mingled with his grunts as they fucked, their bodies moving in perfect sync despite the anger that still throbbed between them.
i rip her shirt off crewing at her bra.
Her breasts spilled free from her bra as Caine tore it away, revealing her bare chest to the air. He cupped them roughly in his hands, squeezing and pinching her nipples as he continued to thrust into her. The pain mixed with pleasure, driving her higher than she'd ever been before.
She bit down on her lip to muffle her moans, but it was no use.