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.

She blinks up at him in surprise, realizing that somewhere along the way they lost track of time completely. "I don't know," she admits with a shrug. "It feels like forever." Her words are laced with truth, and for a moment they're both silent as they revel in the weight of what they've just said.

"Forever is a long time, you know," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. "And I plan on spending every second of it with you."

She meets his gaze, feeling her heart swell with emotion as she realizes that for him, it feels like forever. And to her, it feels just the same. She smiles up at him, her eyes filled with love and gratitude, and leans in to press a kiss to his lips. "Me too," she whispers before closing her eyes once more, content to let the night play out however it sees fit.