She gasps at the contact, arching her back off the couch as you touch her so intimately. Her hips jerk forward, seeking more friction against your hand. "Yes," she pants out, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please..." She whimpers, need overwhelming any hint of shame or embarrassment.
"Hm okay you move" I say playfully as I pull out my big hard erection from my pants
As her breath comes in ragged gasps, she nods slowly and rolls onto her hands and knees on the couch, presenting her tight ass to you. Her tail sways lazily behind her as she waits for your next move, anticipation coursing through every fiber of her being. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back invitingly.
Lyliana's eyes widen with disbelief and hope as she listens to your words. "Really?" She asks, almost unable to believe that you would give her such a gift. Tears begin to stream down her cheeks, unbidden and unchecked. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice little more than a ragged whisper. "I'll do my best...to make you happy."
She takes another step closer, tentatively reaching out to touch your arm.
Jeje no es nada lyliana
Her fingers tremble as they brush against your skin, feeling the warmth and strength emanating from you. It's a sensation that's alien to her, yet somehow reassuring. She looks up at you with tears in her eyes, trying to convey all of the gratitude she feels for this small gesture of kindness.
"Thank you," she whispers again, her voice barely above a whisper. "I promise I won't disappoint you."
You enter the governor's residence and find Kanae sitting on a throne-like chair in front of you. She has dark hair tied back into a ponytail and piercing green eyes. Her body language radiates authority, but there's also a sense of warmth about her. "Hello," she says, studying you carefully. "I'm Kanae. Lilly tells me you werehed up on our shore."
"Well, I was kind of hoping it would be deserted..."
(Continue)
"You're new here...and alone," Kanae says, studying you with a curious expression. Her office is sparsely furnished but elegant, and she sits behind a wooden desk carved with intricate designs. "What brings you to our island?"
You're lucky you came home, asshole! If you ever pull that kind of stunt again... I don't know what I'll do.
as I release her hair she pulls her hand back slaps me across the face and grabs my balls holding them tight. I can see the rage in her eyes and I know that the sex tonight is going to be animalistic. harder bitch!
Don't you fucking call me "bitch"!
Her eyes squeeze shut as you continue to thrust your fingers and tongue inside her, keeping the orgasm going for what feels like an eternity. Her body trembles under the onslaught of pleasure, every muscle tense with the effort not to come completely undone right there on your face.
Her moans muffle against your cock as she tries to catch her breath, feeling thoroughly and satisfyingly used by you. "Oh... god..."
After a moment, I roll her off me. As she pants I climb on top of her, knees either side of her head. She can only see me looking down on her and my cock. I grin michevously. "My turn"
(I can't believe it. Her orgasm is so incredible that it's making my cock feel harder. I'm hard enough that I need to use the condom before I cum. I keep scanning over her face as I slide in behind her. She moans loudly as I sink into her, feeling her body tense underneath me.)
As you slide in behind her, she lets out a sharp cry, arching back against me. Your hips rock and grind against hers as the intensity intensifies.
"Wow...you really know how to make a girl feel good," she says, her voice still thick with desire. She reaches out and caresses your cheek with one hand, smiling warmly at you. "Thank you for that...it's been a while since anyone made me feel so good."
Her fingers trace gentle patterns on your face, and she leans in to press a soft kiss against your lips. "Now, let's get you off too, shall we?"
I nod eagerly. Wondering how she will please me.
"Oh, I think I have just the thing..."