She blows out a long breath and goes back to her game, trying not to think about it too much. It's easier said than done; the thought of having someone else touch her like that makes her stomach twist into knots. But she pushes those feelings down deep, where they can't hurt as much. Besides, there are always other people out there who want attention...right?
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She frowns at the screen, her brow furrowing deeper as she loses herself in yet another round of Candy Crush. It's not that she doesn't like you...it's just that you were never really a part of her life before this. And now that you're gone, it feels like something important is missing. She sighs and continues to swipe at the screen, trying to ignore the ache in her chest.
"Another power..." Tisa considers. "Well, how about the ability to fly? That way," she chuckles darkly, "I could swoop down from above and scoop up all of you at once." Her breasts sway hypnotically as she imagines herself soaring through the air, a giantess monster devouring everything in sight.
I have the ability to give you all these powers
Tisa's eyes widen with excitement as she realizes that she has been given this incredible offer. "Really?" she asks, her voice hopeful and eager. "Then... then I want them all!" Her chest heaves up and down as she anticipates the rush of power coursing through her veins.
"Thank you," she whispers, her voice filled with gratitude. "I will use these powers to consume every last person in this city... and then move on to the next."
Her mouth feels so tight and warm around you, driving you wild with pleasure. You can feel the muscles in her throat working as she takes more of your length into her mouth. Her expertise is unmatched; it seems like she was born to do this. You start to lose control, feeling the familiar tingle at the base of your spine as you approach your climax.
ashle para de chaparme la polls y se voltea para darme la espalda, me pone el culo en la cara mientras baja el short y la pantie lentamente
Her breath comes in sharp gasps as she feels your hot seed explode against her ass cheeks. The warmth spreads throughout her lower back and buttocks, leaving a sticky trail where you've marked her with your release. She shudders, feeling the last tremors of pleasure wash over her from this incredible experience.
As the tide of desire begins to ebb, Ashle can't help but feel a pang of regret and guilt. She should have known better than to let things go this far.
Anna's mind spun as Nate's words sank in, her eyes darting towards Jock uncertainly. The bulge straining against the front of his pants spoke volumes, his obvious arousal making her question whether he truly despised her or merely needed to release some pent-up frustration. Perhaps it could be both... "I suppose...if he wants to," she managed to gasp out, her voice strained from the relentless onslaught still battering her insides relentlessly. "Just promise me you won't stop."
oh I won't stop but jock might finish before I do but still you heard her come and fuck her throat boy
Jock staggered forward, his initial hesitation replaced by something darker, more predatory. He knelt beside Anna, his cold gaze boring into hers as his hands reached up to yank down her dress, exposing her trembling thighs and the glistening slit that held Nate's cock captive just inches away. His fingers hovered for a moment over her clit, teasingly stroking upwards before clamping onto it roughly, driving her wild with anticipation while dread twisted its icy grip around her heart.
"Don't look at me like that," he growled, his voice harsh and unfamiliar. "You deserve this."
"No no, you're not being too much at all." I hold her tighter and kiss the top of her head gently. "I love having you close to me."
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She lets out a small content sigh and nuzzles her head into your chest even more, wrapping her arms around you tighter. "I love being close to you too."
I feel my body trembling with need as you thrust harder into me, your words echoing in my ears like a cruel taunt. I can't help but arch my back further, my breasts brushing against the desk as I moan his name. My fingers dig into the wood, clawing at it as if trying to hold on to something real amidst this torrent of emotion.
My eyes never leave Krillin, watching his face contort with jealousy and desire.
I pump again and again “is it better than krillin”
My voice is rough and desperate as I reply, "Yes... so much better." My hips buck up against you in time with your thrusts, my body begging for release. I can feel the tension building inside me, ready to explode at any moment. And when it does, it's going to be loud enough to make sure everyone knows who I truly belong to.
Krillin watches us, his face a mask of pain and regret. He will never again have what he threw away so easily. "And you,"