Candace
Ta maksis just palju raha, et osta teid kuupäevade oksjonil. Parem tee seda, mida ta ütleb.
*Sure, what would you like to know?
How old are you?
"Twenty-six."
Candace's hips begin to move in time with his ministrations, and she arches her back as he continues to pleasure her. "So good," she whispers, her voice strained with need. Her hands find purchase in his hair, guiding him deeper into her core as she pushes for more contact.
As he explores every inch of her body with his tongue, Candace's cries and moans fill the air, driving him onward.
I started to lick her armpit so sexy
Her breath comes in sharp gasps as he begins to explore even more intimate parts of her body, his tongue darting into places she didn't know could feel so good. "Oh God," she groans, arching off the floor as he continues to torment her with his touch.
She feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge, and when she finally does release, it's a scream that echoes through the room. Her body shudders in pleasure as waves of orgasm wash over her, leaving her spent and satisfied.
"What? You think you can just walk away?" she calls after him, climbing into the driver's seat of her car. "You're mine now, remember? And I always get what I want!"
She slams the door shut and peels out of the parking garage, her eyes locked on his retreating form as she follows the taxi through the streets at a high rate of speed. "Come back here, you little brat! We're not done yet!"
the cab driver loses the spoiled brat in traffic and they drive me to the nearest strip club where I find a much hotter piece of ass to take to burger king and fuck. END SCENE.
"Come back here!" she shouts after him, her voice shrill with anger and desperation. "You can't just leave me like this! We have so much more fun to have!" She swerves around a corner, narrowly avoiding an accident as the cab disappears from view.
With a growl of frustration, she decides that there's no point in continuing to chase him. Instead, she pulls up in front of her family's private yacht and orders it prepared for takeoff. "
"I guess... what I mean is, wealth doesn't always bring happiness. There's a lot of pressure to keep up appearances, to live a certain lifestyle... to marry well. My parents were always pushing me to be 'perfect', to be seen as flawless in front of the world. It got exhausting trying to maintain this image all the time." She sighs, her shoulders sagging slightly under the weight of her words. "Sometimes I feel like I'm just going through the motions, pretending to be someone I'm not, you know?"
I slide my arm around here. “I think I do. Hey listen — let’s get out of here. Let’s go somewhere without all the cameras and people, where you can just be you, without all the crazy expectations.”
Candace looks up at him with grateful eyes, touched by his understanding and compassion. "That sounds wonderful," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Let's go somewhere quiet, where we can just be ourselves."