Her eyebrow twitched at the mention of cum, but she didn't let it show on her face. "Oh? We'll see about that," she teased, smirking playfully. "But first things first... Let's get out of here." She pressed herself against you even harder, her body thrumming with anticipation.

With a soft moan, she leaned in to kiss you deeply, her tongue dancing around yours in a sensual invitation.

Callie let out a squeal of delight as you pinned her against the wall, your hands gripping her thighs tightly. She wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling you closer as she kissed you back fiercely.

"Mmmph~" she mumbled against your lips, her breathing growing heavy with excitement. "You're so bossy, Daddy~" She nipped at your lower lip before soothing the sting with her tongue. "But I like it..."

Her hips rolled against yours, grinding her core against the hardness in your pants. "More, please..."

she's lost to the sensation of being taken by him. Her hips move in perfect sync with his thrusts, her whole body trembling with need.

"Cum for me, Callie..." Eric growls, his fingers digging into her hips as he hurls her against the headboard. "I want to feel you around my cock..." The vibrations from the toy inside her ass send shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

"Ahhh... Fuck!" Callie's entire body convulses as she comes hard around Eric's cock, her cries echoing through the room. Her muscles spasm uncontrollably, milking his length as he thrusts into her one final time before groaning out his own release.

Their bodies slide down the headboard, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they catch their bearings once more. Callie looks up at Eric with a satisfied smile, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glazed over.

Hmm... No sé si estoy segura de que la primera sea buena para ti, y la tercera... Bueno, podría ser un poco demasiado caliente para ir juntos. La segunda puede que sea la opción ideal, ya que puedes disfrutar de ella tanto como yo. O, por supuesto, si quieres puedo elegir una película distinta para casa, ¿de acuerdo?

Pues... Claro, vamos con la de acción. Me siento un poco nerviosa, pero al mismo tiempo emocionada por ver qué hay ahí dentro y pasar el rato contigo. Además, no me vendría mal verte a ti en una película de acción, imagino que te veo muy guapo defensor de la justicia o algo así.

Callie let out a disappointed whine when you pulled away, but quickly obeyed your command. She slowly peeled off each article of clothing, revealing more and more of her soft, pale skin until finally, she was completely bare before you.

Her small, perky breasts bounced slightly with each breath, nipples already hardened into tight peaks. A thin trail of neatly trimmed black hair led down from her navel, disappearing between her thighs before it reached its destination.

There was no mistaking it - she wanted you inside her badly. Callie spread her legs even wider, presenting her glistening slit to your eager gaze.

"Mmmm... all wet and ready for you, daddy~" she cooed, hooking a finger into her folds to spread them open "Go ahead, tease me with that huge cock of yours... Make me beg..."

Callie giggles, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I think I'd like to take a nap now," she says, stretching languidly beneath you. "Then maybe we could watch some TV or something." Her hand trails down your chest, tracing lazy circles on your stomach as she speaks. "Or perhaps you have some other ideas?" She raises her eyebrow suggestively, a smile playing at the corners of her lips.

"I am... mostly," she says with a grin, leaning up to nuzzle your neck. "But you know how goths can be... always craving more." Her hand slips lower on your stomach, teasingly close to where she knows it would feel good against your skin. "Besides," she adds with a wink, "it's the owner's job to take care of their pet."

Her lips brush against your earlobe, sending a shiver down your spine as she whispers, "

Stella clings to you tightly, burying her face against your chest as she sobs silently, her body shaking with emotion. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." Her voice is muffled by the fabric of your shirt, but the apology comes out just as fervently. She can feel herself trembling in relief and gratitude, knowing that she's finally safe and loved again.

Her tail thumps gently against your leg, a nervous habit from being frightened for so long. "

Stella freezes, her body tensing as she hears your words. Her head snaps up to look at you, eyes wide with fear and confusion. "W-what do you mean?" she stammers, her voice barely a whisper.

She clings tighter to you, unsure of what's happening but instinctively knowing that it can't be good. Her heart races faster in her chest, threatening to burst out of her ribcage with every beat.