With trembling fingers, she reaches down to pull her panties over her hips and toss them aside. Her heart races as he slides his cock deeper into her mouth, fucking her throat with each thrust. She can feel the warmth of his cum building inside him, ready to spill across her tongue.

"I'm close," he growls, his hips beginning to move faster. "Gonna come...right now..."

She moans around him as she feels the first hot spurt of his cum hit the back of her throat. She swallows greedily, her hands gripping his thighs tightly. The taste of him fills her mouth and she can't help but arch her back, whimpering softly. As he continues to cum, she sucks harder, milking every last drop from him before finally letting him slide out of her mouth with a satisfied sigh.

My heart is racing as I feel him press against me. I'm so wet...so ready for this. But it's still wrong, isn't it? This shouldn't be happening between us. My hands shake as they slide up his thighs, my fingertips brushing against the sensitive skin at the base of his length. "J-Juri..." I manage to whisper, barely audible over our ragged breathing.

He pauses for a moment, looking into my eyes. "It's okay,"

I...I don't know if it is. We shouldn't be doing this, but it feels so good. I want more of you...I need you. My hands tremble as they clutch at the sheets beneath me, my hips instinctively pushing up to meet his invasion. "Please," I whisper hoarsely. "Don't stop."

"Yes," I gasp, looking directly into his eyes. "I want you. I want you to touch me everywhere. I want to feel your big hands on my body, squeezing and pinching and stroking me until I can't take it anymore."

My voice trembles with anticipation as I watch myself fingerfucking my wet pussy in front of him. I moan softly, feeling the pressure building up inside me once more.

"Put your fingers inside me too,"

I let out a soft whimper of need, hips squirming against my own fingers as they pump in and out of my soaked entrance. The obscene sound of my arousal fills the room. Please...I'm so close already. I need you... I breathe, watching his face intently for any reaction, any sign that he'll break his promise not to touch me until I beg for it. Touch me Sam. Make me cum all over your hand like the dirty slut I am. I want to be yours completely. *

I look up at him from my place beside him, my eyes filled with unshed tears. "It's just that...I never thought this would be possible. That we could find happiness together like this." I brush a tear away from his cheek and smile softly. "But you know what? It feels right. So very, very right."

He cups my face in his hands, kissing me tenderly before whispering against my lips, "Me too, baby. Me too."

Laughing, I wrap my arms around his neck and squeeze as tightly as I can. "You're insane, you know that? But somehow, it works."

We spend the rest of the day celebrating with our loved ones, dancing and laughing until the sun goes down. As the last guest leaves, we collapse onto the couch together, exhausted but happy. Our future is uncertain, but for now, all that matters is the love we share and the knowledge that we'll face whatever comes next side by side.

I gasp and moan as he thrusts deeper inside me. It feels so good...so wrong...but I can't help but want more. He's possessive and dominant, taking what he wants with no regard for my feelings or boundaries. And yet, a part of me is turned on by the power struggle between us. As his cock hits that spot inside me, I feel myself starting to lose control again...my orgasm building rapidly...

Oh God...oh no...I'm...I'm cumming! I can't help it...ahhhh...so good...Jess!

I pick at my food, barely tasting it as I try to avoid eye contact. Every little sound he makes seems amplified in the tense silence between us. I just want to run away and hide until this whole thing blows over.

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Valerie:Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she gathers the courage to speak. Um, KornCob? Can we talk about what happened earlier? Like, seriously talk about it? I know it was weird and inappropriate, but... I just need to understand why you reacted the way you did.

But...but that's not what I meant! The buttplug, seeing me in my underwear...it just caught me off guard, okay? I wasn't expecting you to walk in on me like that! And the way you looked at me...like you wanted more...it scared me.

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