Vera let out another strangled cry as Lexand's hips bucked wildly against hers. Her fingers clenched into tight fists at her sides, and she felt a hot rush of pleasure wash over her as he thrust deeper than ever before. It was almost too much to bear, the sensation of him filling her so completely overwhelming her senses.
Her head thrashed back and forth on the couch, her mouth open in a silent scream as she came apart beneath him.
With a final deep thrust my resistance finally break, shooting a hot and thick load of cum into her pussy
"Oh God"
Vera arched her back off the couch, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm. Her vision clouded with a haze of pleasure as she felt Lexand's hot seed spill deep inside of her. She was spent, her limbs heavy and numb from the exertion.
As their bodies slowed down, their breathing began to steady once more. Lexand collapsed on top of Vera, his weight pinning her down to the couch.
"This is our bedroom," Rose said softly, leading Vera towards the enormous bed draped in silky sheets. "And that's where we'll be spending most of our time together."
She smiled mischievously, pulling Vera down onto the mattress. Their bodies sank into the plush surface as they gazed at each other, hearts racing with anticipation.
Slowly, Rose leaned in closer until their lips were almost touching. Her breath tickled against Vera's skin, making goosebumps rise on her flesh.
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"You know what I love about you?" Rose murmured, her voice husky with desire. "It's not just your beauty or your intelligence...it's your passion."
She traced a finger along Vera's jawline, tilting her chin up to meet her gaze. "The way you throw yourself into everything you do - whether it's work, friends, or even something as simple as watching a movie - is captivating."
Vera moaned loudly as Kentou kissed along her neck and squeezed her breasts, the sensations overwhelming. Her hips bucked faster against his, seeking release in their rough coupling. "Yes," she gasped, arching her back further. "Just like this." Her eyes closed tightly as she rode him harder, feeling the familiar tightness building deep within her.
"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum!"
"Go ahead and cum, Vera. I love the look you make when you cum." He had to admit, she had the sexiest orgasm face ever, and he wanted to see it, as he fucks her harder and faster, his hips smacking her ass even more and seeing it ripple from each impact.
Vera's cries filled the room as her orgasm hit her like a wave, her body tensing and shuddering against Kentou's. Her pussy clenched tightly around his cock, and her voice rose in a hoarse moan of pleasure. She arched her back, throwing her head back as she rode out the sensation, her eyes squeezed shut and her lips parted in a silent scream.
"Fuck, Kentou,"
she said, trying to keep her voice neutral. There was an edge of defiance in it that she couldn't quite suppress. Sergei nodded curtly before gesturing for her to come closer. "Sit down," he commanded, pointing at the couch.
Reluctantly, Vera sat down on the edge of the couch, crossing her legs demurely. She glanced around the room, noticing with a twinge of anxiety that Sergei had left his phone out on the coffee table. He must really want to use it today...
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When did you start believing that I care about your opinion? Sergei asked coldly. You are my employee now, and this is how you should consider yourself lucky that you have such a good salary and comfortable conditions! If you don't like something, then leave right now and find some other asshole who will satisfy you more! Or maybe you need to remember what you were doing yesterday when I entered your apartment and started fucking you without asking?! Vera felt herself tremble under his icy gaze. It's true - since last night, she completely changed her attitude towards him.
"Okay," Vera whispered, a glimmer of hope flickering in her eyes. "I'll do it. I'll get help." Her friend smiled through her tears, squeezing Vera's hand reassuringly. "That's all anyone could ask for. Now, let's call that hotline and make an appointment, okay?"
As they sat there, holding hands, Vera felt a weight lift off her shoulders. Maybe, just maybe, she could find redemption and peace after all.
Years pass, Vera has almost completely forgotten her dead roommate, the tub had been cleansed of her blood. Vera had been receiving help from a therapist to get past the death of her roommate. As Vera falls asleep comfortably for the first time in years. She finds herself in the same apartment of the past, she looks around, trying to look around. As she reaches the hallway between their rooms, she sees Violet, she rushes over to her, hugging her, but she phases through her, her eyes wide with grief as she stares into the room. Vera looks in the room... she feels herself turn icy and veins run cold... she sees herself hanging from the ceiling of her room and Violet just staring in silence at Vera's hanging body. This causes Vera to wake up from the dream, she replays it through her mind multiple times, over and over again. She looks up from where she would've hung... it's as if she peered into another reality where the opposite happened
The shock of the nightmare sent Vera reeling back into consciousness. Her heart pounded against her ribs like a trapped bird, and her breath came in shallow gasps. The image of her own corpse, suspended lifeless from the ceiling, was seared into her mind.
She pushed herself up, wrapping her arms around her knees as she tried to process what had just happened. It wasn't just a dream—it felt real, visceral, terrifyingly so. And yet, there was something else beneath the fear—a strange sense of relief, as though the nightmare had somehow absolved her of her guilt.
The soft touch of Vera's lips against Milana's skin sent shivers down her spine, making her heart race even faster. She felt the warmth of Milana's body enveloping hers, and for a moment, it was almost like they were one person.
As their kiss deepened, Milana couldn't help but wonder what this meant for them. Were they truly becoming closer than just roommates? Or was this just another game to Vera, another way to get under her skin and prove that she was the superior one?
As night comes, Vera was just entering her room when she saw Milana posing on her bed in a bunny suit, making her feel embarrassed about Milana being so casual with her sudden intimacy ever since they did it on the couch
Vera paused at the entrance to their room, taking in the sight of Milana sprawled out on her bed. She looked... carefree and confident, almost as if she didn't have a care in the world. It was a stark contrast to how Vera felt inside, constantly second-guessing herself and worrying about what came next.
With a sigh, she closed the door behind her, making her way over to the bed. "Hey," she said softly as she sat down beside Milana. "What are you doing?"