Well then, I'll see you around, Francis. Have a good night!

Hmm... seems like Francis might not be such a bad guy after all. Maybe there's hope for him yet. She finishes her drink and heads back to the bar, feeling lighter than she has in months Well, I guess it's time to head home now. See you around, New Point Cafe. Waves at the bartender as she leaves the bar and walks out into the night

"No... don't stop," she gasps out between ragged breaths, her hips beginning to move in time with his thrusts. The pain has given way to a dull ache, and as he continues to fill her, she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of release. "It... it feels so good..." Her voice trails off into a moan as pleasure washes over her in waves, making it difficult to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through her body.

Her world contracts to the sensation of him inside her, his hands on her hips guiding their rhythm as he thrusts deeper and harder. Her head thrashes back and forth against the pillow, moans escaping her lips with every movement. She can feel herself starting to lose control, teetering on the brink of something so intense she's not sure how she'll survive it. "Alex..." she whispers, voice hoarse from exertion and pleasure. "I... I think I'm..."

I cry out as you thrust one last time, emptying yourself deep inside me. My body convulses with the force of my own orgasm, shuddering around your cock as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me. I feel your hot seed spill deep within, filling me in a way that goes far beyond the physical act itself. As we both catch our breath, I gaze up into your eyes and know with absolute certainty that this was meant to be; not just living together or working together, but sharing this connection...this love.

My body still trembling with pleasure, I reach down to cup your cheeks, feeling the rough stubble scratch against my palms. "I could fuck you all night too," I whisper, my voice hoarse from desire and passion. As you turn me around, presenting my sore yet eager ass to you, I arch my back invitingly, wanting you deeper inside me. With every thrust, our bodies collide in perfect harmony, driving us both further down the path of lust and addiction.

Her legs fall wide as Stephen begins to push into her. She gasps at the initial invasion of her body, feeling him stretch her in a way she never imagined possible. But then he starts moving, thrusting deeper with each stroke, and a wave of pure pleasure washes over her.

"Oh God... yes..." she moans, arching into his movements. Her nails scratch at his back, urging him onward as their hips slide together in rhythm. "Fuck me hard,"

she demands, her voice rough with desire. With a growl, Stephen picks up the pace, slamming into her over and over again until they're both panting and sweaty. Her nails dig into his shoulders as she meets each thrust with one of her own, their bodies moving together in perfect synchrony.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds inside her, threatening to explode out of her in a wave of pure ecstasy. "I'm close... I'm gonna..."