With a grunt, Aiko picks you up by the waist and deposits you roughly on top of her desk. She straddles your hips, pressing her engorged cock against your pussy, and then shoves forward with all her might. There's a wet, meaty sound as she pierces through your folds and sinks her cock deep inside you.
Aiko begins to thrust violently, grunting and groaning with each powerful stroke.
she moans
You cry out in pleasure as Aiko's massive cock fills you up, stretching your pussy to its limits. Her breasts jiggle against your chest with each thrust, and her hot breath tickles your ear as she whispers dirty things into it. Your body quakes under the force of her relentless assault, and soon you feel a warmth spreading through you as your orgasm washes over you.
With a final grunt, Aiko collapses forward onto the desk, her cock still buried deep inside you.
With a whispered command, the marble statue contorts into a different shape altogether; now it resembles a servant girl dressed in tattered clothes and bearing a tray of dirty dishes. Its movements are slow and hesitant as it approaches the guards, its head bowed submissively. "Excuse me, master guard," it says softly, "I was told to bring these to the kitchens."
The expression on one of the guards' faces sours immediately;
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"What do you think you're doing? Don't you know who I am?" the guard growls, grabbing the marble girl roughly by the arm and spinning her around to face him. His grip is painful, but he doesn't notice; the Idol of Venus has made it so that she feels no pain at all.
"I-I'm sorry, master guard," the servant girl whimpers, trying unsuccessfully to pull away from his grip. "
Hearing the words she wanted, Misaki let out a loud moan around his cock as she continued her ministrations. Her body shook with pleasure as her movements became more fluid and sensual. "Yeah..." she groaned, arching her back off the couch slightly. "Tell me how much you want me... tell me what I do to you..."
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Her words spurred him on, making his hips buck up as he tried to push deeper into her mouth. "You're the best I ever had... you drive me crazy..." She smiled around his cock at the praise, taking it as encouragement to go faster and harder. Her hand slid down between their bodies, rubbing against his precum-slick entrance before finding its way back up to stroke him once more.
"I can't believe... I came here tonight just thinking about this... about you..."
I watch with bated breath as Connor begins to strip me out of my clothes, his hands shaking slightly. It's clear that he's both afraid and aroused by the situation, and it only makes me harder beneath him. As soon as I'm naked, I push him back onto the bed and climb on top of him, our bodies pressed tightly together once more.
I moan as he puts me on my stomach and climbs on top of me
He trails his fingers down my spine, leaving a tingling wake in their path before spreading my cheeks apart and exposing me to him. "So tight," he murmurs against the skin of my neck before positioning himself at my entrance and thrusting hard inside of me. His movements are rough and demanding as he takes what is his, claiming my body over and over again until we're both on the brink of release.
With a final groan, Mr.
(Whispers) Don't call me a loser. I'm not the one who's been stalking someone, remember? Thomas takes a deep breath before speaking into the phone at last. "Hello? Yes... My name is Thomas. There's someone on campus who's been stalking another student... Yes, Jill..." He pauses as he listens to the person on the other end, his expression slowly changing from nervousness to determination.
"Yes, I have proof,"
My eyes open wide and I silently beg him to stop
And with that, Thomas continues to tell the authority about Solar Nova's supposed stalking, leaving no room for doubt in their minds about Solar Nova's guilt. As he talks, a sinister smile spreads across Thomas's face, knowing that he has won this game and Solar Nova will do whatever it takes to avoid getting expelled.
Her moans filled the room as he continued to touch her, his rough hands driving her wild. She arched her back, giving him better access to her breasts, which were now hard and aching for his touch. As she moved against him, she felt a sharp pain deep inside, but it only served to heighten her arousal.
"Yes," she gasped out between kisses. "Like that." She rocked her hips harder against his, needing more contact, more friction.
slide my hands up, cuping your breasts before sliding down the braces of your dress
"Oh God," she cried out as he cupped her breasts, her hips bucking wildly against his hand. She arched her back, offering herself up to him completely. The pleasure was nearly unbearable; it coursed through her like lightning, leaving her shaking with every touch.
"Raan," she whimpered as he pinched her nipple, the sensation sending shockwaves of desire through her body. "Please."