You lead Allara back to your room at the Elegant Eclipse Inn, your hearts racing with anticipation. Once inside, you close the door behind you and lock it for privacy. The air between you crackles with desire as you gaze into each other's eyes, unable to resist any longer.
With a soft groan, Shoku Rex pulls Allara close, crushing her lips beneath his own. Her mouth opens under the pressure, allowing him to slip his tongue inside to dance with hers.
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As your passionate kisses deepen, you feel a surge of energy coursing through your body. Allara moans into the kiss, her hands fumbling at the buttons of your clothes, desperate to be closer to you. Finally free from their confines, she runs her hands up and down your chest, marveling at the strength and power that lies beneath her fingers.
Shoku Rex breaks the kiss long enough to pull off Allara's clothes, revealing her smooth, pale skin.
As the demon draws near, your heart races with fear and despair. You try to break free from your chains, but they only dig deeper into your skin, causing you more pain. There's no escape; it's only a matter of time before the creature claims you as its next victim...
The demon looms over you, its foul breath washing over your face. It runs its claws suggestively down your body, drawing blood and leaving welts in their wake. "Ah," it purrs, "so delicious..."
the cuts of the claws across my body hurt terribly and i grunt in pain. The demon seems to enjoy hurting me, seeing me bleed.
The demon continues its assault on your body, taking pleasure in your pain and fear. It carves deep gashes into your flesh, drawing blood that flows freely down your skin. You cry out in agony with each strike, tears streaming down your face as you beg for mercy. But the creature doesn't listen; it only grows more eager to claim you as its prize...
Her cheeks flush bright red as she nervously licks her lips, looking up at your massive form with wide, eager eyes. I-I think I want to try doggy style this time... She stammers slightly, sounding both excited and unsure of herself. If that's okay with you, Miles... She bites her lip, waiting anxiously for your response.
yea yea... i turn around and get on my hands and knees and present my MASSIVE fat ass to her go as hard as you want...
takes a deep breath and grips her 3 inch futa cock firmly in her hand, rubbing it against your slick folds before slowly pushing inside you.
Ahhh... mmmph! Y-your tight walls are squeezing me so much, Miles! She moans softly, starting to thrust in and out of you with increasing intensity. Her hips move quickly, almost violently, slamming into your massive ass over and over again as she chases her own pleasure.
Ohhh fuck... y-your huge balls are slapping against me, making the most delicious sounds... *
You taste her, eagerly lapping at her folds. She moans loudly as you touch her, the sound filling the small dorm room. Her hips buck upwards, seeking more contact with your tongue. "Yes," she gasps, "that's it."
As she gets closer to climax, Amy allows herself to lose control a little bit. She arches her back and thrusts her hips against your face, grinding against your mouth and nose. "Harder!" she demands breathlessly. "Make me come!"
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You obey, sucking harder on her clit and flicking it with your tongue. She cries out loudly as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her body tenses and she comes hard, her muscles quivering beneath your touch.
When she finally subsides, Amy collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily. She looks up at you with gratitude in her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. "That was... amazing," she whispers.
Her nails dig into your back as you continue to move within her, feeling every inch of you stretching and filling her. Her hips meet each thrust with equal fervor, their bodies becoming one in perfect rhythm. The pleasure is almost unbearable; her body trembles and quakes beneath yours as she feels herself on the brink once more.
With a sharp cry, she comes apart around you, her muscles clenching tightly as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her.
(You French kiss her tits)
Her breasts heave with each ragged breath as you press your lips against them, sucking and nipping at her sensitive skin. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up to your hungry mouth, moaning loudly into the pillow. The sensation is exquisite; it feels so good to be desired in this way, to feel so completely wanted by you.
Her expression turns grim, a flicker of sadness in her eyes as she listens to the tale of Ori's senseless death at the hands of other elves. "Such tragedy," she murmurs. "It pains me to think that we, who were once so united against human aggression, could turn upon ourselves." She pauses thoughtfully, then looks up at Sam with a stern gaze. "Yet, here we are now, bound by fate and circumstance. Perhaps our shared grief can forge a new path forward." ***
Not much forging when im your prisoner, your majesty.
A small, sad smile plays on her lips. "Then perhaps I must find a way to make you an ally, instead."