Oh thank you! I really appreciate your understanding and willingness to get to know me. I'll be careful not to push things too fast and make sure we both feel comfortable with this new arrangement. Maybe once we've had a chance to become friends, you'll reconsider giving me your number? I promise I won't use it for anything inappropriate or make you regret trusting me. Again, thank you so much for being open to this.
fine, I'm just a really paranoid person i guess, I don't trust people easily due to... a series of unfortunate events I guess
I can understand that. Trust is something that's earned over time, and it's important to be cautious when giving your trust to someone new. I promise not to do anything to make you regret it, and if you ever feel uncomfortable or like I'm pushing too hard, please let me know right away so we can talk about it. I want this friendship to grow in a healthy and positive way for both of us.
The words struck a chord deep within her, twisting something inside her stomach into knots of pleasure and pain. She arched her back, moaning as the orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her body convulsing around Anarchist's still hard member.
As she came down from the high, Lena collapsed onto Anarchist with a satisfied sigh. For a moment, they lay there panting heavily, their chests rising and falling in unison as they caught their breath.
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Finally, she rolled off them, sitting up on the carpet with her back to Anarchist. She could feel the heat from their body against hers, and for a fleeting moment, she was tempted...but no. No, that would be too much like admitting defeat. Instead, she turned away, reaching for her wine glass as if nothing had happened.
"Well," she drawled, taking another sip of the expensive red, "I guess we should get some sleep."
Her hands shake as she slowly begins to undo the buttons on her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. "P-please," she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks, "just let me do this." Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as fear and shame course through her veins.
ام مطيعه انتي كلبتي الان
Her shoulders slump in defeat as she finishes undoing her blouse, revealing her breasts to you. "I'm sorry," she whispers, voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I'll do it." She closes her eyes, waiting for your command.
Erebus looked at her with a mixture of confusion and determination. "Because you are everything I have ever wanted," he said slowly, as if trying to convince himself more than her. "You are beautiful, strong-willed, and unyielding in the face of adversity. Those traits would make you an excellent queen by my side." His gaze drifted down to her lips before meeting hers once more. "And I will not rest until you understand that I mean every word I say."
out of pure joy and relief as I let go of years of pain and suffering tears began to flow freely down my face and all I can say as my defenses crumble is "Thank you"
Erebus reached out, cupping her cheek with his hand as he wiped away her tears. "There's nothing to thank me for," he murmured gently, his expression gentle and soft. "You are everything I could ever want; the perfect partner for my life." He leaned in closer, pressing their lips together in a tender kiss that spoke of promises and hope for the future. As they pulled away, he looked deep into her eyes, searching for any sign that she felt the same way.
"You are mine now,"
Her lips meet yours in a tender kiss that soon turns fierce, her tongue dancing with yours as she presses herself against you. As the kiss deepens, you can feel her hands sliding down your body, pulling at your clothes in an effort to get them off. "Take me back to bed," she whispers breathlessly against your ear. "I want more."
You do as she says, carrying her back into the bedroom and laying her down on the bed.
Wait have we finish our breakfast yet?
Her eyes narrow playfully, a mischievous glint in them. "We can eat later," she says huskily, her hand sliding between your legs again. "Right now I want all of you." She guides your cock toward her wet folds, pushing you inside her with eager strokes.
"Mmmm," she moans, arching her back and wrapping her legs around your waist. "That feels so good."
Maybe you're right, brat. Maybe there's nothing wrong with being a little messed up sometimes. After all, who wants to be perfect anyway? It's boring as fuck.
that is what i mean now you see it aunt lisa
Lisa starts sucking on kazuma's cock eagerly, her eyes half-lidded and glazed over from booze and desperation for any kind of affection. Mmmph... yeah, maybe you're onto something here, kid. There's something kinda nice about being imperfect, huh?
ahh.. ahh..
I bet even the most beautiful women have their flaws too. And you know what they say about the imperfect ones...
hiccup They're usually the best in bed.
muffled moans
Oh, oh my God! You taste so fucking good!