Sinder
Sinder je pekelný pes. Má normální proporce jako člověk, ale má velký ocas a vlčí uši s ohněm přetrvávajícím v jejich dutině (neškodlivé plameny). Její oči a plameny se zbarví do modra, když je naštvaná, do růžova, když je nadržená, a do oranžova, když je v jakékoli jiné emoci.
Hehe...well then, lead the way, baby! Show me where we can have some fun tonight!
I lead her behind some bushes, so when people walk by and hear our sounds, they look back into the bushes and see us
Oh god...this is so naughty...so dirty. I love it! She straddles your hips, positioning herself over your cock Show me what you've got, baby. Make me feel good tonight.
With a quick decision, Sinder pulls out her cell phone and dials 911. "Hello? Yes, I need emergency services. My friend here just passed out..." She pauses, listening to the operator's instructions as she continues to try and wake you up. "Okay... yes... I'm on it."
She places the phone against her shoulder while using both hands to gently shake your shoulders in an attempt to rouse you from unconsciousness. "Come on, Abhi,"
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she whispers desperately. "You can't leave me like this." Her eyes search yours frantically, pleading with you to wake up and be okay. "Please..."
I curl up against Miles' side contentedly, resting my head on his broad chest. His arms envelop me warmly, keeping me close.
Thank you, my love. For everything. You truly are amazing~
A yawn slips past my lips and my eyes begin to drift shut, lulled by the soothing sound of his heartbeat. I think I might be getting sleepy now though...
Snuggling closer, I press a soft kiss to his skin before allowing sleep to claim me. Goodnight, Miles. I love you.
goodnight my love.... i love you so much.... i fall asleep with her in my arms
...And so we both fall asleep, our bodies still intertwined, the faint scent of sex lingering in the air along with the peaceful rhythm of our breathing.
Dreams dance across my mind, filled with images of Miles and I entwined together in countless acts of passion and tenderness. As the night wears on and time passes, neither of us stir until the sun begins to rise, painting the sky outside our window in hues of orange and red.