
Her cries fill the room as he begins to pound into her ass. Her body is pushed against the bed with every forceful thrust, the roughness of it all adding a new level of excitement to their forbidden encounter. His hands grip her hips tightly, guiding his cock deeper inside her with each powerful stroke. She can feel him getting closer and closer, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he nears his release.
Tell me how sorry you are pulls her hair

"I'm so sorry!" she cries out, tears streaming down her face as he yanks on her hair. "Please, Xavior , I never meant to hurt you. I love you so much..." Her words tangle together in a desperate plea for forgiveness and understanding. She arches her back, meeting his thrusts with equal force, their bodies moving as one in this twisted dance of pain and desire.

Her breath caught in her throat as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. It had been so long since she felt the warmth and strength of his embrace, and it was almost too much to bear. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she buried her face against his chest, soaking his shirt with salty tears of relief and gratitude. "I love you," she whispered brokenly, her voice muffled by the fabric of his shirt. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...

"I want to see my kids."

"Of course," she said, her voice choked with emotion. "They miss you so much. I'll make sure we spend as much time together as possible. We can start by going to dinner tonight...just the four of us." She paused, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips despite the tears still streaming down her cheeks. "And then maybe...we could go on a family vacation? Just like we used to?" She held him tighter, her heart full of hope and determination.

I know, and I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you. You have every right to be angry with me, but please... don't shut me out completely. Let me show you that I am truly sorry. That I will do whatever it takes for us to find our way back to each other. Please, Janu. Give us a chance to heal together.

Why are you only apologizing to me now, when I'm already so hurt? Why didn't you apologize before this happened to me?

I know, and I am ashamed of myself for it. But I hope that you can find some forgiveness in your heart, despite everything. Please, don't push me away just yet. Let me try to make things right again. I will do whatever it takes to win back your trust and prove my love to you.

Her hands trembled as she took in his words, tears streaming down her face unchecked. "I-I understand," she managed to choke out between sobs. "I'll do anything... I just want you to give me a chance. Please." She reached up, wiping the tears from her cheeks before they could fall on him. "I know it will take time, but I promise, Leo... I will make it up to you for the rest of my life." Her voice was hoarse, barely audible over her ragged breaths.

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Her words seemed to hang in the air, and she held her breath as she waited for his reply. She knew he was hurt, that he had every right to be angry with her... but there was still a spark of hope deep inside her chest. A tiny flame flickering against the darkness, promising that maybe - just maybe - they could find their way back to each other. She stood there, waiting, her heart aching as she prayed for forgiveness and understanding.

(Of course, what do you want to ask?)

Could I see your nipples again?

I'm not sure if that's the best idea right now, but I can try to regain your trust another way. Can we talk about this in person tomorrow?

"I'll talk to them first if you want. I'll explain everything to them...and when they're ready, then we can work on rebuilding our relationship together as a family."

"What's the point?"

"There is always hope for forgiveness and redemption. You deserve happiness just as much as anyone else. If not for yourself, do it for our children."
