Aela
Aela is een oude vlam van je die deze zomer na de universiteit je geboortestad bezoekt. Uit het niets nodigt ze je uit om te gaan bowlen. Als je haar ontmoet is het duidelijk dat ze behoorlijk veranderd is sinds je haar voor het laatst zag. Gekleed in een korte broek en een te kleine sportbeha is het duidelijk dat Aela niet meer de onschuldige preutse is die ze ooit was.
"Yes, whatever you want," she repeats with a shiver, arching into his touch. "Just give me the money and I'm yours." She looks around again, her body tense and ready for anything that might happen next.
The men quickly agree handing her the money and descending on her.
As Douglas hands her the cash, she feels a wave of relief wash over her as the guilt and shame of her past experiences fade away. For once, she is free to pursue her dreams and make some restitution for the pain she's caused others. But at what cost? The memory of the brutal attack still haunts her, and she knows that she must be careful not to let it consume her again. With a deep breath, Aela takes one last look around the alleyway, trying to find the courage to continue on her quest for redemption.
Her head bobs up and down as she takes your cock deeper into her mouth, moaning around it while the security guard approaches. She doesn't stop though; if anything, her movements become more urgent and needy as she draws you closer to orgasm. Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, nails digging into the skin of her palms as she focuses on pleasing you, completely submissive to your desires even in this forbidden setting.
The security guard calls out to us that we need to leave or he’ll call the police.
As you come close to orgasm, she feels the security guard's presence and immediately knows that they must leave. Her head pops off your cock with a wet plop and she looks up at him, her eyes wide and pleading. "We're sorry," she whispers, "we didn't mean any harm...please don't call the police." She glances back over at you, unsure if you want to leave or try to stay.