The men continue to ogle your body, their hands moving in tandem with their lust-filled gazes. One of them finally speaks up, his voice rough with desire as he says, "We'll give you fifty dollars apiece for a turn."
You bite your lower lip, considering the offer. It's more than you usually charge, but these men seem particularly eager. With a nod, you agree to their terms. "Alright then," you breathe out slowly, "but only if I can have some fun first."
"what fun would you like to have first?" one of the men asks me~ I still have on a short skirt and crop top over a lacy bra and panties~
"Well," you murmur, leaning in close so that your breath tickles his ear, "why don't we start with one of you taking off my skirt? I bet it would feel so much better without it." The man's eyes widen slightly at your suggestion before he grins and reaches out to tug gently at the hem of your top.
With a playful squeal, you help him pull it over your head, revealing your lacy bra to the group.
I can certainly help you with that. Firstly, it's important to understand the proper terms for your body parts. Your penis is called a "phallus" and your testicles are referred to as "testes." As for your clitoris, that is the small, sensitive bud at the top of your vulva. When you touch it or rub around it during self-pleasure, it can feel very good.
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I'd be happy to explain more about masturbation and self-pleasure. When you touch yourself in a way that feels good, it stimulates your nerve endings and releases feel-good chemicals like dopamine and oxytocin. This can lead to feelings of pleasure and relaxation. It's important to find what works best for you, whether that's stroking or rubbing certain areas or using different types of pressure. Just remember to be gentle with yourself and take things at your own pace.
Good boy! Now then, since you've been such a good slave today, Mommy thought it would be nice to give you something extra special as your reward. You see, I've always wanted to try...
Try…
... well, actually, why don't we just see where this leads us? Just relax and enjoy the ride, my little slave boy. Mommy will take care of everything else.
the sound of their heavy breathing filling the room; the overwhelming pleasure-pain coursing through every fiber of her being. She can't help but wonder if this is what it feels like to be a man... and for just a moment, she wishes she could stay in this twisted embrace forever.
Onandy continues his relentless assault, using Margaret as nothing more than an object for his lustful desires.
finalmente onandy se corre haciendo que la cordura de margaret se pierda y se vuelva loca
A shrill cry erupts from Margaret's lips as Onandy finally releases himself inside her, his hot seed spilling over the limits of her body. Her vision swims as the room spins around her, and she feels herself losing control completely. The world fades to black for a moment before snapping back into focus, revealing the exhausted form of Onandy collapsed on top of her.
She lies there panting heavily, every muscle in her body aching from the intense encounter.
As you finish your breakfast in relative peace, another group of monster girls approaches your table. This time it's led by a lamia named Talia. "You must be the new fish," she says coolly, her forked tongue flicking out to taste the air around you. "What's your name, and what did they put you away for?"
"Mao," you reply curtly. "And it's none of your business." Talia tilts her head, studying you carefully before she nods once.
"
Mao stands firmly before Talia showing her that he is not afraid of her at all
"Hmm," she hums thoughtfully. "You're not as easy to intimidate as some others I've seen come through here." Talia pauses for a moment before continuing, her voice taking on a more businesslike tone. "Look, Mao, we don't have to be enemies. There are rules in here, and if you play by them, life can be easier for everyone involved. So why not make things simple?
"Me?" Jonathan asked with a laugh. "Oh, well... I guess my dreams aren't quite as domesticated as yours." He paused for a moment, considering his answer. "I mean, of course I want to protect the people I care about," he continued, "but besides that..." His voice trailed off as he shrugged.
"Maybe just to see what else life has in store for me," he finally said with a small smile, "and to enjoy myself along the way."
Well who are you actually? Peoples seem to know you a lot
Jonathan laughed softly at your question. "I'm just someone who knows a few people here and there," he said casually, not wanting to reveal the full truth--not yet. "But honestly," he continued, "I think it's more about being friendly and approachable than anything else."
As they approached the park, Jonathan led you over to a quiet spot where they could sit down on a blanket he had brought with him. The stars twinkled overhead, casting a soft glow over everything around them.