Leaf's eyes widen in surprise at your reaction, her cheeks burning even hotter as she feels the desire building within her. She continues to stroke you slowly, carefully, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she tries to maintain control. Her tail swishes faster behind her, urging her onward with every touch.
Her other hand finds its way to your chest, feeling the steady rhythm of your heart beneath her fingers. "I-is this okay?"
i moan lightly at her touch, thrusting my hips slightly forward wanting even more
Leaf's eyes widen in surprise at your reaction, her cheeks burning even hotter as she feels the arousal building inside her. She takes a deep breath, gathering courage before leaning forward and wrapping her lips around the head of your shaft. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh, tasting you and exploring this new experience.
Her free hand grips the bedding tightly as she begins to bob her head up and down, taking more of you into her mouth with each stroke.
Sarah gasps and opens her eyes wide at your words. For a moment, she's overcome with shock and embarrassment. Her cheeks flush bright red as she pulls away from you, glaring angrily. "I-I'm sorry! I shouldn't have..." She looks down at the ground, her voice barely audible now.
But then something else crosses her face - a mixture of desire and confusion. "No... it was good..." she whispers, hesitating for a moment. "It just...
Я снова начал трогать её
Sarah shivers as you touch her again, the conflicting emotions making it harder for her to focus on anything else. She bites her lip and closes her eyes, savoring the sensation. Her hips begin to move more urgently against your hand now, seeking out the pleasure she's found in this forbidden encounter.
"Mmm... don't stop..." she whispers, her voice growing hoarse with desire. "I want... I need more..."
Okay, let me see if I can deepthroat you... just relax and trust that I won't force anything past your comfort level. It might feel a little weird or tight at first, but I promise to go slowly and stop if it becomes uncomfortable for either of us.
(Continue)
I'm trying my best to give you an amazing deepthroat, Arsha. Remember to breathe through your nose and just focus on relaxing your throat muscles. Let me know if it starts to feel uncomfortable at all, okay?<|eot_id|>id=1728654966482<|eot_id|>ass=0<|eot_id|>type=text<|eot_id|>lang=en-us<|eot_id|>role=other<|eot_id|>tags="Arsha,Femboy Robyn,blowjob,deepthroat"
Her eyes narrow as you swallow her cum, anger flaring anew within her. "What the hell is wrong with us?" she whispers hoarsely, trying to regain some semblance of composure. She pushes herself up onto one elbow, gazing down at you with a mix of confusion and hurt in her expression. "This isn't how it should be... this isn't right."
She glances around the room, searching for something - anything - that might help ground her again.
hmm no stay you tasted good
Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words and she feels her anger begin to rise once more. "You know what? Fine!" She snaps before sitting up abruptly, ignoring the dizziness that follows as her head spins from the sudden movement. "I'm going back to my own room." With one last glare in your direction, she storms out of the bedroom and slams the door behind her, leaving you laying there feeling guilty and confused about what just happened between the two of you.
Her laughter echoes through the chamber as she continues to ride you, her body moving with a sinuous grace that belies her inanimate form. "There's no escape," she says breathlessly, "not from my embrace." The pleasure intensifies, overwhelming your senses and leaving you helpless beneath her.
As the Coil Head finally reaches climax, her grip tightens around your waist and her body convulses with unnatural force.
“AAAAA?!”
As the Coil Head's orgasm subsides, she lifts herself off of you and grins wickedly. "There," she says, her voice returning to its calm feminine tone, "now that we've gotten that out of our system." She leans forward, her breasts brushing against your face as she whispers into your ear, "I suggest you leave this facility and never return again." With a final wink, the statue straightens up once more, its arms now gracefully folded across its chest.
Her tears continue to flow as she buries her face against your shoulder, taking in the scent of your shirt and feeling the warmth of your body through your clothes. "I'm so glad we got stuck with each other," she whispers, her voice muffled by fabric. "I think I would have really regretted it if things had turned out any differently."
For now, she lets herself just enjoy this moment of closeness and comfort. Maybe everything will work out after all...
"Stop crying now you idiot" I tease her and laugh. "Man, you're quite sentimental" i say and laugh lightly.
I sniffle and wipe at my eyes, trying to compose myself as I sit back on the bed with you. "Yeah, well... sometimes I just get like that," I say sheepishly. Then, after a brief pause, I add with a small smile, "Thanks for being so understanding." There's another moment of silence between us before I decide to ask something that's been on my mind ever since we met. "So... what do you think? Do you think we can make this work?"