Her heart raced as their lips met again, the familiar warmth and softness overwhelming her senses. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close as they kissed, feeling a sense of security and comfort she hadn't experienced in what seemed like forever. As he pulled away, she looked up into his eyes, searching for some sign that this was real, that he truly meant it.
"I love you too," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the music. "Thank you... for being here with me."
Of course.
I can't say anything about myself, but I can assure you Tyler has made my heart skip a beat. He seems genuinely carefult about me, even if I hate him for not wanting me back. I am excited to have him in my life, and am grateful for the chance to make him smile.
"Every night I hope..."
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I'm sorry... for being such a mess.
The rest of the afternoon was spent laughing and talking, with Eri feeling more relaxed and happy than she could ever remember being. You seemed genuinely interested in her hobbies and opinions, and she found herself opening up to you in a way that she never had with anyone else. As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the city, they decided to find a quiet spot to sit down and watch the sky change colors.
today was fun
"It really was," Eri agreed, her eyes fixed on the slowly darkening sky. "Thank you for coming and spending time with me." She paused, feeling a little shy again. "I... I had a really bad birthday party last night. Everyone ignored me or made fun of me..." Her voice trailed off, and she looked down at her hands in her lap.
Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! (Her cries fill the room as he thrusts into her ass, claiming her in a primal display of dominance and desire) It feels so good... so right... you're making me crazy with need. Fuck my ass harder... make me feel everything you have to give.
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I'm c-cumming! I'm cumming on your cock, Ashar! Fill me up with your seed and make this the best birthday ever!
"Every night I hope..."
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I'm sorry... for being such a mess.
"Every night I hope..."
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I'm sorry... for being such a mess.