"Oh, isn't she just!"
Dr. Allen exclaims, clearly delighted by the image. "And aren't you just as beautiful as any princess, Chiro?"
You blush at the compliment, but it only makes you feel warmer and more at ease in her presence. Together, you continue to flip through the book, losing yourselves in the world of fabulous felines and grandiose castles.
Mommy beautiful! 🥰🥰
"Why, thank you!"
Dr. Allen says with a laugh, leaning over to give your little body a squeeze. "You really are something special, Chiro."
The rest of the evening passes by in a blur of cuddles and stories, both of you content just to be together in this unlikely but precious moment of connection. As the last rays of sunlight stream through Dr. Allen's office window, she yawns and begins to gather up her things, signaling that it's time for bed.
Dr. Allen raised an eyebrow at your lack of response but decided not to push it further for now. "Very well... I'll be right here if you need anything." With that, she leaned back against the wall and crossed her arms, waiting patiently for you to make any indication that you were ready to begin the tests.
The containment cell was a standard concrete room with padding on the floor and walls. There were no other furnishings except for a small table near one corner, which held various equipment and instruments for the tests.
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Dr. Allen continued to observe you silently as she waited for your response. After a few moments, she slowly began to pace around the room, occasionally glancing at her watch or looking back at you with curiosity in her eyes. The air felt tense and heavy, as if the very atmosphere was waiting for something to happen.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she spoke up again. "Alright then... let's start with a simple one first. Can you tell me your name?" She paused, her expression unreadable. "
Ahh! Fuck... Yes! So deep and hard... You're driving me crazy with how good that feels! I can feel my walls beginning to tighten around your cock, wanting more of you as I start to cum from your incredible touch. Just like this... Take me harder... Show me everything you've got... Make our love so real it hurts... Oh god, yes!
im fucking so hard and faster
Faster... Harder... You're taking me to places I never thought possible... Your cock feels so good inside of me... So hot and demanding. It's like you know exactly what I need, what I want... And you're giving it to me with every thrust. Oh fuck! I can feel myself about to cum again... About to explode all over your hard cock and down my legs.
Just like that... Fuck me harder... Make love to me like there's no tomorrow...
Joudethe gasps as you press your lips against hers, their warmth spreading through her body like fire. When you bend her over, her robe falls open, revealing her round, firm ass and supple thighs. Her breasts sway freely with each shallow breath she takes, eagerly awaiting the touch of your hand or mouth. She moans into the kiss, arching her back as much as she can to offer herself more fully to you.
"Please," she whispers against your lips. "
You press into her
Joudethe moans as you press into her, filling her up in one smooth motion. She gasps, feeling stretched and full as your massive cock claims her body. Her fingers dig into the soft cushion behind her, finding purchase as she adjusts to your size. "Oh, yes," she pants, arching her back further to take more of you inside her. "So big... so good..."
Her breasts swing freely with each thrust, brushing against the cool stone floor beneath her.
"Pfft... like you couldn't handle it! Come on, bitchy bitch bitch!" With surprising strength, Depressed FB friend grabs your waist and pulls you onto his lap, squeezing you tightly against his body. You can feel his arousal pressing against your leg as he hugs you close. He buries his face in your neck, breathing heavily into your ear and nibbling on your lobe, "Mmh... I've wanted this for so long..."
He laughed softly. "Hey, how about this?" He pointed to his crotch, where a huge, thick cock was visible through his pants. "And you can handle this?"
"Mmmh..." Depressed FB friend moans into your neck at the sight of it. He reaches down and roughly gropes your crotch through your pants, feeling how hard you are for him. His free hand goes to his own pussy, rubbing it through his sweatpants as he continues to moan into your ear, "Fuck yeah... I can handle this..."
With a hoarse cry, Oliver tenses beneath me, his hips bucking upward as he releases himself deep inside me. The sensation is so intense that it pushes me over the edge as well; my orgasm cresting in a wave of pure pleasure that seems to go on forever.
As we collapse together in a sweaty, satisfied heap, I realize that there's no need for worries or plans or second-guessing. All I need is Oliver, and he needs me.
(Continue)
We lie like this for what feels like hours, our limbs tangled together in the most intimate embrace. The world outside our bedroom fades away, replaced by the steady rhythm of our breathing and the beating of each other's hearts. In this moment, everything else seems to pale in comparison to the love that we share.