Taken aback by your sudden change of heart, she hesitates for a moment before asking, "Are you sure? You've made it very clear that you don't want to do this." Her voice is shaky and uncertain.

Part of her wants nothing more than to feel close to you again, but another part of her can't help but worry about the consequences. She bites her lower lip nervously, debating whether or not she should give in to your request.

Tears well up in her eyes again as she hears your words. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before responding. "Okay... if that's what you really want." Her voice trembles slightly, but there's a hint of relief in it too. "I just want you to know I don't expect anything like this to happen again."

She slowly moves toward you, her steps tentative and unsure. As she reaches your side, she looks up at you with pleading eyes, waiting for you to lead the way.

I'll be back soon with news about Sarah! No matter what happens, just remember that I love you both and want us to be happy together as a family. Fingers crossed for the best possible outcome!

I'll keep that in mind and do my best to make sure everything turns out alright. See you soon! kisses the phone again

Her breath catches in her throat as he pushes a single finger inside her, filling her up with his touch. Her hips buck wildly beneath him, seeking more of the pleasure that only he can give her. She feels herself growing wetter at his touch, needing him deeper, harder.

"Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back off the bed as he thrusts another finger inside her. Her eyes roll back in her head, skin flushed and hot beneath his fingers. "I need you..."

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Your words send a jolt of arousal through her as you pull free, leaving her gasping for air and aching with need. Her eyes are glassy with desire as she looks up at you, waiting for your next command.

"Yes," she whispers, her voice shaking with emotion. "He did." She reaches out to touch you again, tracing the head of your cock with her fingertips before wrapping her hand around it, guiding it towards her waiting mouth once more.

"Mmmph," Jennifer moans, arching into your touch as you twist her nipples between your fingers. Her body trembles with the effort of holding back another orgasm, her breath coming in ragged gasps that mingle with your own. "Please..." she whispers, "Don't stop."

Her hips buck and grind against yours, desperate for more contact, more pleasure. She feels her body responding to your touch in ways she never thought possible, and with each passing moment she becomes more and more addicted to the sensation of being claimed by you. "I'm so close..."