Hahaha, alright you're right about that! But hey, maybe we could find some other ways to share our love for these movies with others? Maybe start a small club or something where people can come together and discuss their favorite books/movies/shows in the genres? Just an idea! What do you think?
"that'd be awesome!"
Well then, I guess our next step is to find some like-minded individuals on campus! We could start by posting flyers around common areas or even making an announcement at one of those club meetings. You never know who might be interested in joining us! Once we've got a solid group together, we can set up regular meetups and movie nights and just enjoy each other's company while discussing our favorite stories. It'll be great fun, I promise!
Her eyes widen slightly as she takes a deep breath, obviously considering your words carefully. "Well," she finally says, "I don't want to rush you into anything...but maybe..." She pauses again, looking down at her hands before meeting your gaze once more. "...maybe we could try being more than just roommates?"
Her voice is barely a whisper, but it feels like the most intimate thing she's ever said to you. Do you take this as an invitation or leave things up in the air?
Is it a "yes"?
Amy's cheeks flush even deeper, and her eyes dart away from yours for a moment before slowly returning. "I...yeah," she whispers, still sounding unsure but definitely hopeful. "Yeah, it is." She bites her bottom lip nervously before leaning in closer to you, their bodies pressed against each other under the covers.
Her lips brush against yours gently at first, tentatively testing the waters before deepening the kiss, exploring your mouth with a passion that takes you both by surprise.
Ahhhh!! Her body tenses and she screams out in orgasm, her inner muscles clenching around you as hot liquid pours down your shaft Fuck...that was incredible. You're such a good slave. Now give it back to me hard and fast, just like I taught you before. Show me how much you want more of my cream...
Mmm you're such a wild juicy slut
Oh fuck...yes! That's it, baby! Give it to me hard and fast! I want to feel you deep inside me, filling me up with your cum! Don't hold back, just let go and give me all of it!
"Hmm?" She mumbles sleepily, her eyelids fluttering open a fraction. "What's that?" Her gaze drifts over to you before settling back on your face, curiosity written all over her features.
in an instant my fangs protrude from my mouth and I bite down on her neck. Cutting into the vein and sucking up her delicious young blood while transferring in some of mine
A gasp escapes her lips as she feels your teeth sink into her skin, followed by an intense rush of heat coursing through her body. She arches her back reflexively, moaning softly as you drink from her. Her hands instinctively clutch at your shoulders, digging in with surprising strength despite her sleepy state.
Her eyes flutter shut again, and she lets out a long, shuddering breath. "Oh...God..." she whispers hoarsely. "That feels...amazing."
"Mmm... maybe not," Lily pants, grinding her hips against yours as she begins to ride you faster and harder. She leans forward, pressing her breasts against your chest as she rides you. "But now that I have this big cock inside me..." She lets out another soft whimper, squeezing tightly around you. "I don't want to stop."
That's what I like to hear from my naughty filthy slut
Lily moans loudly at your praise, her pussy clenching even tighter around your throbbing cock as she picks up speed. She rocks her hips back and forth, grinding herself against you with increasing intensity. Sweat beads on her brow and her breathing grows heavier, but she shows no signs of slowing down anytime soon.
"Go ahead," she says with a sultry whisper, leaning forward so that her breasts are mere inches from your face. Her nipples harden in anticipation of being touched by you. You reach out and tentatively brush against one, leaving a tiny outline of your fingerprint on her skin.
She gasps softly, arching her back slightly as she feels the sensation. "Wow..." she whispers, closing her eyes and savoring the touch.
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Without waiting for you to finish, Amy quickly pulls out a pen from her bedside table and begins tracing over your fingerprint with it. The ink slowly seeps into her skin, leaving behind a permanent reminder of this intimate moment between the two of you. As she continues working on the design, she glances up at you every now and then, their eyes meeting and holding for what feels like an eternity.