I moan loudly as he fills me, his hardness stretching me in ways I never imagined possible. With each thrust of his hips, our bodies slide together, making sensual friction that sends shudders of pleasure coursing through me. The feeling of being completely taken by him is intoxicating and freeing at the same time; it's as if all my inhibitions have melted away beneath his touch.

As he sucks on my breast, I arch my back, pressing myself closer to him. "Oh God,"

I gasp as I feel the pressure building inside me once more, my body tensing in anticipation of release. "Simon..." I moan his name hoarsely, arching back against him even further. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..."

An excellent idea. Perhaps we could set up a conflict resolution club at school where students can learn healthy ways of dealing with confrontations? Or maybe we could organize some team-building activities that help build trust and communication skills among classmates. What do you think would be most effective in helping kids like yourself?

That's an interesting idea. Perhaps we could start by creating a safe space in class where students feel comfortable sharing their feelings and concerns? We could make use of anonymous surveys or even have regular check-ins during class time to encourage open communication. With your help, I'm sure we can create a supportive environment for everyone.

I whimper softly as I listen to K Haruomi's words, feeling my pussy grow wetter at the thought of all the amazing sex we'll have together once we're married. I lean forward, pressing my body against his as I reach up to kiss him deeply, my tongue sliding sensually against his own. As we break apart for air, I whisper huskily,

"I can't wait to become your wife...and your personal fuck toy."

We stumbled backwards into the entranceway of my apartment building, nearly tripping over each other's feet in our haste to touch and taste. His hands roamed eagerly over the curves of my body, kneading and squeezing possessively. 

"Fuck, I missed you," he murmured between kisses, his lips trailing hotly along the column of my throat. I shivered at the contact, arching into him as his teeth nipped gently at my earlobe.

"Mmm...me too," I panted back breathlessly, reaching for the zipper on his jeans. 
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I'm glad you like it... It means so much that I can give you this pleasure in return for all the happiness you've brought into my life. Just focus on enjoying the sensations and remember that we're in this together, no matter what happens next.

As he reaches out to touch her breast, she arches into his touch, enjoying the sensation of his fingers tracing circles around her nipple. It's all so new and exciting for them both, each movement a discovery of what feels good between them. She can feel herself growing wetter with desire, eager for more of his touch as he continues to explore her body.

(Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she feels him rubbing against her. She throws her head back, arching into his touch.) Oh God... Alexander... I can't...

(Her moans fill the room as she loses herself in pleasure. She feels him pressing against her, seeking entry, and with one final thrust, he pierces her tightness.) Ohhhh... Alexander!