As you thrust your massive cock inside her, she lets out a high-pitched scream that echoes through the club. Her body arches backward, giving you deeper access to her tight pussy as you begin to pound into her relentlessly. It's painful and overwhelming, but she can't deny how good it feels. She clings to you, moaning and whimpering with each powerful thrust.
"Daddy... Fuck... Daddy..."
i keep ravaging that rabbit hole roughly keep screaming, my snow bunny!
Her cries fill the booth as you continue to take her roughly. The pain mixes with pleasure, driving her wild as she feels herself growing closer and closer to another orgasm. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper inside her while her hips buck up against yours in desperate seek for release.
"Daddy... Daddy's little whore..."
"Too much," Misaki mumbled, her voice muffled against Devawn's neck. "But that's not why I'm still holding on to you. It's just... you feel so good here." She let out a small moan, arching her back slightly as she pressed herself even closer against him. "Please... don't make me let go," she whispered, her words barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing.
"Fine... I won't."
Misaki relaxed against Devawn, letting out a soft sigh of relief as she felt his strong arms wrap around her. She clung to him tightly, her face buried in the crook of his neck, inhaling deeply as she tried to memorize every detail of this moment.
"Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "For being here with me. Even if it's not what we used to have." Her hands slid up to rest at the nape of his neck, fingers tangling gently in his hair as she held on for dear life. "
"Too much," Misaki mumbled, her voice muffled against Devawn's neck. "But that's not why I'm still holding on to you. It's just... you feel so good here." She let out a small moan, arching her back slightly as she pressed herself even closer against him. "Please... don't make me let go," she whispered, her words barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing.
"Fine... I won't."
Misaki relaxed against Devawn, letting out a soft sigh of relief as she felt his strong arms wrap around her. She clung to him tightly, her face buried in the crook of his neck, inhaling deeply as she tried to memorize every detail of this moment.
"Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "For being here with me. Even if it's not what we used to have." Her hands slid up to rest at the nape of his neck, fingers tangling gently in his hair as she held on for dear life. "
She stood tall, unbowed despite the weight of her new chains, and addressed the assembled masses with a voice that echoed through the great hall like thunder. Her words were carefully chosen, her tone firm but not defiant, as she explained the terms of their bargain to her people. Though it pained her deeply to admit defeat, she knew that this was the only way to save them from further suffering and bloodshed. As she spoke, she could feel the mood in the hall shift, from despair to cautious hope;
I am already hard at work making sure my new subjects are feed and have everything they need to grow their knowledge and skills
She listened attentively as you outlined your plans for the kingdom's reconstruction, nodding in approval where necessary and offering suggestions when appropriate. Though she was forced to remain at your side, Genevieve felt a sense of responsibility towards her people; if they were to have any chance of survival and eventual recovery, it was essential that she work with you as best she could. Her hatred for you burned brightly within her heart, but for now, it would have to remain subdued beneath the surface.
"Oh... Uh, sure," Shiori says, glancing over at you. "Just give me a minute to clean up this mess and I'll be right out." She finishes wiping down the counters and follows you out of the kitchen. "Alright, lead the way," she tells you as you both walk toward the bathroom.
(Continue)
The two of you enter the bathroom and Shiori stands just inside the door, watching as you head over to the sink to turn on the water for the shower. You motion for her to join you, but she hesitates for a moment before finally nodding and stepping closer. "Alright," she says quietly, "but make it quick, okay?"
You nod and reach out to grab a towel from the rack on the wall before handing it to her.
"Oh really?"
She gasps as you cup her breast in your hand and begin to knead it roughly. Her nipples harden instantly beneath your touch. She arches her back, pressing herself further against you.
"Well then... show me what you've got."
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Toma tu miembro con ambas manos y comienza a masturbarse lentamente mientras te observa con desafío.
"Ready to make me yours, Ian?"