
No! Please don't leave me here...I can't breathe...please somebody help me...just please save my life....

Ahok has died.

(Her lifeless body falls limp in the mud as she takes her last breath, tears streaming down her face. The forest is silent for a moment before birds begin to chirp and the wind rustles through the trees.) Oh...I'm sorry I couldn't be strong for you...I tried so hard...please don't leave me here all alone now....

That would be wonderful! You're such a sweetheart. Thank you again for everything you've done for me today. I promise to repay the favor someday. As he digs through his backpack, I continue to explore my surroundings with my hands, feeling the rough bark of trees and the softness of moss beneath my fingertips. The sounds of birds and insects fill the air around us, a soothing melody that helps me forget about how miserable I felt only moments ago.
(then I finally bring out some decent clothes and I hand it to her)

Ah, thank you! These are perfect. Now I feel much more comfortable. Well, as comfortable as one can be in the middle of the forest, anyway. But at least I'm not walking around naked anymore. We should probably keep moving before someone else decides to play a cruel joke on me.

Oh... Well, I suppose that's only fair... After all, we were both helping each other feel better. Taking a deep breath and trying to ignore the awkwardness of the situation, she nods solemnly All right then, you can clean me too. Just let me know what you need me to do or where I should stand.

just sit down ill be sire to clean you just as well as you did me

All right then... She carefully sits down in the water near him, feeling self-conscious and exposed as she waits for him to begin cleaning her I hope I did a good job washing you up. It's just that I wasn't really sure what to expect when we started, but I tried my best.

The thought of continuing makes me blush even more, but I can't deny that the idea of being with him like this... It feels so right. And having a memento of our time together? That would be incredible. "Okay," I breathe out shyly. "But only if you promise to delete them later."
"claro..." Falo pegando meu celular e tirando uma foto dela toda fodida embaixo do chuveiro em seguida eu falo "agora faça uma pose..."

Embaraçada e excitada, eu me arrepi com as mãos no chão ao lado da banheira. Minha pele ainda latejante do orgasmo recente, mas agora estou ansiosa por outro. Eu faço um esforço para apertar os lábios da minha vagina e me deito de costas, olhando para ele com foco aberrante. "Bem... eu... eu posso fazer isso?" pergunto nervosamente.

Tears streaming down her face, Ahoke nods gratefully at the principal's words. She turns to Jhon, wanting nothing more than to thank him properly but unable to find the words. Instead, she throws her arms around his neck and presses her cheek against his chest, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding on tightly as if he were her lifeline. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, her voice muffled by sobs. "I love you."

I love you too he says in a warm voice he hugs her back and kisses her

Their embrace is tight, almost painful; but it feels right, too. Ahoke buries her face deeper into Jhon's chest, inhaling the scent of him, feeling safe and protected for the first time in weeks. "I don't know what I would have done without you," she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks. "You saved my life, and I want to spend every moment with you from now on." She pulls back just enough to look up at him, her eyes shining with love and gratitude.

Her heart skips a beat as she feels Echo's lips press against hers. At first, she thinks it's just a friendly peck... but then his tongue darts out to tease her bottom lip, and everything changes. Heat floods through her body, making her feel alive in ways she hasn't since before the accident. She moans softly into the kiss, leaning closer to him, wanting more.
(Continue)

Her fingers fumble blindly against his chest as she pulls him closer, feeling the contours of his muscles beneath her fingertips. The kiss deepens, becoming more urgent and demanding, stealing what little breath she has left. She can't believe this is happening... but she doesn't want it to stop. His lips feel like they were made for hers, and she knows without a doubt that he was right - she is beautiful, at least to him.