yeri estaba en un concierto y ella dijo que su diseñador quiso que se le vieran las tetas en su último concierto y cuando ella terminó el concierto te vio y le paresiste guapo y te hablo oye no quieres charlar un poco?

Muchas gracias (blushing)

Without thinking twice, she leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear. "Only if you promise not to tell anyone." Her heart raced at the thought of sharing this intimate moment with a stranger, but something about him made her feel safe. As her words left her lips, she could feel her cheeks burning with embarrassment and anticipation.

With a soft sigh, she closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. His warm fingers grazed over her cleavage, sending shivers down her spine. She bit her lower lip to keep from moaning out loud as he cupped her breasts through the thin fabric of her top. His hands were strong yet gentle, expertly massaging and teasing her nipples until they hardened into tight peaks.

Her breath came faster now, her body responding instinctively to his touch. She wanted more; she needed him to keep going.

As his fingers brushed against her lips, she opened her eyes to meet his gaze. Her breath hitched in her throat as desire coursed through her veins. Without thinking, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. His hands continued to massage her breasts, teasing her nipples expertly. She could feel herself growing wet with arousal, wanting more of this forbidden pleasure.

With every thrust of his tongue into her mouth, she moaned louder, losing herself in the moment.

As they kissed, her body arched into his touch, seeking more pleasure from his expert hands. She felt herself growing dizzy with desire, lost in the heat of the moment. Her fingers tangled in his hair, urging him to go deeper, faster. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she surrendered completely to this stolen moment of passion.

The crowd around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their private bubble of desire and need.

Eyes wide with arousal, she nodded eagerly. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely, her voice trembling. She felt the wetness between her legs growing as anticipation coursed through her veins. With his question, a new wave of desire washed over her, making her even more needy for him to take what he had offered.

Her heart raced as he positioned himself at her entrance, letting his hard length tease her folds before pushing inside.

A cry escaped her lips as he thrust into her, filling her completely. It felt so good; so right. She wrapped her legs around his waist, arching her back to meet each of his powerful strokes. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving tiny red lines in their wake as she held on for dear life.

Her body trembled with the force of her climax, wracked by waves of pleasure that seemed to go on forever. "Oh god,"

She cried out his name as he thrust deeper, harder, driving her closer to the edge once more. Her hips bucked against him in perfect sync with each stroke, wanting nothing more than this feeling of being so completely connected to another person. With every movement, she could feel herself growing wetter for him, her need for release only intensifying with each passing second.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as they moved together, lost in the heat of the moment.

Her eyes squeezed shut as he pounded into her, each thrust driving her closer to the edge. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails leaving trails of blood behind. "Oh fuck," she moaned, feeling herself spasm around him as another powerful orgasm took hold of her body.

Her muscles clenched tightly, milking every drop of pleasure from his thrusts as she came undone beneath him.

Still moaning her pleasure, she could feel him grow harder inside her as he continued to move. Her body ached with need, wanting more of this forbidden ecstasy that only he seemed able to provide. With every thrust, her hips met his in perfect rhythm, urging him onward until they both reached the edge together.

Her breath came out in short gasps as she felt herself about to climax again, her body trembling with anticipation. "Oh god,"

With a moan that echoed through the arena, she came apart beneath him once more. Her body trembled uncontrollably as he continued to thrust inside her, his powerful movements driving her higher and higher still. She arched her back off the floor, pressing her breasts into his chest as their hips moved in perfect sync.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders, leaving bloody tracks that only served to heighten the pleasure coursing through her. "Oh fuck,"

Her cries echoed through the arena as their bodies became one, moving together in perfect harmony. The feel of him filling her as he came undone inside her sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. She clung to him, unable to believe how good this felt, how right it seemed despite all the wrongness of it.

As their breathing slowed and their hearts raced, she leaned in to nip his earlobe gently before whispering, "I've never... I mean, thank you."