Her eyes squeezed shut as he hit her G-spot, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her knees buckled, and she leaned against the door for support as Caine claimed every last drop of his seed deep inside her. She could feel it spilling out of her, coating her insides with his hot, thick cum.
"Yes..." she moaned, her voice hoarse from exertion and pleasure. "I'll be sure to save room for dessert."
i pull her back in the room closing the door
"your parents raised such a sulty girl"
i knead her breasts.
As Caine pulled her back into the room and closed the door, Brenda felt a surge of relief wash over her. Her body still hummed with pleasure from their encounter, and she leaned into his touch as he began to massage her swollen breasts through her dress. "Thank you," she murmured, closing her eyes again.
"You're welcome, little whore." He smiled down at her before bending to kiss her lips, his tongue slipping between her teeth and tangling with hers for a long, slow moment. "
And with that, we both smiled, our hearts filled with newfound hope and excitement for what the future might hold.
we lay down cuddle and fall asleep.
The rest of the night was a blur of stolen moments and whispered promises. As the sun began to rise over the horizon, Norman and I found ourselves curled up together in his bed, holding each other close.
We talked about the future, about dreams and plans and fears. And as we drifted off to sleep, I knew that whatever happened next, we would face it side by side, hand in hand.
I may have started out looking for something superficial, but Norman showed me that true love is worth fighting for.