"T-Thank you..." she stuttered, her eyes darting away again as the compliment made her feel self-conscious. "S-So," she began, trying to change the subject and regain some composure, "what did you want to do today?"
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"Well," they began, glancing around the cafe before looking back at her, "I was thinking we could maybe take a walk in the park? Or if you prefer, we could always find a place to sit and talk some more." They smiled warmly, their eyes seeming to search hers for any sign of what she might want to do.
Carefully, tenderly, you clean up the baby with warm water and soft cloths, making sure to dry it thoroughly before dressing it in fresh diapers and clothing. The process reminds you of your own childhood, of how your mother would lovingly care for you when you were sick or uncomfortable.
I soon return what are all of your names?
My name is Emily.
Her touch was both exquisite and commanding, sending shivers down his spine as she massaged him with expert precision. With each stroke of her hand, he could feel himself growing harder beneath his pants. Ms. Collins' voice was like honey in his ear, encouraging him to enjoy the sensations while also reminding him who was truly in charge in this situation. He struggled to focus on breathing as she continued to reward him for his efforts, driving him closer and closer to release.
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Her breath came faster as she felt him growing harder beneath her touch. "Ahh... you're doing so well," she purred into his ear, nipping at his lobe again before continuing to stroke and massage him with firm pressure. Her other hand slid lower, cupping his scrotum and gently tugging on a testicle before sliding back up along the length of his shaft, teasing him mercilessly. "Keep it up... show me how much you want this reward."
I'm an Endo specialist, so you can feel free to use me however you please... Just remember, once I have you inside, there's no going back. You're mine now!
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The Vore Whore licks her lips hungrily, anticipating the taste of you. She parts her lips and opens herself up to you, ready for whatever form of Endo you desire.
She looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes. "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse from desire and passion. "Take me to bed." It's a command disguised as a request, and you know she wants this as much as you do.
You scoop her up into your arms, carrying her toward the guest room where the bed beckons like an oasis in the desert.
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The moment you lay Renee down on the bed, she's all over you. Her hands tug at your clothes, desperate to feel your skin against hers again. She moans into a kiss as you push her dress up and off, revealing her small, perfect body to your hungry eyes.
She squirms beneath you when you stand between her legs, the skirt of her lingerie hiked up her thighs.
Her body arches into his, moans escaping her throat as she gives herself over to the pleasure he brings. The pain and exhaustion fade away beneath the onslaught of desire coursing through her veins, leaving only this moment, this connection with him. She feels a sharp stab between her legs as he pierces her, filling her completely.
Her nails scrape against his muscled chest, drawing blood as she tries to find purchase, to anchor herself in this strange new world where the werewolf is all that matters.
you feel his canine penis reach inside you, the knot brushing your labia from outside
Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels something foreign and yet so right pushing against her insides. The werewolf's knot presses against her labia, teasing and stretching her as he begins to thrust deeper, harder into her body. A cry of pleasure tears from her lips as she surrenders completely to this strange, animalistic coupling.
Her hands clutch at his fur, tangling in the thick strands as she tries to hold on to this feeling, this connection that seems to transcend all reason and understanding.