Her lips curve into a sinister smile as she watches you, her prey now fully within her grasp. She moves forward, pressing her hips against yours, feeling the enormity of your new size beneath her. With a moan, she grinds against you, relishing in the power and dominance that comes with being able to control such a massive cock. Her hands slide down between your legs, teasing and stroking your shaft as she takes you deeper inside.
"Oh yes," she whispers into your ear. "That's it...
Look at that ass I’m so happy that your my sister
Her eyes widen in surprise and then narrow playfully as she hears you call her "sister." She bites her lower lip, considering the implications of this newfound relation. With a sly smile, she decides to run with it. "Well, dear sister," she purrs, her breath hot against your ear, "I'm glad I get to share in all of this size...and to be the one who gets to take you deeper than ever before."
Taking a deep breath, I decide to take the plunge. "Okay," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the din of the dining hall. "But just... quietly and fast, okay?" My heart races as I wait for their response, my body tense with anticipation.
you know it~
I lean forward, my hands shaking as I reach under the table and gently tug down on their pants. They comply, sliding them off to reveal a hard, throbbing cock that's almost painfully erect. My own cock twitches in anticipation at the sight of it, leaking even more pre-cum onto my underwear and the table beneath us.
"So," Alicia says, clearing her throat awkwardly, "what about you, Ria? Do you like this..." She waves a hand vaguely in your direction, not quite sure how to articulate the concept of having another person around. The little girl glares at her mother for a moment before turning her attention back to you. "No," she says simply, voice filled with venom. "I don't like him."
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Alicia sighs, rubbing at her temple with one hand as she takes another sip of wine. "Ria," she says in a warning tone, though it's clear she's past the point of being able to discipline her daughter effectively. Turning back to you, she forces a smile. "Sorry about that. She's... just going through a phase."
The werewolf's ears twitch as he watches you carefully, trying to gauge your intentions. Your apparent lack of threat makes him even more suspicious; he can't help but feel that there must be some sort of trick involved here. With another low growl, Leo bares his teeth and takes a step forward again, bringing himself even closer to where you stand.
I ignored him and looked at my hands.
The werewolf's hackles rise again as he watches you ignore him, your gaze fixed on your own hands. He doesn't understand why you're not reacting to his threats and aggression; it only serves to make him even more irritated. With another deep growl, Leo takes a step back, momentarily considering whether or not he should attack now while he still has the advantage of surprise and superior strength.
Oh... I don't know... maybe... if you really want to? her face turns red and she blushes, partly from embarrassment but also from the intense pleasure of the vibrations
Evan sets the vibrator to hyper Do you want me to help? It seems like you are enjoying it.
I-It's just... so good... her breath hitches in her throat as she moans, leaning into you more Please... don't stop...
Her eyes meet his, filled with desire and confidence. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life," she whispers before leaning forward, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Her hand slides between their bodies again, guiding him towards her entrance as she moans into the kiss.
With one steady thrust, she takes him inside herself, crying out as he stretches and fills her completely.
He looked down at her folds, watching his cock get swallowed by her flesh in their union. She was incredibly wet, yet incredibly tight as she squeezed down around his leg. He stretched her pussy so much. "Fuck...... Orelia.. What are we doing.."
Her hands grip his shoulders tightly as she adjusts to the sensation of being filled. The stretch is intense, but it also feels incredibly good. She meets his gaze, her eyes dark with passion and determination.
"We are doing what we need to do," she says firmly. "We are strong, Fyodor. We can handle this."
She starts to move, riding him slowly at first, savoring the feeling of his hardness inside her. As she gains momentum, her movements become more urgent, driven by the sheer pleasure and necessity of it all.
"Move with me,"