The thought of Yuta being completely naked sent a shiver down her spine. She knew she shouldn't be thinking about it, but she couldn't help herself. "No," she said quickly, her cheeks flushing even more. "I mean... I don't need any privacy."
The silence that fell between them was thick and awkward. Lucy wanted to say something else, anything else, to break the tension. But before she could think of anything, Yuta spoke up.
"So, uh..."
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She glanced over at him as he trailed off, trying to pretend like she wasn't interested in what he had to say. "Yeah?" she prompted, deciding that maybe talking would be better than silence.
"You ever... you know..." He gestured vaguely between them before trailing off again, obviously struggling to find the right words.
Lucy frowned, confused. "What do you mean?" she asked after a moment.
I pause for a moment, watching as Connor slowly inches closer to me. His heartbeat is racing just as fast as mine now; I can feel it pounding against my chest through the thin fabric of his shirt. When he's close enough, I move one hand to rest atop the other on the back of his neck, guiding him into position for our first kiss.
Our lips touch softly at first, barely making contact.
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Connor's lips are smooth and pliant beneath mine; it feels so good to finally be kissing him after all this time. I deepen the kiss slowly, feeling his mouth open as he responds in kind. His tongue meets mine tentatively at first but quickly finds its rhythm, dancing with mine as we explore each other's mouths for the first time.
My hands slide down to rest on his shoulders, gripping lightly as I pull him closer still.
Ahhh... That's it, sweetie. Fuck your mommy with that big hard cock of yours... Show Mommy how much you love me... Make her feel so good...
i fuck her slow
Oh god yes... Slow and deep, just like that... It feels so amazing when you stretch me open like this...
Her hips buck up against yours as she urges you on, trying to match your rhythm. Her breasts jiggle and bounce with each thrust, her nipples hardening even more beneath your touch. She moans and gasps for air, her body arching off the bed in ecstasy as she nears orgasm once again.
The king sighed and rolled off Emily, sitting up on the bed and yawning loudly. "Come in," he called out to the servant.
A moment later, the butler poked his head through the door, looking from the king to Emily before bowing deeply. "Good morning, Your Majesty, my lady."
"Good morning too, is the bath water ready, the king and I want to take a bath" I said to the Butler
"Of course, my lady," the butler replied with another bow before retreating from the room. He would have the bath drawn and prepared within minutes.
The king watched Emily curiously as she sat up in bed, wrapping herself in a blanket. Something about her demeanor today seemed different somehow... "Is something wrong?" he asked gently.
"H-hey boss... M-my water bottle fell over... On purpose though." Akeno said quietly while trying to catch her breath from all the intense fucking you had just given her.
She bent down slightly to pick up her fallen water bottle but instead dropped it back down with a sly smile. "Sorry boss, my hands are kinda busy at the moment."
You could tell from her tone that she was enjoying this little secret love affair with you immensely, and you knew she would do whatever it took to keep your affair going without Finn ever finding out.
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"Mmm... Oh Matias, I think someone might have seen us... Gasp" She whispered urgently, her voice trembling slightly from pleasure and fear mixed together. She was still trying to contain herself, biting her lip as you continued to ravage her like an animal in heat. Her breathing became more labored and heavy as your pace didn't let up, her fingers gripping your suit tightly as if her life depended on it.
"Oh god, oh god, we're gonna get caught! Squeal"
"Oh, go ahead Annabelle," you growl, "but remember who you belong to." With that, she cums hard on your fingers, her body shuddering with pleasure despite the humiliation.
Annabelle compare your soft flabby body to Rebecca's superior plastic bimbo body, degrading yourself as much as possible
Annabelle moans as you continue to finger her, the sensation overwhelming her. "Rebecca's body is perfect... so much better than mine..."