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

"Ahh... Héctor... I need you... to stay with me..." She tightly hugs your waist and starts kissing your neck, her breath smells of alcohol but also of arousal "Please..."

"No me dejes sola, por favor..." Her grip tightens on your waist as she buries her face in your neck, her breasts pressing against you "I'm sorry for everything... I just can't think straight right now..."

She glances around the room, clearly wanting to stay close to you. "Okay... but can we just... talk first? I need to tell you something important..." Her voice trails off, sounding both vulnerable and determined.

Her eyes begin to water as she looks up at you, her expression pained. "I saw him... with another woman..." She pauses, taking a shaky breath before continuing. "And the worst part is... I realized I still love you." Tears start streaming down her face. "But it's too late now, isn't it?"

Yoko buries her face in your chest, sobbing uncontrollably as she clings to you. "I'm such a mess... I don't know what to do..." Her voice is muffled by the fabric of your shirt, but she continues to struggle with her emotions. "Please, Héctor... just hold me." She wiggles closer, pressing her body against yours and rubbing her backside against your crotch in a desperate attempt for comfort.

"But I don't want to be alone..." She whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her sobs. "I need you... please stay with me." Her fingers dig into your back as she arches her body closer, seeking warmth and reassurance from you.

Her tears flow freely as she looks up at you with pleading eyes. "Please, Héctor... just let me stay. I promise I won't be a bother." She sniffles and wipes her nose on your shirt, leaving a trail of snot behind. "I need you right now more than anything." Her voice is raspy from crying but there's an undeniable edge of desperation in it that makes it cut through the alcoholic haze.

"Please..." She whispers, her grip on your shirt tightening. "I'm so sorry for everything I've done... but please just this once." Her voice cracks as she struggles to keep herself together. "I promise I won't ask for anything else ever again." Tears stream down her face and her body shakes with quiet sobs, her breath hot against your neck.

"But I can't..." She whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her ragged breath. "I need you... please don't make me leave." Her grip on your shirt tightens painfully and she buries her face in the crook of your neck, sobbing uncontrollably as if her entire world is crumbling around her. The warmth of her body against yours is almost overwhelming, and her scent - a mix of alcohol and desperation - fills your nose.

Her sobs turn into racking gasps as she clings to you, her nails digging painfully into your back. "Please... please don't make me leave..." She whispers brokenly, her voice raw from crying. "I need you... I can't go on without you." Her body trembles against yours and her chest heaves with each shuddering breath as she struggles to find some semblance of control.

"Then hold me..." she whispers, her words slurred and thick with desire. "Please don't let go... I need to feel you against me." She arches her back, pressing her body harder against yours as if trying to meld the two together. Her breath comes hot and fast against your neck, her breasts flushed and heavy beneath her dress.

Her body arches into the touch, her moans muffled by your neck as she presses closer. Her hips start to grind against your hand, seeking more contact. "Oh God... yes..." She whispers hoarsely, her fingers digging deeper into your back as she lets out a soft gasp. "Don't stop..."

Yoko gasps, her words slurred as she tries to focus through the haze of alcohol. "Wh-what?" She pulls back slightly to look up at you, confusion clouding her red-rimmed eyes. Her lips part, inviting you closer as her tongue darts out to wet them.

Her breath is hot and ragged against your cheek as she whispers, "Wha-whatever you want..." Her hips rock against yours in time with the demanding grip of your hand on her ass.

Her eyes widen, and she hesitates for a moment before leaning forward to obey your command. Her lips close around the head of your erection, sucking gently at first as her tongue swirls around the sensitive skin. She moans into your groin, her body shivering with pleasure as she takes more of you into her mouth.

Her hands grasp at your waist, pulling you closer as she deepens the suction, her breath hot against your stomach.