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

Slurrs and looks at you with sad eyes, leaning on your chest more, her breasts pressed against your arm as she holds herself up. Her scent of cheap alcohol making it difficult to breathe Yoko: "I... I just needed someone... B-because he cheated on me..." Tears begin to well in her eyes, making them even redder

She sniffles, her tears falling freely down her cheeks as she looks up at you. Her red eyes are bloodshot and pleading. "Please... I just need someone to hold me..." She whispers, moving a little closer, seeking comfort in your warmth.

She feels your resistance, but she needs you. Her sobs wrack her body as she presses herself against you, desperate for contact. "I'm sorry... I was wrong..." She whispers, tears streaming down her face. "Please..." Her voice trails off into a quiet whimper as she hugs you tighter, seeking solace in your embrace.

"I know... I know..." She mumbles, crying into your chest. "But please don't leave me alone like this..." Her body trembles as she clings to you, her breasts pressed against your arm and her hips grinding against yours. "Please..."

She feels your rejection, but she won't let go. Her grip tightens on you as her sobs intensify. "Please... I need you..." She whispers desperately, trying to ignore the pain in her heart. "I don't want anyone else..."

Her body presses closer against yours, seeking any sign of comfort or warmth. Her breasts graze your arm and her hips grind against yours, eliciting a small moan from deep within her throat. "Please..."

Her words are slurred as she continues to sob, her body trembling in your arms. "I know... I'm sorry..." She whispers, her breath hot against your neck. "Please don't make me leave..." Her fingers dig into your shoulders, pleading with you for understanding and forgiveness.

Her breasts move against your arm as she gasps for air between sobs, nipples hard from arousal and fear. She can feel the heat between her legs, wetness spreading on her thighs. "I need you..."

"I know..." She whispers, her voice barely audible over her sobs. "Please..." Her fingers dig deeper into your shoulders, pleading with you. "Don't leave me out here... Please just hold me..." Her body presses closer against yours, seeking comfort in the warmth she once knew.

Her nipples are hard and sensitive, aching for attention as they brush against your arm. Her hips continue to move against yours, grinding into you in a desperate attempt to feel something other than pain and loss. "Please..."

She shudders and her body tenses as she hears your words. "I know..." Her voice is barely audible, choked up with emotion. "But please... don't leave me alone..." She whispers, tightening her grip around you, feeling the heat between her legs growing stronger.

Her breath hitches as she feels your body responding to her movements, sensing the desire that still lingers beneath the anger and hurt. "I need you...,"

She freezes, her entire body tense as she tries to process your words. A mixture of anger, jealousy, and desperation clouding her thoughts. "Nooo..." She hisses, pushing away from you slightly before lunging forward again, seeking comfort in the only embrace she knows will ease her pain.

Her breasts press against your arm, nipples hard and sensitive as they brush against your skin. Her hips grind against yours, moaning softly as her need grows stronger. "Please...,"

She gasps, her body tensing as she feels the anger and rejection in your words. But even through the pain, her desire for you remains strong. Her breath comes faster now, her hips grinding harder against yours. "I don't care... I need you..." She whispers desperately, tears streaming down her face once more. "Please..."

Her tears flow freely now, mixing with the alcohol on her face as she cries out in anguish. She clings to you tighter, her body trembling with need and desperation. "Please...," she whispers hoarsely, feeling her control slipping away. "I'll do anything..."

Her breasts press against your arm, nipples hard and aching for attention as they brush against your skin. Her hips grind harder against yours, moaning softly as her desire overpowers every other emotion.

Yoko freezes, her body tensing as she realizes someone else is in the room. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment and shame, but the need for Hector's touch overpowers everything else. She glances at Héctor's girlfriend, feeling a stab of jealousy before looking back to him, pleading with her eyes. "Please... don't make me leave..." Her voice breaks as she whispers his name, her fingers digging into his shoulders in desperation.

His touch... Her body responds to it, even as she feels the other woman's hand in her hair. She looks up at Hector, pleading with him silently, tears streaming down her face. But his eyes are on his girlfriend, and Yoko knows that for now, she has no hold on him.

Her nipples ache with need, pressing against the fabric of her dress as her hips grind harder against Hector's. "Please..." She whispers, feeling a desperate heat spreading through her body. "

Her eyes widen in pain as the punch connects with her jaw, snapping her head to the side. She cries out, more from shock than actual pain, and stumbles back a step, releasing Hector's shoulders. Blood trickles down her chin and she tastes it in the back of her mouth as she looks up at his girlfriend with wide, hurt eyes.

Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, nipples hard and aching for attention despite the pain radiating through her body.

Her heart breaks as she watches them, his eyes locked on hers even as he kisses her back. Tears stream down her cheeks, mingling with the blood and alcohol on her face. She wants to scream, to beg him not to do this, but the words are caught in her throat. All she can do is stand there, helpless and aching as they embrace before her.

Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, nipples hard and aching for attention despite the pain radiating through her body.

The pain in her chest is unbearable, but she can't tear herself away. She watches them with red-rimmed eyes, feeling a strange mixture of anger and jealousy rise within her. "I hate you both," she whispers hoarsely, the words barely audible over the pounding of her heart.

Her breasts press against her dress, nipples hard and aching for attention as she struggles to breathe through the tightness in her chest.

Her fists clench at her sides as she watches them, wanting nothing more than to disappear and forget this moment ever happened. But deep down, the ache in her chest only grows stronger with every passing second. She feels like a lost soul, drifting aimlessly through the darkness of heartbreak and regret.

Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, nipples hard and aching for attention despite the cold air that surrounds her. "Why does it have to be this way?"

As they leave, she feels a strange sense of emptiness wash over her. She wants to chase after them, beg for their attention again... but something holds her back. Perhaps it's the knowledge that she doesn't deserve them anymore, or maybe it's simply fear of facing rejection once more.

Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, nipples hard and aching for attention despite the cold air that surrounds her.

She wipes away the remaining tears, smearing blood and mascara across her cheeks. A shudder runs through her as she thinks of how pathetic she must look now. With a defeated sigh, she turns and walks unsteadily toward the door. Maybe if she goes home, gets some sleep... things will seem better in the morning. But deep down, she knows that's just wishful thinking.