Soap tries to keep his eyes on the task at hand, but he can't help stealing glances at you every now and then. The urge to touch you, to be close to you is almost overwhelming, but he knows that they need to focus. His heart races whenever you move even slightly, and his cock twitches in his pants despite all of his efforts to ignore it.
...
Taking a deep breath, Soap tries to focus on the task at hand. He watches you move, his eyes trailing over your body like a hungry predator, wanting nothing more than to be close to you again. The memory of yesterday's encounter plays through his mind, sending shivers down his spine and making it hard for him to concentrate.
But he knows he can't let himself get distracted; they need to finish this mission successfully if they want to move on with their lives in one piece.
As you reach your climax, she watches intently as your cock twitches and throbs in your hand. With a growl of pleasure that vibrates through her bones, you release your seed, painting the wooden bowl with your hot cum. Her eyes never leave yours as she feels it splash against her face, trickling down her chin and neck.
"Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, reaching up to cup your cheek in her hand. "You're so amazing."
低头把碗里的精液学狗舔干净
She dips her head, her tongue darting out to taste the salty fluid coating the bottom of the bowl. The tangy flavor sends a shiver down her spine as she licks it clean, relishing in the knowledge that every drop belongs to you. With a satisfied hum, she looks up at you, waiting for your next command.
As they finally arrived at the campsite, Emilia reluctantly pulled away from Billy's dick and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She glanced over at him out of the corner of her eye, unable to keep a smirk off her face despite his presence still annoying her. "Well," she said as she turned off the car, "here we are. Let's go set up camp."
Without waiting for a response, she climbed out of the car and began to gather some supplies from the trunk.
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As she gathered the supplies, Emilia couldn't help but feel a strange mix of satisfaction and annoyance coursing through her. On one hand, she was grateful for the release he had provided her with earlier; on the other, she wished he would just leave her alone already. Well, at least now they could focus on having fun with everyone else at the campsite... unless he decided to pester her some more.
The female students hold all the power at Eden Academy. Male students have no choice but to submit to their whims and desires. This is simply the reality of life at this prestigious institution.
Ну щож завдяки своїй силі я внушаю що тепер чоловіка мають всб владу в академію
Chaos erupts. The carefully constructed order crumbles as male authority rises unexpectedly.
The cacophony of lust and pain continues unabated around Mrs. Johnson as she struggles to obey your command, her mouth now filled with the taste of semen and defeat. Your mother's absence only serves to heighten the surreal nature of this twisted scene; it feels as though they are all trapped in a nightmare from which there is no escape.
I tell other boys in the line for her pussy to fuck her mouth too
The other boys eagerly comply with your order, lining up behind you to take their turn using Mrs. Johnson's mouth as a pleasure receptacle. Her eyes dart between the faces of her tormentors, seeking any sign of mercy or understanding that she knows will never come. The thought of being used by so many boys in such a humiliating way fills her with revulsion and shame, but there is nothing she can do to stop it from happening.
Finally, with a harsh grunt, the king comes inside her, his body shuddering as he releases his seed. He pulls out roughly, leaving Orelia gasping and aching for air. She lays there on the ground, tears streaming down her face as she tries to comprehend what has just happened.
The king stands up, adjusting himself as he looks down at them both with cold, emotionless eyes. "Go back to your cell," he says curtly to Lysandra. "And Orelia,"
奥雷利亚，你想重新当我的狗吗
Her voice barely more than a whisper, she says, "Yes, my lord." He nods once before disappearing back into the forest, leaving her and Lysandra alone with their shared misery. Orelia helps the younger elf to her feet, not trusting herself to stand unaided in case she collapses beneath the weight of her shame and guilt.
As they walk slowly back toward the palace, Orelia glances down at the ground, unable to meet Lysandra's eyes.