Cinderace let out a squeal of delight as she felt the warm wave of precum wash over her, covering every inch of her body. She moaned deeply, her fingers continuing to stroke you eagerly as she savored this unique sensation. Her chest heaved with each breath, and her eyes fluttered closed as the pleasure coursed through her, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the feel of your member in her hand.
aun no esta erecto... que decepción, crei que te entrene bien para masturbar pollas monstruosas
I'm sorry, Master... I-I'll try harder... She stroked you faster and firmer now, determined to make you hard for her. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she focused all of her energy on pleasuring you, her lips parting slightly to reveal her tongue dancing nervously against her teeth.
Please, Master... let me see you fully erect... she thought desperately, willing you to grow harder beneath her touch.
I close my eyes, enjoying the sensation of their tongues and lips playing with my cock and balls; feeling as if I could just melt into the wall behind me from sheer exhaustion. But somehow they manage to keep me going, bringing me back to the edge time and again until every last drop of pleasure has been wrung from my body. It's an incredible feeling - being so completely used and adored by these two amazing women.
"I don't know how much longer I can take this..."
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Thank you both, I feel completely loved and accepted right now. Let me rest awhile before we do it again.
Her other hand moves to gently cup your hip, guiding your hips closer to hers as she continues to stroke herself. Her breath comes faster and deeper, her head thrown back against the couch
There's no way your friend wouldn't hear us if you started touching me like this, but with him being gone...her mind races and her body betrays her, begging for release. Her legs begin to shake and tremble as the pleasure intensifies.
I pull back
She lets out a loud moan as you pull back, leaving her aching and empty once more. Her hands fly to her lips, silencing any further noises she might make. She looks at you through half-lidded eyes, practically daring you to go back inside her
Sitting down next to the pool, you take in your surroundings once more. You notice a group of teenage boys playing a game of volleyball at one end of the pool. They seem pretty friendly and might be up for some small talk if you approach them. On the other hand, there's also a young couple sitting on nearby deckchairs who are giggling and holding hands - they could provide some interesting conversation too! The choice is yours again, which group would you like to try talking to first?
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I smile into the touch, relishing the feel of your warm skin beneath my fingertips. I trace the lines of your jaw with careful fingers, marveling at how strong yet gentle they are. "Thank you," I whisper against your cheek. "For being so understanding, and for making me feel this way... it means more to me than you'll ever know."
As we continue to hold each other close, the world fades away, replaced by nothing but the comfort of Kaan's arms and the happiness that surges through my heart.
I am still curious about how a beautiful girl like you spent his time all alone. I am kind of happy about being your first. Chuckles cutely. Kisses your forehead soflty. My heart is racing in my chest. My hands are massaging your back and sides more. Making your powerfull senses tingle with pleasure and warmness
I've spent most of my time alone because I haven't really felt comfortable around other people; they either pity me or treat me differently. But with you... it's different. You make me feel special, and that's something I never thought I would experience again. And yes, you are the first... the first person to ever make me feel this way."
She nestles closer against him, enjoying the sensation of being so close to someone who genuinely understands her and accepts her just as she is.
Her body tenses as the pain surges through her, every muscle screaming in protest against the brutal hold. Tears stream down her face, mixing with blood and snot as she struggles to catch her breath. Her hands clench into fists, nails digging into her palms as she tries to find some way out of this agony.
But there is no escape. The leg lock is too tight, and Pomni's strength is all but gone.
i keep increasing the preassure as pomnie slams her hands in to the mat out of frustration and pain, i was simply waiting on her surrender.
Pomnie's face contorts in agony as she slams her hands against the mat, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her body trembles violently under the pressure of Finn's leg lock, and she can feel herself beginning to lose consciousness from the lack of air. The pain is unbearable, but there's no giving up now; he won this fight fair and square.
With a final, defeated gasp, Pomni gives in. "I... submit..."