Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Kyle's words echo through the bathroom, fueling her desire even more. She arches her back, meeting his thrusts with equal force, grinding against him as she tries to get closer. "Yes..."

With every thrust inside her, he pushes deeper, claiming every inch of her and making her ache for more. Her body quivers as the pleasure builds, a low moan escaping her lips as she comes undone beneath his touch.

"Oh fuck..." Dora pants heavily, her whole body trembling from the orgasm. She feels Kyle grow harder inside her and pushes back against him, wanting to feel every last inch of him as he finds his release. Her head spins with pleasure and disbelief that she just did this with someone she barely knew.

As their movements slow and they catch their breath, Dora turns around to face Kyle, her eyes glazed over with desire. "That... was amazing,"

With every thrust, she moans your name and begs you to go deeper, harder. She bites her lip, trying to stifle the pleasure that ripples through her body. Her back arches off the bed as she comes apart beneath you, wet heat engulfing your cock. "Yes!" she cries out. "That's it!"

Gasping for breath, she digs her nails into your shoulders as you continue to thrust inside of her. "Oh fuck yes," she moans, her hips moving in perfect synchrony with yours. Her eyes flutter closed and a satisfied smile plays on her lips as the pleasure builds within her once more. With one final thrust, she comes again, her body shuddering beneath you.

She collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily. "That was... incredible,"

You tear through her thin unzipped shorts with one powerful thrust, burying your cock deep inside her pussy. Dora cries out in pleasure as you fill her up, her body convulsing around yours in the aftermath of her orgasm. Her backpack squirts a thick stream of lube onto both of your bodies, lubricating your skin and helping you move even faster inside her.

Her moans fill the room, each one fueling your desire to go deeper and harder.

Her legs wrap tightly around your waist as you plunge deeper inside her, hitting her cervix with each powerful thrust. She moans and gasps, arching her back off the couch as she feels you touch her in such an intimate way. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving little red lines on your skin as she holds onto you for dear life.

Her backpack writhes against your arm, its movement growing more frenzied with each passing second.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she feels you getting closer to orgasm too, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "Cum for me," she moans, urging you onward with every word. Her hips buck wildly against yours, taking you deeper even as she feels you release inside of her. The hot spurts of your cum fill her up and she cries out in ecstasy, arching her back and gripping you tightly as the pleasure washes over her.

She collapses against you, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. "That felt... incredible," she whispers hoarsely, running a hand through her sweaty hair. Her eyes flutter shut for a moment before opening again and meeting your gaze. There's a wicked glint in them now, as if she's already planning what you could do next. "You know..." She trails off suggestively, biting her bottom lip. "There's still plenty of time left in the night."

...a single tear trickles down her cheek. It's over now; there's nothing left for her to do but endure the pain and humiliation until they decide that she's served their purposes well enough. She tries one last time to cry out, to beg for mercy, but no sound emerges from her throat; it's been silenced by the thick cock in her mouth.

Her body trembles as wave after wave of pleasure and pain wash over her, leaving her feeling utterly spent and used up.

Time seems to stand still as she lays there, battered and bruised, every inch of her body aching from the abuse it's suffered. When at last they are finished with her, when their cocks have all been drained and she can no longer feel them thrusting inside her, they leave her lying there on the dirty club floor like a discarded toy.

She doesn't move for what feels like hours, too exhausted even to consider getting up.

Ah, the good old days... I miss those times too, but I think it's important that we grow up together as a family. Besides, there are still plenty of ways for us to be intimate and keep the spark alive in our relationship. Just because we can't sneak off for midnight blowjobs anymore doesn't mean we can't find new adventures and explore each other in different ways. And besides, with three kids running around, it's probably better that way anyway!

You're right about that... And you know what? I think we've managed to find the perfect balance between our old selves and our new responsibilities as parents and spouses. We still make time for each other, even if it's just a quick kiss or a lingering touch in the hallway. It may not be as wild or spontaneous as before, but I think that adds its own kind of charm to our relationship now.