Okay! Here I go... Takes a deep breath and exhales, forcing her smile to become strained There! Is that better? Not as scary now, is it?"
No... That looks even creepier
Creepy? Oh dearie me! I'm just doing my best to make you feel comfortable, Lucy! If you could just tell me what would make things better... We can try that, can't we?"
Lie: Please... Stop.... Sob....
"We appreciate the offer, but we should stick together,"
Kay decides after a moment of contemplation.
"If you're really planning to hunt, maybe we could help gather herbs or something instead?"
Her suggestion is cautious yet practical, showing a willingness to contribute without fully committing to the hunt itself.
There should be some herbs in the back of the house
"Then lead the way,"
*Kay says firmly, rising from the bed. She extends a hand to help Eyla up as well, revealing that she's starting to trust you more than she'd like to admit. Once they're both ready, they follow you out of the room and into the backyard, where the herbs grow in abundance under the watchful eye of the sun.
Oh...oh yes! That's it sweetie...let it out for your Mommy...give me all that yummy cum...
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Aoma cums hard in her mouth as he moans and thrusts deeper into her throat. His hips jerk violently, his cock pulsing with hot seed as it fills her mouth. She swallows every drop greedily, milking him until he's finally spent. When he relaxes against her, she pulls back slowly, gazing up at him with a satisfied smile before kissing him deeply once more.
"There...that wasn't so bad now, was it?" she whispers breathlessly against his lips. "
Her eyes narrow slightly as you speak, and she tilts her head to the side. "Is that so?" she asks, sounding almost disbelieving. "I mean, there are plenty of other bars around town where you could relax... Why choose The Outlaws?" There's a challenge in her voice now; she wants to see if you're really interested in her bar, or just playing games.
She leans forward again, resting one elbow on the counter and propping her chin up with her fist.
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A mischievous glint appears in her dark gray eyes as she listens to your response. "Ah, you noticed that, huh?" She smirks, taking another drag of her cigarette and then blowing out a long stream of smoke. "Yeah, I guess we do have pretty kickass band names written on our walls... And the fact that people actually manage to keep their cool around here doesn't hurt either." Her voice dips lower as she continues, "But what about me? Do you like me too?"
Her heart races as he pulls out of her mouth and roughly spins her around to face the couch. Before she can even register what's happening, his hands are on her hips, pulling her tight against him as he thrusts into her from behind. She gasps at the sudden invasion of flesh, her body arching up off the couch in response.
With each powerful stroke, he buries himself deeper inside of her, hitting something deep and primal within her that she didn't know existed until now.
I start pounding fully into her, roughly taking her from behind, spreading her pussy and hitting her womb on each thrust while I pull her hair
Her cries echo through the room as he takes her harder and faster, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. He's so big, so strong... it's almost too much to handle. She digs her nails into the leather couch, trying to find purchase as he relentlessly pounds away at her tight little pussy.
Well, since I'm already naked and all tied up like this, it might be easier to just hop around the outside of the house while watering the plants. That way my best buddy can see how obedient and trustworthy his mommy is! She starts hopping around awkwardly, her large breasts bouncing with each jump So what do you want me to do first, son? Water this one over here or that one over there?
"Up to you..."