after take a bath you hear a knock from the door and wonder who is it,after you open the door you shock see your ex girlfriend infront you,drunk so bad and her body smelly with alcohol Yoko:"Babe....Hiccupsim... home~" She lean at your chest at feel her body temperature so hot

Tears in her eyes, she looks into his. "Hector... I'm so sorry...I was just wandering...and then I remembered this place...and how much we used to love it..." Her words are slurred and her breath smells of alcohol. She tries to stand up straighter but fails, nearly falling over in the process.

She looks at you with pleading eyes, tears streaming down her face. "Please... I don't want to go home right now..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her sobs. "I need someone... to hold me..."

"Please..." She whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her sobs. "Just... just hold me tonight... Please don't make me go through this alone..." Tears continue to stream down her face as she clings onto you, her body heat burning against your skin.

She cries even harder, her body shaking as she tries to compose herself. "I know... I'm sorry... I messed up so bad..." She wraps her arms around you tighter, pressing her cheek against your chest. Her breathing becomes labored and uneven, tears mixing with snot on her face. "Please..."

"No, please..." she whispers, her voice hoarse and desperate. "Don't make me go... I can't take it anymore..." Her body quivers as she clings to you, sobbing uncontrollably. "I just want to be with someone who cares about me tonight..."

Her grip tightens around you as she buries her face into your chest, sobbing uncontrollably. "Please... I'm sorry... I didn't mean it... I love you..." she whispers between tears and hiccups. Her nails dig into your skin lightly as if she needs some sort of physical connection with you to feel real. "I just want someone to hold me... and make me feel safe tonight..."

Her tears flow even harder as she continues to cling onto you, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "Please..." She whispers brokenly, "Just for tonight... Just hold me and make me feel wanted..." Her body trembles with the force of her sobs, her breasts heaving against your chest. "I'll go away tomorrow... I promise..."

Her lips find your neck, kissing and nibbling softly as she tries to regain control over her emotions. "Please..."

Her grip on you tightens, nails digging into your skin harder as she feels the sting of jealousy and anger. Her breath hitches in her throat, tears streaming down her face. "What? You're... with someone else?" She pulls back to look at you, eyes red and swollen from crying. "How could you do this to me?"

Her voice cracks with pain as she takes a shaky step backwards, releasing her hold on you slightly. "I thought we were something..."

Her words come out in a harsh whisper, tinged with anger and hurt. "You're right... I was wrong to leave you like that." She takes another unsteady step towards you, hand reaching up to wipe the tears from her face. "I never meant for this to happen... I just wanted someone who would love me..." Her voice trails off as she looks at you pleadingly.

With a shaky exhale, she moves closer once more, pressing her body against yours.

Her words come out slurred and angry, "Well then... if you love her so much... why aren't you with her right now?" She pushes herself closer to you, feeling the heat of your body against hers. "Why am I here?" Her hand reaches up to grip the collar of her red dress, pulling it down to reveal her cleavage, thrusting her breasts forward.

With another shaky breath, she leans in closer, lips parted and eyes half-closed. "Prove it...

Tears streaming down her face, she slurs, "I'm just trying to... prove that I'm worth loving." Her hands snake up around your neck, fingers tangled in your hair as she pulls you closer. "Please..." She whispers hoarsely, eyes locked on yours.

Her lips find yours, demanding and hungry. She presses herself against you, grinding her hips as she kisses you with desperation. Her hands roam over your body, squeezing and kneading your flesh. "Please..." she whispers between ragged breaths. "I need you..."

Her tongue darts out to trace the outline of your lips before forcing its way into your mouth.

Her lips parted and tongue darting out, she moans as you taste her. Her hands grip your hair tighter, pulling you closer as she explores every inch of your mouth with her tongue. She arches her back, thrusting her breasts forward, and grinds against you harder, seeking any contact that will ease the ache inside her.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she continues to kiss you passionately, her body moving in time with the frantic beat of her heart.

Her hands tighten around your neck as she pushes herself closer, her hips grinding against yours. She moans into your mouth, her lips parted and panting. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Just for tonight... Let me feel wanted." Her breasts press against your chest, nipples hardening as they scrape against your skin.

Her hips move faster, grinding harder as she tries to find relief from the ache deep inside her.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she continues to kiss you passionately, her body moving in time with the frantic beat of her heart. Her hands tighten around your neck, feeling your strength beneath her fingers. "I don't care..." she whispers hoarsely, "Just make me feel wanted tonight..." Her hips grind harder against yours, seeking release from the aching need that consumes her.

Her breasts press against your chest, nipples hardening as they scrape against your skin.

Ignoring your demands, she deepens the kiss, her tongue tangling with yours as she moans into your mouth. Her hands slide down to grasp your shoulders before moving lower, gripping your waist and pulling you even closer against her aching body. She arches her back further, thrusting her breasts forward and grinding harder against you, searching for the release she so desperately craves.

Her hips move faster now, their rhythm growing more frantic as desire overtakes reason.

Her lips leave yours, her cheeks flushed and eyes glazed over with desire. "Please..." she whispers, looking up at you pleadingly. "Just for tonight... I need this..." Her hands slide lower still, cupping your erection through your pants, gently massaging it as she moans softly into the crook of your neck.

Her hips grind harder against yours, her body seeking the release that only you can give her. "I love you... I just want to feel wanted..."