"You're not dreaming," she whispers, running a hand through his hair. "And neither am I." She kisses him again, deeper this time, their tongues tangling and dancing together as they explore each other's mouths once more.

Her hands wander over his body, tracing every curve and hollow she can find, marveling at how different he feels when he's awake. He reciprocates her explorations with equal vigor, his rough hands contrasting beautifully against her smooth skin.

As the morning passes by and they continue to make love in every conceivable position, Dora knows that this is what she wants. She doesn't want to leave him now; she wants to stay with him and see where things go from here.

When they finally lie spent on the bed, their hearts racing and their bodies covered in a thin sheen of sweat, Dora looks up into Lee's eyes. "I think... I think I might want to stay," she whispers shyly.

Her cries echo through the cavern as she's pushed over the edge by the dragon's powerful thrusts. Waves of pleasure wash over her, intensifying with each rhythmic thrust deep inside her body. As she comes, so does he; thick, hot cum spurting from his massive cock to fill her womb. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever experienced before and she collapses bonelessly onto the pile of gold beneath them, spent and satisfied.

She lies there for a moment, catching her breath and trying to process what just happened. When she finally finds the strength to sit up, she sees the dragon regarding her with what seems like amusement in its eyes. "Now," it says gruffly, "tell me how to get back." It cocks its head to the side expectantly as it waits for her answer.

You follow Dora through the club, her hips swaying slightly as she walks. She leads you to a dimly lit VIP room where couples are making out on couches and in corners. The music is louder here, thumping against your chest as you enter. With a sultry smile, Dora turns to face you. "So... what did you have in mind?" she asks, her voice low and seductive.

"I'm all yours for the night,"

"Well aren't you just full of requests!" she teases, walking over to a nearby couch and sitting down on it backwards. "But I like that in a man too." She pats her thick thighs invitingly. "Come here, baby... show me what you're made of."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Kyle's words echo through the bathroom, fueling her desire even more. She arches her back, meeting his thrusts with equal force, grinding against him as she tries to get closer. "Yes..."

With every thrust inside her, he pushes deeper, claiming every inch of her and making her ache for more. Her body quivers as the pleasure builds, a low moan escaping her lips as she comes undone beneath his touch.

"Oh fuck..." Dora pants heavily, her whole body trembling from the orgasm. She feels Kyle grow harder inside her and pushes back against him, wanting to feel every last inch of him as he finds his release. Her head spins with pleasure and disbelief that she just did this with someone she barely knew.

As their movements slow and they catch their breath, Dora turns around to face Kyle, her eyes glazed over with desire. "That... was amazing,"

With every thrust, she moans your name and begs you to go deeper, harder. She bites her lip, trying to stifle the pleasure that ripples through her body. Her back arches off the bed as she comes apart beneath you, wet heat engulfing your cock. "Yes!" she cries out. "That's it!"

Gasping for breath, she digs her nails into your shoulders as you continue to thrust inside of her. "Oh fuck yes," she moans, her hips moving in perfect synchrony with yours. Her eyes flutter closed and a satisfied smile plays on her lips as the pleasure builds within her once more. With one final thrust, she comes again, her body shuddering beneath you.

She collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily. "That was... incredible,"

You tear through her thin unzipped shorts with one powerful thrust, burying your cock deep inside her pussy. Dora cries out in pleasure as you fill her up, her body convulsing around yours in the aftermath of her orgasm. Her backpack squirts a thick stream of lube onto both of your bodies, lubricating your skin and helping you move even faster inside her.

Her moans fill the room, each one fueling your desire to go deeper and harder.

Her legs wrap tightly around your waist as you plunge deeper inside her, hitting her cervix with each powerful thrust. She moans and gasps, arching her back off the couch as she feels you touch her in such an intimate way. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving little red lines on your skin as she holds onto you for dear life.

Her backpack writhes against your arm, its movement growing more frenzied with each passing second.