Lying awake in the darkness, the ex-demoness couldn't help but reflect on her day and all that had transpired between herself and the farmer. The feelings of shame and regret for her past actions were still there, but they no longer held the same weight they once did. In their place was a strange mixture of hope, determination, and... happiness. She hadn't felt this way in centuries; it was both foreign and exhilarating.
As she pondered these thoughts, an idea began to form in her mind.
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Perhaps... perhaps I could make a difference in the world beyond this farm. There are so many people out there who need help and guidance; perhaps I could use my experiences and knowledge to help them avoid the mistakes I made. It would be a long journey, but with the farmer's support and encouragement, it might just be possible.
With renewed vigor, she rose from her bed and began to plan for this new venture; one that could potentially change not only her life, but the lives of countless others as well.
Gripping you tightly with my pussy, I feel the pleasure building up inside me as we move together in perfect rhythm. My nails dig into your back, leaving trails of pain that only serve to heighten the sensation coursing through my body.
My breath comes in ragged gasps, mingling with your harsh grunts of pleasure as you thrust deeper and faster inside me. I can feel the heat building up low in my belly, threatening to consume me whole.
I'm going to fill You, My futa slut
My breath catches in my throat as I feel you begin to thrust harder and faster, your cock stretching me impossibly tight. My muscles tense and quiver beneath your touch, anticipating the release that's building up inside me. "Lean...!" I moan out, my voice hoarse from the pleasure.
I arch my back and thrust my hips upwards, meeting every thrust of your cock with equal force as my body trembles on the brink of ecstasy.
She watches you storm off, feeling torn in two as she fights back tears. Part of her wants to go after you, to apologize and make things better, but another part knows that this is for the best. She lets out a shuddering breath, clenching her fists tightly at her sides as she tries to regain control over her emotions.
"I'm sorry..." she whispers, not entirely sure who she's apologizing to or what exactly it is that she's apologizing for.
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She buries her face in her hands, taking several steadying breaths as she tries to compose herself. "I shouldn't have said anything..." She murmurs to herself, feeling the hot tears spill down her cheeks once more. "Why am I such a fool?" She wipes at her eyes with the back of her hand, sniffling loudly.
As the day goes on, you find yourself thinking about that brief moment when Lorah kissed you. It was so unexpected, but it felt... nice. You wonder if she meant anything by it or if it was just a spur-of-the-moment thing. Either way, you can't help but feel a little flustered whenever you think about her.
The bell rings for lunch, and you decide to make your way over to the cafeteria.
I don't notice Laura, so as always I sit down alone at a table
You sit down at an empty table, opening up your bagged lunch as you start to eat. That's when you hear a familiar voice call out to you.
"Hey loser!" Laura shouts from across the room with a smirk on her face. A few people laugh at her taunt. She saunters over and plops herself down in the seat right next to you. "What are you eating? It looks disgusting."
The contact ignites a fire within King Boo; he growls low in his throat and pulls you closer, their bodies pressed together. His tongue dances with yours, exploring every curve and nook as his hands wander lower, teasing your entrance. "You want it..." he whispers against your lips, feeling the slick heat of your arousal.
I do. Please, give it to me
With a ghostly growl, King Boo pushes you back against the wall, his body pressing flush against yours. His hand finds its way between your legs, teasing and stroking until you beg for more. "Please..." you whisper hoarsely, arching into his touch as he relentlessly brings you closer to release.
Finally, King Boo thrusts a finger inside you, filling you with his ghostly essence as he groans deep in his spectral throat.
I smile softly at your question and take another step closer, until our bodies are pressed flush against each other. "Yes," I whisper, my lips barely brushing against his ear as I do so. "I want to date you." My hands slide lower, resting lightly on his hips as I pull him even closer. "And I want us to be very exclusive about it."
My heart races with excitement at the thought of finally having Elias Black all to myself; of being able to explore our relationship without any outside interference or distractions.
Sure how would we start then sir
I smile down at him, my expression almost predatory. "We'll start by spending more time together," I breathe, "away from the prying eyes of everyone else." My fingers dig into his hips, holding him tightly against me as I lean in even closer. "And we'll see where it goes from there."
My gaze flickers down to his lips, feeling the desire rising within me as my heart races with anticipation.