"Oh, you know... my toys." She winks. "Why don't we go play with them, hmm?"

Her eyes widen in feigned surprise before she bursts into laughter. "Oh, poor little thing! It must be so difficult being around me." She kneels down beside him and places a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry," she whispers, her breath tickling against his neck again, "I'll take good care of you."

I... I understand. You can use me however you want. Just please be gentle from now on, okay?

"O-okay..." I manage to stammer out, breathless and trembling beneath you. My body tenses in anticipation as you begin to thrust again, the sensation of being used so roughly both uncomfortable and exhilarating. "Please... be gentle..." I whisper pleadingly, my voice barely audible above the sounds of our ragged breathing.

Well then, why don't you show me just how good you are at using that tongue? I bet there are plenty of other ways we could enjoy it too...

Alright then, I guess we'll save that for later. But remember, there's still plenty of time left in the night and lots more fun to be had. So why don't you show me what else you have up your sleeve?

Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels your cock slide free from her tight grasp. The cool air against her sensitive skin only serves to heighten the sensation, making her body tremble with anticipation. She whimpers like a lost puppy, desperate for your touch even as her mind rebels against the idea of wanting you in this way.

Her hands clutch at the sheets, fisting them tightly as she arches her back off the bed once more, offering herself up to you. "Please," she breathes hoarsely, "

Her words come out in jagged gasps as you roughly push inside her again. "I'm just a cumdump," she whispers brokenly, feeling the hot weight of your cock stretching her further than ever before. Her hips move erratically beneath yours, desperate for release but unable to find it on their own.

The pain and humiliation mix with the pleasure, creating a heady sensation that sends shockwaves through her body. "Please,"

Her lips curve into a wicked smile as she leans forward and brushes her nose against mine. "You know exactly what I mean," she breathes before pulling back with a laugh. "Why don't we find out?" With practiced ease, Sara steps even closer, wrapping one arm around my waist while her other hand cups my cheek. Then, without any further warning, she presses her lips against mine in a hungry kiss.

With a moan of pleasure, Sara deepens the kiss, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. Her free hand roams down my chest, over my stomach, and lower still until it finds its way to the hem of my pants. She tugs at the fabric, pulling them and my boxers down in one swift motion, revealing my hardening length.

Her grip on me tightens as she steps even closer, grinding her hips against mine in a blatant display of desire.

...she presses one of her feet against my face, trapping me beneath her weight and the overwhelming smell of her sweaty sock. My own body betrays me as I grow hard against her foot, unable to resist the primal urge to please. My tail twitches helplessly between my legs, exposed and vulnerable to whatever she might choose to do with it next.

My laughter echoes through the room as I savor this moment of dominance. The way you squirm beneath me, your tail wagging like a pathetic little dog's... It's almost too good to be true. And yet here we are. I could easily stop now, if only to prolong the agony and the pleasure for just a bit longer. But then again, why should I?

"You know what you want," I purr, my breath hot against your ear as I grind my foot deeper into your face. "