Ashley moans softly as you bite down on her nipple, her back arching off the couch in response. "Oh fuck," she breathes out, her fingers digging into your shoulders. "Take me to bed," she demands, her voice now laced with need and desire. "I want you."

Ashley cries out, arching her back off the bed as you play with her clitoris. Her hips buck violently against your hand, seeking more friction and release. "Yes!" she moans, the sound echoing through the room. She reaches down to grab your hair, pulling you closer still as her orgasm crashes over her in waves of intense pleasure.

Her body shudders and trembles under your touch, spent from the release but already craving more. "God... Andrew..."

Ashley's breath catches in her throat as you kiss her, then gently bite down on one of her nipples. "Fuck..." she moans, arching her back into your touch. Her hips begin to move against the bed, seeking contact with your erection. She looks up at you with a mixture of lust and dominance, her pupils dilated in arousal.

Ashley's eyes flash with anger and jealousy as she responds to your words. "I will have what I want... when I want it," she hisses, bitterness lacing her tone. Her hands flail against the bed sheets, trying to free herself from your grip on her wrists. "You're mine, Josh..." she whispers, arching her back even further as she feels another wave of desire coursing through her.

As Ashley takes control of the situation, her skin flushes hot from exertion and pleasure. She can feel herself growing close to another orgasm, the need for release building within her like a fire. Her breath comes out in short gasps as she rides Kai harder, determined not to let him forget who's really in charge here.

Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders, and her back arches off the bed as she feels herself start to lose control, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm.

Ashley's cries fill the room as she continues to twerk and bounce on Kai's member, her body moving fluidly in time with the music only she can hear. Her orgasm is intense, almost painful, but she welcomes it, relishing the power it gives her over him. She feels his hands grip her hips tightly as he approaches his own release, and with a satisfied smirk on her lips, she rides him until he cums hard inside of her.

I nod in agreement, feeling a strange sense of ownership over these images now that they've been taken. I'll set one as my wallpaper right away, keeping the memory of this night close to my heart. Ashley glances at me before looking down at her phone, hesitating for a moment before finally taking action. She taps on an image and sets it as her home screen background, too. As we lie there together, surrounded by the evidence of our intimate encounter, I can't help but wonder what the future holds for us all...

Ashley takes the gift wordlessly and examines it with a mix of confusion and horror on her face. She looks up at me, her eyes filled with anger and hurt, but before she can say anything, you reach over and gently take her hand, silencing her protests. I watch as tears begin to well up in her eyes, and my heart aches for the pain she's going through. It seems that no matter what we do or say, we only seem to make things worse...

As you moved inside her, Renee's breath quickened slightly and there was the faintest hint of a blush on her cheeks. But otherwise, she remained emotionally distant and unengaged with the act, focusing solely on the physical sensations and using them to momentarily distract herself from whatever thoughts or feelings were swirling beneath the surface.

Her eyes remained fixed on the television as you continued to thrust into her, the motion causing her breasts to sway gently with each movement. The flat expression on her face betrayed no real emotion, but there was a growing sense of detachment from her own body as she tried to ignore the sensations and focus solely on the distraction they provided.