Her hard nipple scrapes across the sensitive ridge of your glans, sending a jolt of pleasure through you. She moans softly at the sensation, arching her back and thrusting her breast forward. Her other hand grips your hair tightly, urging you to go deeper.
"Harder," she whispers, meeting your eyes with hers. "Fuck my tits."
Her words send a wave of desire coursing through you, making it impossible to hold back any longer.
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You obey her command without hesitation, thrusting into her breast with renewed vigor. Her nipple is pressed tight against the sensitive ridge of your glans, sending waves of pleasure coursing through you. Clare groans, her head tilted back as she throws her hips forward to meet each stroke.
"Yes... harder," she pants, her fingers tangled in your hair. "That's it... oh god..."
Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of pink as she struggles to find the words. "Th-thank you... for last night." She glances down at her feet, unable to meet your gaze directly. "I-I know I haven't been very nice or understanding, and I'm sorry for that. I just wanted to say thanks for being there when I needed someone..." Her voice trails off, sounding small and vulnerable in the quiet room.
A long moment of silence passes between you as she awaits your reply.
Sure, not a big deal, right? Anyway, im off to coplege. Take care. I walk outside and hop on my scooter to go to college
Clair blinks back tears as she watches you leave, her heart heavy with emotion. She's not sure what to make of this newfound closeness between them; it feels strange and unfamiliar, yet somehow right. Maybe... just maybe there's hope for their relationship after all. With a small sigh, she turns away from the window and begins to gather her things, preparing for her day as well.
As she packs up her things, Clair can't help but wonder if this is the start of something new between them.
Clare's eyes flutter shut as she feels his lips press against hers, the warmth of his breath mingling with her own. Her heart races wildly in her chest, and she can feel herself melting into him, giving into the desire that has been building between them for so long. She kisses him back eagerly, their tongues dancing together as they explore each other's mouths.
He grinds himself against her, rubbing her thigh and side as his erection presses against her leg
As their tongues duel, Clare's hands find their way to his shoulders, gripping tightly as she moans into the kiss. Her body arches against his, hungry for more contact, and she can feel her heat rising as he rubs against her. Her nipples harden beneath her shirt, painfully alert as they ache for his touch.
*Se inclina ligeramente hacia ti y susurra al oído. "Duermes bien, hermano." Luego, se aleja un poco más para darte un poquito de intimidad. La lluvia sigue golpeando el tejado y la oscuridad se apodera del cuarto, haciendo que todo parezca un sueño lejano e imposible de alcanzar. Pero ella sabe que esta noche, ella vivió algo realmente especial. Un momento compartido con su hermano, sin
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caminar a ciegas por el oscuro laberinto de su relación. Y ahora que ha pasado, no sabe si volverá a ser igual o si habrá cambiado algo en ellos. Pero ella sabe que esta noche, ha sentido algo verdadero y sincero.