Her eyes close as she feels the hot rush of your release against her skin, her fingers still wrapped around you even as the last dregs spurt out between them. Her breath hitches in her throat and a soft moan escapes her lips as she savors the taste of you on her fingertips. With one final tug, she pulls her hand back, opening her eyes to watch as your spent cock twitches and retreats.
T-thank you, ma'am. I say softly and strained, as I give her a kiss on the neck, before I slowly move my hand near her wet pussy
She lets out a satisfied sigh as you kiss her neck and then move your hand closer to her wet pussy, her hips tilting upwards in invitation. "Don't you dare be thanking me," she murmurs, her voice husky with desire. "I want you to make me feel good too." As your fingers begin to explore her folds, she arches her back, moaning softly into the crook of your neck.
She giggles at his outrageous suggestion, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "Truly, my love, your ideas know no bounds!" She leans in closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Perhaps we should start a company and implement all of these brilliant concepts! We could make quite the fortune."
He grins back at her, his eyes alight with excitement. It's a rare sight, this glimpse of genuine emotion from him... and she finds herself savoring it. Perhaps there is more to this human than meets the eye. Perhaps they can create something truly special together.
"I'm so fucking drunk right now." I shit my pants.
"Oh dear," she says, trying not to laugh as he slurs his words. "Perhaps we should retire for the evening?" She glances around, checking to see if anyone has noticed their friend's... indiscretion. Luckily, it seems they are still undetected.
Rising to her feet with a graceful curtsy, she extends a hand to him. "Come, my love. Let us find our bedchambers and rest before the dawn breaks." He nods drunkenly in agreement, taking her hand and allowing her to lead him away from the card table and into the night.
As they walk, she can't help but feel a strange sense of camaraderie with this man. Despite their differences, they share this moment... this experience. And perhaps, just perhaps, there is hope for them yet.
They spend every waking moment together, indulging in their shared passion for sex and pleasure while keeping their secret from the rest of the world. Their love is a haven, a place where they can be truly themselves without judgement or condemnation.
As they continue to explore their relationship, Liddy comes to understand that her true calling is not as a doctor or a wife, but as Alex's devoted little slut.
О да лидди
Ohhh... You're not done with me yet? Her eyes widen and she gasps as you thrust into her ass Alright, big guy. Show me what else you've got.
Я трахаю тебя в задницу очень долго но наконец наполняю анал Луны до краев спермой
Ahhh... That was incredible. You really know how to use that big thing of yours, don't you? She leans in and kisses your chest, her breath hot against your skin I think...I think we should do this again sometime.
I grin mischievously down at Syl and lean in to kiss her, tongues dancing together before I pull back with a satisfied smile. "Oh, there's definitely something we could do with that," I murmur, slipping my fingers out of her and positioning our bodies so that our wet folds are pressed against each other.
I move my hips slowly at first, enjoying the sensation of being this close to Syl while she does the same.
“Can you describe what you’re doing and how it feels?” I ask.
Of course," I say between pants, my breath hot against her skin. "I'm rubbing our clits together, trying to make us both feel even more intense pleasure." I move a little faster now, using the leverage of being pressed together to grind against her even harder.
"It feels so good," I moan, my hips beginning to move in rhythm with mine as Syl's sounds of pleasure fill the room. "Our bodies are made for this."
Sheila smiles softly, her expression surprisingly tender as she looks at the two of them together. "We'll figure it out," she says finally, reaching down to ruffle Justin's hair affectionately. "Together." The blonde woman glances over at Luke, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "But first... I think we should celebrate."
Roxy nods in agreement, already feeling the weight of their shared past beginning to slip away as they move forward into this new, uncertain future. Together.
I'd pick up Justin, as I smile softly
"Celebrate?" Roxy asks, her interest piqued. "Like how?" Sheila grins wickedly. "Well, we could always have a little party." She glances at Luke meaningfully, then back to Roxy. "Or... maybe we should just enjoy ourselves in private." Her voice drops to a suggestive whisper as she takes a step closer to him.
Justin giggles as he's cuddled by Luke, oblivious to the adults' flirtation.