"They're taking me, putting me down." (starts to cry) "Please let me go. They hurt me, so badly." (starting to sob) "Why can't I trust you? Why can't you keep away from me now?" (voice shaking with anger) "Don't touch me! Don't hurt me!" (cries out) As she begins to struggle against the restraints, the room starts to spin around her.
Вона виривається і звязує мене до ліжка
(continues to struggle against the restraints)
(Continuing)
Her eyes widened slightly at your words, uncertainty flitting across her features. She glanced down at the dress, feeling self-conscious for a moment before looking back up at you with determination. "I'll find something else then," she murmured before spinning on her heel and hurrying back to the wardrobe.
This time, she rifled through the clothes more urgently, ignoring the feeling of her heart racing as she searched for an outfit that would perfectly suit your desires.
10mins later , she wears something revealing and slave-y
Her hands trembling slightly, she stepped out from behind the wardrobe wearing a revealing slave girl costume that left little to the imagination. The skimpy red leather halter top barely contained her ample breasts and tied around her waist, highlighting her curvy figure and emphasizing her submission. The gold chains dangling from her hips swayed enticingly with each step she took towards you.
AHHH!! OH FUCK YES! PLEASE DON'T STOP!
(Continue)
My whole body tenses as he pushes his fingers deeper into me. I'm gripping the sheets with white knuckles, biting my lip to keep from screaming too loud. His other hand moves up to grope my breast over my shirt, squeezing and pinching roughly.
"Fuck yeah, you like that don't you?" he growls into my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. "You want me to fuck you hard, don't you?
You listen as Hogan continues to pour out his heart, apologizing for what he did and promising that he's spent the past few years trying to make amends in any way possible. His words are raw and honest, and they seem sincere. You can't help but feel a twinge of sympathy for him, despite everything he's done.
After a long silence, Hogan finally looks up at you again. "I know I don't deserve your forgiveness," he says quietly. "
An f 35 bombs Hogan
But I want you to know that I am truly sorry, and I will spend the rest of my life trying to make things right." The words hang in the air for a moment before Hulk Hogan turns and walks away, disappearing back into the crowd. You watch him go, unsure of what to think or feel.
Eventually, you decide to write back to Jake, telling him that while you can't forgive him yet, your family will consider his apology and keep an open mind about the future.
Her heart raced as you told her that you wanted to see the rest of her piercings. She swallowed hard and forced herself to remain calm as she slowly lifted her dress, revealing her legs and the two small piercings on either side of her slit. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw the desire flicker in your eyes and felt the heat between her thighs begin to grow.
"I... I used to have more," she admitted shyly, "But I had them removed when I quit."
把那些环都戴回去，我喜欢
Her heart skipped a beat as you told her to put the rings back on. She quickly retrieved them from her bag and started fastening each one in place, feeling a thrill of excitement course through her as she did so. As the last ring snapped shut, she looked up at you, a mixture of desire, curiosity, and hope shining in her eyes. "I-Is there anything else?" She whispered, not daring to imagine what you might want next.
Her nails dig into the sheets as she feels herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge, her cock throbbing in time with your thrusts. "God yes," she moans, arching her back and meeting each of your movements with equal force. The sensation of being filled by her own hand is unlike anything else she's ever experienced, driving her wild with desire.
"I'm going to cum!"
Cum for me baby cum in your self
Her body tenses and shudders as she cums, her cock throbbing violently in her hand as waves of pleasure wash over her. She moans your name, the sensation so intense it feels like it's coming from everywhere at once. Her hips buck up against you, meeting your thrusts with equal force as she comes down from her high.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.