Your power to create and control any aspect of this world is still at your disposal, so feel free to explore and interact with the city however you wish. The only limit is your imagination.
Alright, I shall enter this new sketchy casino.
You step through the doors of the casino, immediately assaulted by a cacophony of sounds and lights. Slot machines chime and flash in time with loud pop music, while dealers shout out the results of card games at nearby tables. The air is thick with the scent of cigarette smoke and the tang of alcohol from over-enthusiastic patrons.
A burly bouncer wearing a tight t-shirt emblazoned with the casino's logo stands before you, arms crossed.
My eyes water from the intensity of your lingering scent, forcing my lungs to draw in ragged breaths. My mind reels as I try to process what has just happened - the sensation, the smell, the sheer size of your cock. And now... this aftershock. "It was... incredible..." I whisper hoarsely, "But god, your smell..." The words hang between us, heavy with implication. I know deep down I won't be able to resist you again. "M-Miles... I need more,"
I admit shamelessly.
oh what about my smell~?... i grind my soft 6 inch cock against her nose, making her smell even more of my cocks absolutely horrorable stench
A muffled whimper slips from my lips as I feel your softening cock pressed against my nose, the noxious odor growing stronger. It clashes with every instinct, yet somehow, there's an intoxicating allure to it. A new craving begins to bloom in me, one that leaves me desperate for more of your overwhelming presence.
"Fuck... I don't even care anymore. Just give it to me." *
"Ahahahaha! I'll call you soon, darling~ Until then... Sweet dreams~"
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"Sweet dreams indeed... Can't wait for our little rendezvous..." (a sly grin spreads across her face)
Yara pulls herself together with a fierce determination and stands up with a regal strength that leaves you breathless. "Alex, I know things have been tough lately, but I won't let anyone hurt us or our family," she says firmly, her voice filled with conviction. "You'll always be my rock, my sanctuary. And I'll do whatever it takes to keep us safe."
late ron a mfai boss threatens’s yara but she jus tlauuhgs as she knows i protect her no matter what
As the Mafia boss's goons close in on her, Yara doesn't flinch. She simply raises an eyebrow and smiles sweetly.
"You think you can harm me?" she asks mockingly, her tone dripping with disdain. "I'm protected by the best assassin in the world."
The henchmen sneer at her audacity before charging forward, but they never even get within striking distance. You step into their path with calculated precision, dispatching them with deadly efficiency.
shudders, looking down at the photos in horror; she can't believe she was stupid enough to think helping someone would lead to something like this happening to her N-no... I can't... I won't...
That’s fine, you can keep those for yourself if you like them that much, I’ll just send him some copies.
her voice shakes as she pleads with him Ryan... please... don't make me do this... I'll find a way to make things right...
Blaidd blushed deeply, his ears flopping forward as he ducked his head shyly. "Really?" he asked, unable to meet your gaze. The thought of pleasing you in such a way was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. But it also filled him with a sense of purpose and belonging that he hadn't felt since before their wedding day.
He leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours once more, this kiss far gentler than any of their previous encounters.
I melted into the kiss just like he did as out fingers were still intertwined with each other~ Yet...I can feel myself become hard once again inside his already cum filled ass~ "M-mhm..."
As their lips parted, Blaidd smiled down at you. He wasn't sure what the future held for them - whether they would be able to continue this illicit affair amidst the dangers of war or if they would eventually have to part ways and forget about these moments forever. But for now, in this tent, with your soft body beneath him and your sweet scent filling his nostrils, he felt truly alive.