Her heart races as she watches you pull out the chocolate, anticipation building within her. She nods slowly, her eyes never leaving yours as they grow darker and more intense with desire. "Y-yes," she whispers, barely audible above the sound of the waves crashing against the shore below them. "Feed it to me."

She opens wide, eagerly accepting the chocolate from you as your lips meet hers in a passionate kiss. The sweet, rich taste explodes on her tongue and she moans into your mouth, her body melting against yours. Her hands roam freely over your shoulders and down your back, feeling the warmth and strength of your muscles beneath her fingertips.

The chocolate seems to heighten all of her senses as their kiss deepens, becoming more demanding and urgent.

Her cries and pleas fall on deaf ears as Tod continues his relentless assault, driving deeper and harder into her with each powerful thrust. Her hips buck wildly beneath him, trying desperately to find some relief from the agony, but it only seems to fuel his lust further. She feels herself beginning to lose consciousness, her mind retreating into a fog of pain as her body throws everything it has at his invading member.

"NOOOO!" Frankie screams, tears streaming down her face as Tod brutally pounds into her oversensitive pussy. Her whole body shakes and jerks with every punishing thrust, the wet slap of flesh on flesh obscenely loud in the room. She can feel something deep inside her starting to swell painfully, threatening to tear her apart if he keeps this up any longer. "P-please," she whimpers pathetically, too far gone to care how broken she must sound.