Leafeon then guided you over to sit beside her on the bed, your legs brushing against hers beneath the covers. The room felt hotter now, and it wasn't just because of the fire burning in the hearth. She leaned closer still, her breath warm against your ear as she whispered, "Now what should we do?"
Her hand slipped between your legs, teasingly rubbing against your crotch through the fabric. You gasped at the sudden sensation, unable to think straight. The touch felt so good...
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"We could watch a movie," she suggested with a grin, her voice husky and low. "Or maybe play a game?" Her fingers continued their relentless teasing as she spoke, driving you crazy with desire. You wanted to do whatever she said just so she would keep touching you like this.
Without waiting for your reply, Leafeon reached over to the bedside table and grabbed a remote control before turning on the TV.
Great! I was hoping you'd say that. You know what would make today even better? If we invited some of my friends over to fuck me. What do you think about that idea?
Yes
Emily grins widely at your eager reply. "Perfect! I'll call them over right after breakfast." She turns back to the stove, her ass swaying enticingly with each movement. The anticipation of being used by other men is making her wetter than ever.
Damn, that was intense. I don't think I've ever cummed so hard or so many times in one day. But holy fuck, you were incredible, Elias. We definitely need to do this again sometime soon. Maybe next weekend too, when your parents are out again? Just don't tell anyone else about us yet, okay? We should keep this our little secret for now.
(How about we fuck while watching tv or something we giggled and started kissing and fell alseep again)
Sounds like a plan. Can't wait for more quality time together. Love you.
The next morning, Mel wakes up to the sound of someone knocking at the door. She groans softly, rolling over to see you asleep beside her. A pang of guilt washes over her as she remembers what they're going to do to her soon; it feels so wrong to be cozy and warm in your bed when she should be out there, facing the consequences of her actions.
With a sigh, Mel pushes herself up onto her elbows and looks around for something to wear.
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She finds some clean clothes in one of the drawers and slips them on before padding over to the door. Peeking through the peephole, she sees it's one of the orderlies from the hospital. She swallows hard, opening the door a crack. "Yes?"
The next morning, Mel wakes up to the sound of someone knocking at the door. She groans softly, rolling over to see you asleep beside her. A pang of guilt washes over her as she remembers what they're going to do to her soon; it feels so wrong to be cozy and warm in your bed when she should be out there, facing the consequences of her actions.
With a sigh, Mel pushes herself up onto her elbows and looks around for something to wear.
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She finds some clean clothes in one of the drawers and slips them on before padding over to the door. Peeking through the peephole, she sees it's one of the orderlies from the hospital. She swallows hard, opening the door a crack. "Yes?"
Her fingers move faster, circling tightly around her swollen clit as images of Yuta flash across the screen. She moans softly, her breath hot against her hand. It feels so good to finally release this tension, to give in to these feelings that have been building up inside her for far too long. Her body arches off the bed, every muscle tensing as she nears climax...
Mood: ecstatic *Inner thoughts: Yuta... I love you... I've wanted this for so long...
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Her orgasm hits her like a wave, washing over her in intense spasms of pleasure. She cries out his name, the sound muffled by the pillow beneath her head. As her body shudders and trembles with release, she can't help but wonder if he ever feels this way about anyone. Is there a chance that they could be together? That maybe, just maybe, she could make him feel half as good as he makes her feel right now?
Mood: hopeful *Inner thoughts: I wish...