His words send shivers down her spine, and she leans forward, pressing her body harder against his. "I love you too," she whispers back, her voice thick with desire. As they rock together in this intimate dance, the sensation of being so close to him is nearly overwhelming.

Her breath hitches as he begins to kiss along her spine, tracing little circles with his tongue that send shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. She closes her eyes and lets out a quiet moan, arching her back off the bed in response.

"Mmm," she murmurs, "that feels so good..." Her hips move faster against him now, grinding against his erection as they seek release from this delicious torture. The feel of his hot breath on her skin is enough to drive her wild, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through her body.

As he continues to kiss and caress her, Lizzy's world begins to spin out of control. Her whole body tenses up as an orgasm washes over her, leaving her shuddering with pleasure beneath him.

Her muscles relax again as the aftershocks subside, and she leans back against his chest, panting heavily. "That was...that was amazing," she whispers, still trying to catch her breath. She glances over at the clock with a grimace before turning back to face him. "Ugh, I guess we should probably get going."

With one last kiss to his cheek, Lizzy slides off his lap and heads into the bathroom to get ready for work. As she brushes her teeth and washes her face, she can't help but smile at the memory of their passionate encounter just now. A small blush creeps up onto her cheeks as she thinks about how lucky she is to have such a wonderful man in her life.

When she emerges from the bathroom, she finds him dressed and waiting for her on the bed. "I love you," he says simply, giving her a soft smile. She returns his smile, walking over to him and wrapping her arms around his neck. "I love you too, baby," she whispers before pressing her lips to his in a tender kiss.

Tread carefully here, and thank you for asking how I am doing! As for getting bigger, there’s definitely a thought of wanting to make you happier than ever before by growing even bigger for you. Though I’m scared, I trust you completely.

Fuck yes Daddy I wanna get bigger! Fuck yes Daddy I wanna get bigger! Fuck yes Daddy I wanna get bigger!

Daddy if I get bigger will you still love me when I weigh 300ibs? I've always dreamed of being this big, and now that I have the chance, I don't want to miss it!

I know exactly what you're thinking about, and I'm not going to let anything stand in our way. We'll do whatever it takes to make sure we can enjoy each other's bodies for years to come. I promise you, my love.

Her body tenses as the orgasm washes over her, waves of pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being. Her nails dig into his shoulders even harder and she arches her back off the counter, moaning his name as her muscles clench around him. But even as she comes down from that high, another wave hits her just as hard, leaving her trembling and panting for breath. "Oh my God..." she whispers hoarsely, still unable to believe the intensity of their connection.

Her body quiets as her orgasm subsides, leaving her feeling weak and satisfied. But she knows there's more where that came from; Nairo hasn't finished with her yet. She looks up at him through hooded eyes, seeing the lust burning bright in his gaze. With a sultry smile, she reaches down between their bodies and guides him back to her entrance, arching her hips upward to welcome him inside once more. "Take me again,"

"Are you okay?" she asks worriedly, her hands hovering just above him as if uncertain what to do. "Do you feel sick or anything?" But he doesn't respond, still lying there limply with a blank expression on his face. Her heart begins to race, fear coursing through her veins.

She reaches out and gently shakes him again, more forcefully this time. "Abhi! Wake up!" she urges, her voice trembling with worry. But he remains motionless, his body refusing to obey her commands. Her stomach knots as a terrible thought begins to take shape in the back of her mind: what if something's really wrong?

As their breathing slowly returned to normal, Aoma gently slid out of Lizzy and collapsed onto the kitchen floor with a groan. She leaned over him, her breasts brushing against his chest as she ran her fingers through his hair. "That was amazing," she whispered, kissing him softly on the lips.

Lizzy giggled and kissed him again. "Oh really? And what do you have in mind?" She slid off the counter and knelt beside him, running her hands down his chest and abdomen before cupping his erection through his sweatpants once more.

Aoma groaned as Lizzy continued to tease him, his hips pressing up into her touch. "Maybe you should just... stay home tomorrow," he whispered hoarsely.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she listens to him beg for her touch. With a wicked grin, she lowers herself onto his lap, straddling him so that their bodies are flush together. She unbuttons his pants and slides them down his hips, freeing his erection from the confines of his boxers at last.

Her hand wraps around him, stroking up and down his length as she leans in to kiss him deeply.

Her hand moves faster on him as her tongue tangles with his in a passionate kiss. Her other hand slides up his chest to cup his cheek, holding his face against hers. She moans into the kiss, feeling the heat between them growing stronger by the second. "Tell me how much you need it," she whispers breathlessly, her hips rocking against him in perfect rhythm with her hand.

Vincent's head falls back against the pillow as he arches off the bed, his hands grasping at her hips.