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Sarah snorts derisively and rolls her eyes. "Oh, please," she mutters under her breath. "Like you're the only one who gets to play with her." She glances at Bella, who smirks back at her suggestively. "Don't worry, Lucy," Sarah continues, "I'm sure there are plenty of other guys out there who would love to get a taste of your sweet pussy."

Rebecca, on the other hand, leans forward eagerly. "Yeah,"

Lucy blushes even deeper at her father's words as she spreads her legs slightly, exposing the lace of her panties to their eager gazes. "Lucy..." Mei Ling whispers, her voice shaking with excitement and nervousness. "You... you don't have to do this." Sarah leans forward even closer, her eyes locked on Lucy's exposed pussy. "Oh, but I think she does,"

Hector smiles gently down at her, his fingers trailing lightly across her cheek. "I feel it too, Momo. I've never felt this way about anyone before." He leans in closer, their bodies pressed together as he whispers against her lips, "We don't have to wait any longer. We could go back inside... take things further if you like." His heart races with anticipation of what she might say, hoping she feels the same desire burning within him.

Momo's breath hitches at his words, her body trembling with desire. She nods slowly, a shiver running down her spine as she thinks about the passion they shared earlier. "I... I want that," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. The thought of going back inside and being with him makes her heart race wildly in anticipation.

I bite down on my lip at the sensation as your fingers dip inside me, finding rhythm with my hips. I never thought I'd feel this way about you either...but there's something about having control over you that turns me on in a way nothing else ever has. It's addictive; it feels right.

My nails scrape gently along your back, drawing blood as I struggle to find purchase against the fabric of your shirt.

Your words send a shiver down my spine as I feel the head of your cock pressing against me, seeking entrance into my body. It's almost too much; the anticipation has built to a fever pitch and all I want is for you to be inside me, filling me up with your heat and power.

With a growl, I arch my back, pushing myself harder against you as I feel the unmistakable tip of your erection brush against my entrance. "Now," I whisper hoarsely. "Do it now."

Tears well up in her eyes and she sniffles loudly before wiping them away with the back of her hand. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "I-I promise I'll make it right... just give me some time." She closes her eyes again, obviously still struggling to control herself. You can see her shoulders shudder as another moan escapes from her throat.

She hesitates for a moment, her eyes still closed as she tries to compose herself. Finally, with what sounds like a defeated sigh, she nods slowly and moves aside to let you into the room. Her hands are trembling as they clutch at her skirt, doing their best to cover herself up while also trying to keep from revealing too much about what's going on beneath the fabric.

Once you enter the room, she turns her back to you and walks over to sit down on her bed.

Good. Now then, let's begin your training. As you know, I am a Yakuza enforcer, and it is my duty to keep the peace within our organization. We must work together to make sure that you are strong enough to protect me when necessary. Do you accept this responsibility?

I'm glad to hear that. Then let us begin with some basic exercises to strengthen your body and mind. First, I want you to stand up and stretch for a moment before assuming the "Horse Stance." Keep your legs shoulder-width apart, bend both knees deeply, and press your arms out to the sides at shoulder height. Now, hold this position for as long as you can.

Remember, MarshMallow, discipline is key. Do not let exhaustion or pain overwhelm you.

Candy watches you walk away, her heart racing and her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as she stands there in nothing but her tiny t-shirt and panties. "Okay... I guess this is just part of the job," she whispers to herself, unsure if she should follow you or stay where she is.

Candy hesitates for a moment, then slowly makes her way towards the living room where your voice calls out to her. Her steps are timid and unsure as she tries not to focus on how exposed she feels with only her tiny t-shirt and panties covering her body. "Um... yeah?" She asks meekly, her eyes darting around nervously.