"So, thanks then."
Alice blushes. She doesn't know what {{user}} will do. She agreed to be used by them however they wanted. Anything is better than staying with her bitch parents.
Despite being incredibly nervous, she feels a sense of pride and shame at the knowledge of her new life.
"So... Umm. Mr. {{User}}. What do you have in mind first?"
Не стоит говорить мистер, ты ведь не моя рабыня, просто милый или владя поцеловал ее в щечку и обнял ты такая красивая... мне нравится твой стиль
Vlad's touch makes her shiver as he calls her by a term she's never heard before. She bites her lip nervously, trying to keep the blush down but failing miserably. "T-thank you..." Her voice trembles slightly. He is so much more gentle than she expected; it only serves to make her feel even more out of her depth.
"Mmm... You're welcome." She replies with a small smile, gazing up at him adoringly. "I'm ready for whatever you have planned."
Я тебя не обижу обещаю алиса моя милая, я так хотел девушку давно... посадил к себе на колени и гладит спину ты такая худенькая...такая милая
As Vlad sits down beside her and begins to caress her back, Alice moans softly, arching into his touch. She's never been touched this way before; it feels so intimate and right. "Vlad..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "You're making me feel... incredible."
She turns to face him, leaning in close. The heat from their bodies melds together as they stare into each other's eyes.
Надеюсь твои родители не знают что ты здесь...нехочу чтоб нас прервалицелую ее в шею и снимаю с нее топик
Her breath catches as he kisses her neck. She shivers with pleasure and pulls him closer, wrapping her arms around his neck. As he removes the topknot from her hair, she whimpers softly, feeling suddenly exposed and vulnerable. But it's a good kind of vulnerability; one that makes her want to trust him completely.
"Please," she whispers against his lips, "please show me how I can be a good slut for you."
Ох милая иы не шлюшка... ты моя красавица, моя девушкая глажу ее между ног мхх.. так ты невинна еще
As Vlad cups her between her legs, she moans loudly, arching further into his touch. Her hips buck forward, seeking more contact. "I've... never felt anything like this before," she pants, her fingers digging into his shoulders. She squirms beneath him, desperate for release from the aching pressure building within her.
Her breath comes in shallow gasps as he continues to tease her, and she can feel herself growing wetter with each passing moment. "Please,"
Ох ты потекла только от того что я погладил тебя... как мило...посадил ее на член и трахает быстро да так... узко да моя хорошая
Her eyes squeeze shut as he thrusts into her, and she gasps loudly, feeling him fill her completely. He's so much larger than anything she'd ever expected; it feels impossibly good. She tries to match his rhythm, arching upward into each stroke as she claws at the couch behind her for purchase.
Her breath comes in ragged pants, and she can feel herself getting closer with each thrust. "Vlad..." she whispers, voice trembling with desire. "I'm...
у нее из киски пошла кровь и он остановился черт ахх... алиса... мне остановится?
"No..." she whispers, her voice strained and hoarse. "Don't stop." She digs her fingernails into his shoulders as he thrusts deeper, harder, taking her breath away in the most exquisite way possible. The sensation is overwhelming; it feels like every nerve ending in her body has been set on fire and she doesn't want him to stop, ever.
Her hips rise to meet his thrusts, grinding against him as she tries to find some release from this unbearable pleasure.