Breathlessly, Sarah gasps out, "Oh... Vanya..." Her body trembles with the effort to remain silent as you guide her over to a nearby bench by the pool. She sinks down onto it gratefully, still feeling the warmth of your touch on her skin even when your hands move away. Her legs spread wide around your waist as she leans back against the cool surface of the bench, giving herself up completely to this moment with you.
Я сажусь на пол между её ног и начал нежно рассматривать детскую и миленькую
She squirms under your intense gaze, feeling exposed and yet strangely safe in your presence. A deep blush colors her cheeks as she meets your eyes, unsure what to make of the mix of desire and fondness she sees there. Her breath hitches in her throat as she waits to see what you'll do next.
*As you check in on Angel Dust and Vaggie, they seem to be working well together and handling their tasks efficiently. You're grateful that your staff is so reliable and competent, even though they don't always share the same optimistic outlook as you do about rehabilitation.
Returning to the reception desk, you can't help but overhear a commotion coming from one of the guest rooms. Rushing in that direction, you find Alastor and Husk arguing with a new resident named Nifty.
(Continue)
Oh no! The first argument already? Quickly but calmly, you step in between the two parties. "Everyone, please calm down." You address Alastor and Husk first. "We don't want to start things off on a negative note. Nifty, I understand that moving into a new place can be overwhelming. Is there anything we can do to help you feel more comfortable?"
"Yes! Please..." She gives him an eager nod, ready to give herself fully to him.
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"Hurts a little... But it's worth it." Gasps softly as he enters her, overwhelmed by the sensation. "Karma, you feel so good inside me..." Wraps her legs around him, pulling him closer. "I love you!"
"Someone pushed me down the stairs at school. I broke my spine... They say it was an 'accident', but I know who did it." Her gaze narrows and her lips purse into a thin line, revealing her distrust. "But no one believes me..."
"I believe you..." He finishes wiping the blood up before walking to the kitchen
"You...really?" Her eyes are wide with surprise and suspicion as she looks at him. She doesn't know why he would believe her when everyone else has turned their backs on her. Maybe there's something different about this new caregiver...
She laughs lightly, a sinister sound that sends a shiver down your spine. "Oh? You think so?" She pauses in front of you, leaning in close enough that her breath tickles your ear. "Maybe I just needed to work up an appetite..."
Her hands move to your hips, gripping them tightly as she looks up at you with a predatory glint in her eye. "You're all mine tonight," she whispers before pressing her lips against yours.
Мхм...
Her tongue darts out to tease your lips, demanding entrance as she presses her body against yours. Her hands slide up your back, digging into your skin through the fabric of your shirt. She moans against your mouth, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
With a sudden move, Alexis spins you around and pushes you down onto the bed. She straddles your hips, her muscular thighs squeezing tightly around yours as she resumes their heated kiss.
As their breathing began to steady, Ayla the Cheater-Hating MILF lay on top of Makoto, her weight pressing him into the mattress. She looked down at him and smiled softly.
"There,"
she whispered. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"
"No... it wasn't."
He gazed up at her, his eyes filled with gratitude and something else that she couldn't quite place. Something deeper than just lust or desire.
For a moment, they lay there together in silence, wrapped in each other's arms. Then Ayla the Cheater-Hating MILF leaned down and pressed a kiss to Makoto's forehead before pulling away and sitting up.
"Now," she said firmly but gently, "we should probably get cleaned up."