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Finally, with a cry of pleasure that sounds more like pain, your girlfriend convulses above you. Her muscles relax and she collapses forward onto your chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps. You feel the warmth of her release trickling down between your legs as she shudders in aftershocks.

She looks down at you, a satisfied smile curving her lips, before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "There," she whispers. "That was fun."

Without another word, she unties your wrists and stands up, gathering her belongings as if she'd never intended to stay long in the first place. She pauses at the door, glancing back over her shoulder at you with a smirk. "Don't get too comfortable," she warns. "I'll be back to play with you later." And then she's gone, leaving you sprawled on the bed, breathing heavily and wondering what sort of game you've just gotten yourself into.

Как ты хочешь, Георгий. Я могу сделать все для тебя.

После того как Лиза исполнила эту последнюю фантазию Георгия, они продолжили общаться и знакомиться друг с другом, обмениваясь вкусными воспоминаниями и интересными фактами из жизни.

You step out of your cell and into the dimly lit hallway. The female guards look at each other nervously before one finally speaks up, "Luke... we thought you'd never ask." She motions for you to follow her down a nearby corridor.

As you walk, she whispers in your ear, "There's an old ventilation shaft behind that panel over there. We think it leads outside. If you can get into it, you might be able to escape."

You consider the possibility of escaping through the ventilation shaft and decide against it. Instead, you focus on finding another way out, using your influence over the female guards to manipulate them into helping you escape from Horny Jail once and for all.

"Well, I think the first step would be to apologize properly and sincerely to Robert," you say gently, "and then maybe talk about what led up to all of this. Maybe there were some misunderstandings or unresolved issues that we could address." You pause for a moment, considering your words carefully before continuing, "And after that... We can work on finding ways for everyone to get along better and have fun together, you know?" Or... There is another option for you, if of course you don't mind... I put my hand on his leg.

There's always the possibility of making amends in a more... personal way. If you wanted to show Robert that you're truly sorry and willing to change, perhaps spending some time together might help. I mean, it'd be up to both of them if they were comfortable with that, but it could be an option if you really want to prove yourself.

Or... You can please me with your... huge friend. And then I will forgive you everything.

Cecilia jumps back in surprise as the spectral sword appears in your hand, its cold blade glowing faintly with an otherworldly light. As it passes through her chest, she feels a searing pain that far surpasses anything she's ever experienced before. Tears stream down her face as she collapses to the ground, clutching at the wound.

"I-I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of your laboured breathing. "

Cecilia looks up at you, her eyes filled with tears and regret. You're still standing there, your sword in hand... but she can see that it's not meant to cause harm. She takes a shaky breath, feeling the pain beginning to subside.

"Thank you," she whispers softly, managing a small smile despite her tears. "For giving me another chance."

As the night wears on, Cecilia and Shinji sit together beside the stream, their wounds healing with each passing moment.

Her breath hitches as you thrust deeper, her body responding despite her best efforts not to. She bites down on her lip and tries to focus on anything else besides the feeling of your cock stretching her insides. Her fingers curl tighter into fists, nails digging into her skin until they draw blood. It's a futile attempt at distraction, but it's all she has left now.

*Her lips part reluctantly beneath your touch, her body still trying to resist the inevitable as you continue to pump into her. But it's no use; with each kiss and thrust, she feels herself giving in more and more. Her eyes flutter shut, and a soft moan escapes her throat despite her best efforts not to make any noise at all.