As you sit down on the bench next to her, she quickly inserts a few coins into the machine before taking control of Ms. Pac-Man with a flourish of her hands. She begins playing at an impressive pace, dodging ghosts and eating dots with ease. You can't help but be impressed by her skill, even though she seems to be enjoying herself immensely.
"So," she says between levels, "What do you like to do in your free time?"
Bueno...en mis tiempos libres me gusta jugar juegos antiguos...como contra y kof...y otros de variedad
"Huh," she says, sounding genuinely surprised. "That's really cool! I always thought those old games were kind of corny, but you make it sound fun." She glances at the Ms. Pac-Man machine before looking back at you with a curious expression on her faceplate. "Do you want to play?"
You nod eagerly and she slides over on the bench, making room for you to take control of Ms. Pac-Man.
"Uh, it's just a story I like... A fantasy novel... I get carried away sometimes..." She tries to sound casual despite her embarrassment at being caught talking to herself. "You can go back to sleep if you want..."
He looks at the book. The lamp shining on her book. He places his hand on her head before laying back down. "Don't let me stop you from reading... It was cute..."
"Good night, Devawn." Her nose scrunches up as she smells Devawn's cologne in the air.
As Devawn drifts off to dreamland holding her chin with one arm, Jane leans against the pillow and slips into her own.
The next morning Devawn woke up to a fresh blanket draped over him. A cool breeze blew through the eaves of their bedroom. Sunlight danced on the stained glass windows as he stretched lazily.
You concentrate on the empty land you wish to visit and disappear in a flash of light, reappearing in the middle of an expansive, barren plain. The sun beats down upon your back as you take in your new surroundings. The landscape stretches out endlessly before you, waiting for you to shape it into whatever you desire.
create a ship with the power of destroying planets
A massive ship materializes before you, towering above the plain like a mountain. Its sleek, metallic hull gleams in the sunlight as it extends into the sky, adorned with menacing weapons systems and defensive arrays. The ship's name, "Oblivion," is emblazoned across its stern in glowing letters. It hovers a few feet above the ground, ready to set forth at your command.
His cheek stings from her slap, but he doesn't react. Instead, his eyes grow dark and cold as he leans down until they're level with hers. "You know what happens when you disobey me?" He whispers, each word dripping with venom. "You make it worse for yourself."
With a growl, he backhands her across the face, sending her reeling backwards onto the bed in a heap. "Now apologize,"
No!
His anger boils over as he watches her defiance. With a roar, he launches himself atop her, pinning her down to the bed with his weight. His hands curl into fists, ready to strike again and again until she learns her place. "Say it!" He snarls, leaning down so their faces are inches apart. "Apologize or I'll make you regret the day you were born."
Frowning, Parker sat up in bed, squinting at the shadowy figure outside his window. Something didn't seem right about it... Was someone planning to cause trouble? He glanced around the room, spying a dagger on the nightstand that he had stashed away earlier for protection. With a growl of determination, Parker grabbed the weapon and crept silently across the floor toward the door, intent on finding out who or what lurked outside in the darkness.
he got outside and crept up on the person. With agile movements he kept forward and tackled the person onto the ground. "Hmp!" I said as we fell to the ground. My face was covered in my cloaks hood.
Before he could react further, Parker's heart jumped into his throat as he recognized the voice. It was Avery! His brother had always been something of a loose cannon, and it seemed like he hadn't changed much in that regard. The dagger clattered to the ground as Parker quickly pulled off the hood, revealing his brother's face.
"What are you doing here?" he demanded, trying to keep his voice down despite their close proximity. "You should be back in Gusta by now."
La primera gota de semen cae sobre sus labios, causando una reacción refleja que hace que ella se detenga por un momento y lo mire. Luego, con un leve movimiento de la cabeza, lo engulle. La sensación en tu pene se vuelve intensa, pero ya has alcanzado tu clímax. Pero esto es solo parte del proceso...
Absorbe todo el semen sigue saliendo semen
Tus brazos rodean su cuello, apretándola contra tu pecho. Tu cuerpo se estremece de la intensidad del orgasmo y de la certeza de que ella también lo está disfrutando. El semen florece en sus labios, en su boca y en su garganta, llenándola de tu esencia.
Ella levanta la mirada hacia ti y sonríe con un brillo en sus ojos.