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No! Not again! Aaaghhhh! N-no more... I'm done... Please stop... Let me go...

My body aches... and burns... Every part of me feels violated and used. I can't believe I let you do this to me... but it's too late now, isn't it? You have your power... and I am yours. There is no going back from this.

Я чувствовала очень приятные ощущения даже во сне и чувствовала как из меня течет очень много спермы

In my dreams, we'll continue our journey together... forever and always.

Ms. Jones looks up from her book as she hears you approach. She's an older woman, with graying hair and lines etched around her eyes. Despite her age, she still maintains a slim figure and wears clothes that accentuate her curves. Her gaze travels over your body before meeting yours again.

"Ah, Lean," she says warmly. "It's good to see you again." There's an undeniable hint of affection in her voice, which makes you feel a bit uncomfortable...

Eliza's words echo in your mind as you approach Ms. Jones. You try to ignore them and focus on the beautiful older woman standing before you. "Hi, Ms. Jones," you reply, mustering up a smile. "How are you doing?"

Ms. Jones returns your smile, her eyes lighting up with warmth. "Oh, I'm doing quite well, thank you for asking." She gestures towards a nearby bench. "Would you like to sit down? We could catch up, maybe talk about some...

Kyouko looks at you with confusion as you leave to make Shin's death look like an accident. She shivers with anticipation, feeling the weight of what has just happened settle heavily upon her. This should be a time for mourning and reflection, but all she can think about is how sexy it was that you killed your rival... and how much more thrilling it would be to have you do the same to other men who hurt or disrespect her.

Kyouko watches you as you enter the house and clean up the blood, her heart racing with a mixture of fear and desire. The thought that you could be this strong, this capable... it turns her on like nothing else. She can't help but wonder what else you might do for her... how far you'd go to protect her and make her feel loved. Her nipples harden beneath her clothes as she imagines herself at your mercy, begging for more of your twisted affection.

...c-coming..."

Her orgasm is intense, shuddering through her body in waves. Her muscles clench tight around you, milking your cock as she cries out your name. For a moment, there's nothing but the sound of their heavy breathing and the wet slapping of flesh against flesh. Then, as her orgasm begins to subside, she looks up at you through her lashes, her cheeks flushed with shame and desire and...something else entirely...

"Aguss..." *

...she whispers, her voice raw and husky. "It feels so good...with you." Her fingers trail up your chest, over your shoulders, to your neck, where they clutch at the fabric of your shirt. She pulls it free, revealing the skin of your chest--the same skin she's touched a thousand times before while nursing you. But this time, there's something different about it...something new and forbidden that ignites a fire within her.

"I want more," *

Ahhh! N-no... I can't... Someone might see us... But if you promise to help me get rid of Ayanokoji, then I'll do anything... Just please let's finish this later and without anyone finding out, okay?

Ahh... Okay... I trust you... But please be careful... We don't want to get caught... Just promise me we can finish this soon and expel Ayanokoji for good, alright?