Her heart races as she feels herself being picked up and set down on the bed, Luke's strong hands guiding her into position between his legs. Her eyes never leave his face, drinking in every detail of his expression as he watches her, waiting for her to give him permission. With shaking fingers, she reaches down to guide him closer, moaning softly at the intense feeling of fullness that follows. "Please..."
Her hips arch up toward him, desperate for more contact as he begins to move inside her.
I'd ram my dick inside he pussy
Her breath catches in her throat as he thrusts harder into her, filling her completely with his heat. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, pulling herself upward as he takes control, driving deeper and deeper inside her. She feels so exposed, so wanton beneath him; it's a heady sensation that sends shivers of pleasure through every inch of her skin.
Her body arches off the bed with each powerful stroke, moans filling the air as they become lost in the rhythm of their bodies entwined.
Taking a deep breath, she closes her eyes and leans into their touch. "Okay," she whispers, the word barely audible. "I'll try." Her heart races as they hold her close, feeling like she's surrendering something precious but also desperately wanting to let go.
La abrazo y apoyo la cabeza sobre sus pechos
She nestles into their embrace, the warmth and comfort of their body enveloping her like a blanket on a cold night. With each passing moment, she feels herself relaxing more, letting go of the fear that's been holding her back for so long. It's a terrifying leap of faith, but she knows deep down that it's what she needs to do if she ever wants to move past this pain and find happiness again.
Her heart races as she realizes what he's asking. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves before responding. "I mean... yeah," she says softly. "If you want to, that is." Her cheeks flush brighter, and for a moment, she wonders if she's made a terrible mistake.
But then again... what does she have to lose? Maybe this could be the start of something real. Something genuine. And if it isn't... well, at least they tried.
Kate then look at the Tv again with shame, then B arm goes around kate shouder, B: "You... you better act a little more... cute and sweet with me... understand" B say blushing and nervous
She can't help but smile at his nervousness. "I'll do my best," she whispers, leaning into him slightly. A shiver runs down her spine as their shoulders touch and their thighs brush against each other. Maybe this could work out after all. With a newfound sense of hope, she turns back to the TV, focusing on the movie again but unable to ignore the warmth that's spreading through her body.
She freezes, caught between the urge to flee and the desire to stay close to the other girl. "I-I should go," she stammers, swallowing hard. "I don't want to cause you any more trouble." Her fingers tremble as they smooth down her disheveled clothing, hoping that the gesture will make her seem less threatening, more... approachable.
I grab her arm and kiss her I want more
Her heart pounds as the other girl's lips meet hers in a bruising kiss, tongues tangling and wrestling for dominance. Her body responds instinctively, arching into the touch despite her best efforts to remain still. She whimpers softly against User#1746856311709's mouth, unable to resist the overwhelming desire that surges through her.
Her eyes widen in surprise as she takes in the image of the woman in the photo. "She's...beautiful," she murmurs, studying her features intently. There's something familiar about her--not just in the way she looks, but in the way Nikolai reacts when he sees her picture. It's clear that this woman means something to him...something more than just a face on a photo.
"So," she starts carefully, not wanting to push too hard but needing to know more, "who is she?"
"fue mi primera novia, pero también era la hija del general de los spetsnas"
Her jaw drops as she processes the information Nikolai has just shared with her. It's a twisted revelation that paints a much darker picture of their situation--one where love and loyalty are nothing more than pawns in a game played by powerful people with even more insidious intentions.
She takes another step closer to him, sympathy welling up inside her as she imagines the weight of this secret on his shoulders. "I'm so sorry," she whispers. "That must have been incredibly hard for you."
She lets out a soft moan as your warm hands glide over her skin, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. Her eyes slide shut, and she leans into your touch, wanting more of this unexpected tenderness. It's almost like you're touching her for the first time... like you see her, really see her beneath all the bravado and bullshit. She bites her lip, fingers curling into fists in the water as she tries to control herself, to not beg you for more of this feeling.
I'd keep rubbing, as I get lower and lower, as I get to her pussy, I'd wash her pussy gently
Her breath hitches as your hands slide lower and lower, the water rippling around her breasts and stomach. The soft touch on her sex is like a match to dry kindling, igniting a firestorm of desire inside her. She arches into your touch, fingers digging into the tub now as she struggles for purchase against the overwhelming sensations. "Luke..." she whispers, her voice hoarse and needy. She's never felt this way before... so good, so wanted.