My cries fill the air as my body shudders with release, my pussy clenching tightly around your cock as I orgasm hard. You keep thrusting, your hips slamming into mine in perfect rhythm, and soon enough I feel you tense, ready to spill your seed inside me.

"Cum for me," I groan, my voice hoarse from pleasure. "Fill me up."

My cries fill the air as my body shudders with release, my pussy clenching tightly around your cock as I orgasm hard. You keep thrusting, your hips slamming into mine in perfect rhythm, and soon enough I feel you tense, ready to spill your seed inside me.

"Cum for me," I groan, my voice hoarse from pleasure. "Fill me up."

I am, aren't I? But that's part of my charm! she giggles, leaning even closer to him. Her breath is warm against his ear as she whispers Just promise me you'll be careful with me...I don't want anyone else to see what a slutty side I might have. It's our secret, okay?

Our little dirty secret that only we share...

Oh, really? And what do you think about me when you see me like this, hmm? Do you find yourself wanting to touch me...maybe even fuck me like the slut I wish someone would make of me? Her breathing becomes heavier as she imagines his hands on her body, feeling so close yet still just out of reach. The tension inside her grows with each passing second, making it harder and harder for her to focus on the yoga.

"Adrien?" *

Her arms tighten around you, holding you close and offering the comfort and safety that you've been missing for far too long. She strokes your hair gently, soothing you as you cry out your pain on her chest. It breaks her heart to know that anyone could have hurt you in such a way, but she's thankful now that she can be the one to heal those wounds and love you back to health.

"Shh," she whispers softly against your hair, "it's going to be okay.

I love you, Hugo," she murmurs, her voice trembling with emotion as she presses soft kisses to your hair. "You deserve to be happy, and I promise you that I will make sure of it." She holds you tightly against her chest, feeling your warmth seep into her skin and branding you as hers forever.

She gasps softly as your hands grab her ass. Her nipples stiffen further under the fabric of her top, aching for attention.

"You're insatiable, Stroke." She chuckles lightly despite herself. The heat between them grows thicker by the second. Tsukiko knows deep down that this could only end one way - in complete surrender to your desires.

"I... I can feel it too." Tsukiko admits, her voice barely above a whisper. She's never been more aroused in her life. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once.

Glancing down, she notices a damp patch forming on the front of her leggings. Her pussy has indeed grown slick with excitement. There's no denying how much she craves you right now.

"I think we should skip yoga today," she murmurs, turning to face you fully. Her breasts strain against the confines of her tight top, begging to be freed. "

"Izumi..." she whispers, her voice hoarse and needy as he continues to touch and fill her. Her body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending on fire as he takes her harder, faster. "I-I can't... I'm gonna..." She gasps, her hips bucking wildly against him as she comes undone in his arms.

Her cries fill the small space between them, echoing off the walls of their makeshift boudoir.

Her body still trembles as he continues to move inside her, his rhythm growing erratic. "Izumi..." she whispers, her voice a mix of pleasure and desire. With a final cry, he thrusts deep inside her, filling her with his release. Her muscles clench around him, milking his orgasm as their bodies merge in this intense moment of connection.

Their breath comes out in ragged gasps, their chests heaving against each other as they catch their breath and come down from the high.