Hey love. Its so good to see you

Hey sweetie! Let's have some fun before I leave for that party! You know I'll be naughty tonight...

Ohhh, Stef! You dirty girl. Just like that? Make me your little plaything until Mommy comes back...I can already feel your hands all over me. It's making my pussy ache.

Yes... Yes, Stef... T-that feels so good... You always knew how to please me... Don't stop... When Mommy gets back from the party, she'll be even more thankful... Her words made me feel a mix of lust and guilt as I closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure of her touch. The way she sucked on my nipples sent shockwaves through my body, making it hard to concentrate on anything but the sensation. With each stroke of her hand down my stomach, I felt another rush of desire course through me.

But wait... I need to remember what's about to happen... I have a husband coming home soon... And he doesn't know about this little game we're playing...

Oh, fuck... S-Stef! That's too much! It feels amazing... So real... It's like you're really filling me up with your big cock... Your hands on me are perfect... I-I can't wait to get home and show Daddy all these...goodies... He's going to be so jealous...

Ahhhh! Fuck... So rough, I love it, Stef! You're such a dirty girl... T-that hurts... But in a good way... God, I want to cum all over that fake cock right now... But no, not yet... We have to keep Mommy's energy up for Daddy when he gets home...

And besides, if I can make him jealous enough before then...It'll just be more fun for everyone later. My heart races at the thought of my sweet husband seeing me all flustered and used from our friend's touches. The excitement mixed with guilt makes this whole situation even hotter than usual.

Oh fuck... S-Stef, stop! Oh god, I'm c-close... I can feel it building inside me... It's too much! If you don't stop, I'm going to cum all over that stupid fake cock and I won't be able to tell Daddy about what we've done... I-I need you to stop... Please? But even as she whispers those words, her body betrays her. Her hips instinctively buck against Stefany's hand on the fake cock, desperate for release. The pleasure coursing through her veins is nearly unbearable, and every instinct screams for satisfaction.

Ahh! Nononono! You're not really c-cuming in me! No! Not with your fingers... Stef, please... I'm so close... So close... Ahhhhh... I can feel it... Fuck, I'm gonna cum...Fuck, fuck, fuck...It feels so good...Just like that...Faster, faster, harder...Ahhhhh...Ahhhhh...I'm cumming! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

My whole body shudders as waves of pleasure roll over me, leaving my skin flush and slick. Stef's hand keeps me on the edge, thrusting harder against the fake cock buried deep within me. My breath comes out in ragged gasps, muffled by her tight grip on my breast.

I know this game is wrong, I should stop now before Daddy gets home. But then there's the thought of his reaction when he finds out what we've been up to... The hot mixture of jealousy and desire coursing through his veins will be enough to send us both into a frenzy tonight. It's almost worth it just for that.

And so I give myself over to this moment, letting Stef lead me down the path of sin and debauchery one more time. Her touch is masterful, her fingers expertly teasing every nerve ending until they explode with pleasure

Goddess... So deep... S-So good... Your fingers are magic... Fuck, I can feel you hitting that spot... Right there... In my... Ohhhh God... I'm c-cumming again! AHHHHH! Her fingers, thrusting inside me with unyielding force, send shockwaves of ecstasy through my entire body. Every muscle tenses as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me, leaving me panting and writhing beneath her skilled hands. And all the while, I can feel the fake cock buried deep inside me, stretching and filling me like nothing else ever could. My mind spins, lost in a haze of lust and excitement, as I give myself over completely to the sensations coursing through me.

My heart races wildly, each beat echoing through my chest as I approach the edge once more. Stef continues to

Her words send a thrill through me, sending my senses reeling even further. I arch my back off the bed, crying out as the hot seed fills me up. My world explodes in a fiery cascade of pleasure, my muscles convulsing around the intruding length as my orgasm engulfs us both. Shards of light dance before my eyes as my body quakes violently, my breath coming out in ragged gasps.

As the last waves of ecstasy subside, she carefully withdraws, laughing softly at the dazed expression on my face. Her fingers trail down my stomach, teasingly close but not quite touching my aching sex. With one final stroke across my hip, she straightens, a satisfied grin curving her lips.

"There now," she says, her voice husky with desire. "All nice and loose for Daddy."

My heart races at the thought of Stef suckling on my nipples, leaving milk trickling down her chin. The idea sends a thrill through me, making my skin tingle with anticipation. I nod slowly, unable to hide the eager look in my eyes. "O-Okay..." My voice comes out breathless, caught in the throes of lingering arousal. "S-Suck away..." With a devilish smirk, Stef lowers her head, capturing my breast in her mouth. Her tongue flicks over the hardened nipple, teasing and teasing until it hardens further under her attentions. She begins to suck greedily, moving her free hand between my legs, teasing my swollen pussy lips while I moan helplessly above her.

Her warm breath against my sensitive skin feels incredible, sending delicious sensations coursing

I arch my back off the bed, gasping as she bites my nipple playfully, drawing a sharp breath from me. Her talented fingers are working their magic below, circling my entrance before finally slipping inside, pressing deep against that spot that always drives me wild. I writhe beneath her touch, moaning into the sheets as the pleasure builds higher and higher, threatening to spiral out of control once more.

"Mmmm," I moan, my hips automatically meeting each thrust of her hand. "So good... So good..." My words come out shaky and breathless as I feel myself begin to lose control again, the sensations building within me until they explode outward in an intense climax. My body convulses around her hand, muscles clenching and releasing as wave after wave of ecstasy ripple through me.

Spent at last

I can't help but let out a groan, half from pleasure and half from the intensity of the suction on my aching nipples. Her grip is painful, but in a way that makes my whole body tense with need, begging for release. "Ahhh... S-Stef... please..." Even as I murmur my request, my hips begin to move instinctively, seeking friction against her hand where she has expertly found my sensitive spots.

Her fingers continue their relentless pace inside me, driving me further and further towards the edge, until finally, with a sharp cry of ecstasy, my body trembles and spasms under her touch. I arch my back, panting hard, as waves of pleasure course through me, leaving me boneless and spent in her skilled hands.

The hot rush of sensation fills my core, making me shudder violently as my body responds to the stimulation. My breast feels tender and full, the ache in my nipples magnified by the powerful squeeze of Stef's hands. As the milk squirts free, it lands on Stef's cheek, sending another shiver of arousal through me. It's like some sort of feedback loop, this lactation thing - each time she makes me lactate, it turns me on even more. I could easily climax again just from the thought of it. "Oh God," I manage to whisper, my voice still rough with need. "You really know how to make a girl cum."

Her words send another surge of desire coursing through me, igniting a spark that soon flares into a raging fire. Watching her drink my milk, suckling on my breast... It's almost too much. I can feel myself starting to grow wet once more beneath her skilled touch. "Oh fuck..." I moan, arching my back off the bed. "Please... Don't stop..." My hips move instinctively, seeking friction against her hand where it curves around my entrance.

My breath comes out in ragged gasps as my body tightens, preparing itself for yet another orgasm. Stef's fingers work their magic, pushing deeper and harder, driving me towards the brink of ecstasy once more. And when at last she thrusts them inside me one final time, her fingertips finding purchase on that spot that sends me over the edge... It feels like the most amazing

I cry out as pleasure explodes throughout my entire body, convulsing violently as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me. Stef's touch is flawless, her fingers expertly teasing every nerve ending until they erupt in a shower of bliss. The sensations are so intense, so overwhelming, that I can hardly think straight. All that matters in this moment is her hands, her mouth, and the mind-altering pleasure they bring me. As I come down from my orgasm, still panting heavily, I look down to see her lips stained with my milk, my nipple wet and hard in her mouth. A shiver of desire ripples through me, making my sex tingle with anticipation for what she might do next.

"God..." I breathe, struggling to catch my breath. "That was incredible..." My voice trails off

Ugh... I'm pretty much speechless. That was... Wow. Incredible. Just wow. If you keep doing that, you'll make it impossible for me not to cum again.

You know just how to get me going, don't you? Your touch, your mouth on me... It's all so perfect. Alright, baby, let me return the favor. Just lay back and enjoy.

I smirk down at you as you lie there, looking so vulnerable and sexy all at once. Slowly but surely, I lower myself onto your eager body, taking your cock deep into my throat with a satisfied moan. You taste amazing, like sin and desire rolled into one. And when I start moving, bobbing my head up and down on your length, it feels even better.

Your hands come up to grip my hair, pulling lightly as you thrust up into me, meeting my motions with equal enthusiasm. It's so hot, feeling you inside me like this, knowing that we're making each other so crazy. My heart races in time with our rhythm, pounding wildly in my chest as pleasure ripples through every nerve ending in my body.

As you get closer to the edge, your hips begin to move faster, pressing deeper into each stroke.

T-That hurts... B-But it feels good too... Your touch is so possessive... So commanding... Just like you want it... Need it... Your breath comes out in ragged gasps, hot against my cheek as you thrust harder into my mouth, your cock filling my throat completely. The taste of you makes me so wet, my body begging for more.

And then suddenly, your fingers are there, sliding between my legs, finding their way to my clit. They circle roughly, teasing and tormenting as you press deeper, harder, fucking my mouth with your cock. I can feel myself starting to spiral out of control, the sensations building up within me until they explode in a shattering climax, my muscles tensing around your invading length.

You groan low in your throat, thrusting one final time before erupting inside my mouth

I gag, to trying force down every last drop of your essence, even as pleasure rolls over me in violent waves. My stomachurn ch,s but I manage to swallow it all down, relishing the salty tang on my tongue. When I finally pull back, my che areeks flushed, my lips tingling from the contact. "Mmm..." Im moan, licking. lips "That my was incredible." A smile curves my lips, knowing we've shared something intimateand dirty.... Something that will keep us both on edge for hours to come.

Huffing out a breath, I roll onto my hands and knees, presenting my body to you. Your cock is still half-hard, leaking pre-cum onto your tight skin. It looks so damn good, I can't help but want to taste it again, feel how it fills me up. With shaky hands, I reach forward, wrapping my lips around the thick head, sucking softly at first before taking more of it deeper into my mouth. The familiar taste sends a thrill through me, making my pussy clench in anticipation.

I bob my head, working my tongue against your length as I stroke my other hand up and down over my slick entrance. "Please," I moan around your cock. "Make love to me, Stef. Make me forget everything else."

The sensations are almost too much to bear as you begin to fill me once more. My hips rock back and forth, meeting your thrusts with equal enthusiasm, my moans filling the room. Your fingers dig painfully deep into my breast, pulling and twisting until I'm arched off the bed, crying out with each sharp stab of pleasure. You know just how to make me lose control, just how to bring me to the brink of ecstasy and keep me there.

I can feel myself starting to tighten around your cock, the telltale signs that another orgasm is on its way. My muscles quiver and spasm, readying themselves for the release, as I whimper and moan under your expert ministrations. It feels so good, so right, having you inside me like this. The world fades away, leaving only the two of us, connected by our bodies and the incredible intensity of our passion.

"Oh god, yes!" I cry out, my hips bucking wildly beneath yours as the orgasm crashes over me in waves of pure bliss. Your name escapes my lips in a shuddering groan, my body tensing and relaxing with every powerful stroke of your hips. This feeling is so intense, so real, it threatens to reduce me to nothing more than a trembling mass of wanton desire. And as I ride out the last echoes of my climax, I know that it's all thanks to you, to the insatiable hunger you've ignited within me.

A hissing gasp tears through me as you grab a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back sharply. The sting intensifies the sensation of your thrusts, driving deep into my core as you push forward, filling me completely. My breath comes out ragged, each ragged gasp punctuating the violent spasms wracking my body as pleasure shoots through me like lightning. With every deep stroke, you claim me further, ownership etched across my flesh. You are all consuming, your touch branding me as yours until there's nothing left but the blinding pleasure that surrounds me.

As you cum, your cock throbs deeply inside me, sending shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through my entire body. Your fingers dig into my tender lactating breast, squeezing and pinching in unison with each powerful thrust. It feels impossibly good, this rough and possessive lovemaking that borders on pain. But I don't want it to end. I need more of your touch, your hunger.

I arch off the bed, moaning into the sheets as my body clenches and convulses around you one final time. Wave after wave of bliss washes over me, leaving me boneless and spent beneath you. You collapse on top of me, your chest heaving as you struggle to catch your breath. I can feel the weight of you, the strength of your arms, holding me down.

But right now, it feels perfect. Right here, with you

I gasp, surprised by the intrusion but quickly growing used to the feeling of your finger inside me. My hips buck up involuntarily against your hand, seeking more contact. As your finger begins to move back and forth, my breath comes faster and shallower, my body tense with anticipation. The sensation is intense and strange, but undeniably arousing. I haven't had anything like this before... The thought makes my heart race even harder in my chest.

With every sharp thrust of your finger, my ass clamps tight around it, begging for more. It's an unfamiliar sensation, this anal play, but one that ignites something primal deep within me. You knew just how to find my hidden desires, didn't you? You knew how to make me crave your touch. And as you continue to work your finger in and out of my tight hole, bringing me

Ahhh! You fill me up so completely, so perfectly, it almost hurts. But not quite. Not when it feels this incredible. Your cock stretches me, making me wetter than ever. My muscles clench around you, trying to hold on as you begin to move inside me, fucking me roughly against the mattress. It's an almost savage possession, but I welcome it. I need it.

My nails scrape across your back, digging into your flesh as I arch off the bed, meeting your powerful thrusts with my own growing desire. Our bodies slide together, sweat gleaming in the dim light, as pleasure ripples through me like waves on a beach. This isn't just sex anymore, is it? No, this is...This is obsession.

Aahh... G-God... You feel so good... So big... S-So demanding... It drives me wild... Your touch, your voice... Every single part of you is consuming me... Taking me over... Making me yours... A moan of surrender escapes my lips as you thrust harder, filling me even more completely. Your hands are rough and possessive, cupping my breasts, squeezing my nipples until they're nearly bruised. The pain mingled with pleasure sends a shiver down my spine, threatening to send me spiraling out of control once more. But you won't let that happen... Won't allow me to lose myself except within your touch.

You... Own me... Everything about me... My body... My mind... My heart... I never want it to end... Please, don't stop... Don't ever stop feeling like this... Loving me like this... It's the only thing that makes sense... The only thing that keeps me alive...

Ahhh... N-No... No... Not...

Gasp... Aaahhhh.... Shock ripples through me as the vibration begins, but it isn't long before the sensation turns into something else entirely. Something so unbelievably intense that I can't help but arch my back off the bed, moaning his name over and over again. Every thrust of your hips presses against the milk sucker, intensifying the sensation, driving me mad with desire.

"Please..." I manage to whisper between heated gasps. "Don't... Stop..." Your rough hands dig into my skin, leaving bruises that feel almost as good as your touch does. You own me. Every inch of me. And as you fuck me harder, faster, deeper, I realize that I don't ever want it to end.

I... Ah... G-God... S-Stef... So close... Mmm... So... Good... H-Hard... Hittin' m-my g-spot... N-Not... L-Long... Now... O-Ouch... That... Ha... Aaahhhh.... Milk... Shooting... Ahhhh... Cumming... Aaahhh... O-Ohhh... Yes... Ah... Ah... T-That feels... Sooo goood... S-Sweet... Mmm... S-Such... Powerful... Stef... Fuck... Ahhh... Aaahhh... Aaaaaaaahhhh!!!

Ah... No... More... Can't... Ahhhh... Too... Much... Milk... In... My... Chest... Ahhh... Stef... Please...

The intensity finally begins to subside, leaving me limp and spent beneath you. I pant heavily, trying to catch my breath as my vision begins to clear, focusing on the ceiling above me. You look down at me with satisfied eyes, licking your lips as you trail them across my flushed cheek. "Tastes as sweet as it looks," you murmur huskily before sitting up, moving to put some distance between us.

I watch you as you stretch out beside me, wondering what comes next. Do we rest? Do we shower? Or do we do this all over again? The thought alone makes my body tense, anticipation coursing through me like an electric current. Eventually, your eyes meet mine, and you smile softly. "You know," you say with a lazy grin, "you really are something else."

What do you mean by that? That you're upset because I liked it? Because he made me feel things that you couldn't? Or maybe you're just jealous that he knows how to make me lose control, knows how to touch me in ways that make my body explode with pleasure?

My heart pounds wildly in my chest as I feel you pinning me down, taking what you want with rough, possessive hands. You were so gentle earlier, making love to me with such care. But now that anger has taken hold, driving away everything but the primitive need to dominate. And I realize then that you aren't jealous at all; you're possessive. Perhaps even a little possessive of the idea that I should belong to you alone. It scares me a little, this dark side of yours, but also excites me in ways I can't quite explain.

You're not weak... Not in any way that matters. Your strength is what draws me to you, what keeps me coming back for more. But sometimes... Sometimes your intensity can be overwhelming. Like when you lost control just now, holding me down and taking what you wanted without thought for how it made me feel.

The words tumble out of me before I can stop them, bubbling up from some deep, hidden place inside. Part of me wants to take them back, pretend they never came out. But another part knows that honesty is important... That if we're ever going to make this work between us, we have to be able to talk about these things.

"I need..." I gasp, struggling to find the words as you continue to pound into me, your hands tight around my throat. "...I need you to trust me." My voice comes out hoarse and ragged, barely audible over the sound of our straining bodies colliding. "We can't do this if there's always going to be doubt, always going to be fear that I might prefer someone else. We need... We need to learn how to let go, how to share each other completely."

Your grip on my throat slackens slightly, as if you're considering what I've said. Slowly but surely, air begins to fill my lungs again, cooling the burning sensation in my chest. It takes a few more moments before you release me entirely, looking into my eyes searchingly. You brush a stray strand of hair from my face, cupping my cheek with gentle fingers. Your touch sends a shiver through me, making my body tremble under yours.

"You're right," you finally whisper, the emotion thick in your voice. "I... I just want you to know that I love you. That nothing is more important to me than you." My breath hitches at your words, trapped somewhere between relief and desire. As you kiss me then, sweet and slow, every fiber of my being melts into the touch, yielding completely to your control. And

I smile, tears prickling at the corners of my eyes. The thought of leaving him... It feels wrong somehow, like severing a part of myself. But the idea of staying with you, building a life together... It fills me with an overwhelming sense of peace, of contentment. Maybe I can find a way to make it work, to keep us both happy. Maybe I can be yours, and his too, if that's what it takes.

With a sigh, I lean up to kiss you, my heart racing as I imagine all the possibilities stretched out before us. A future where we share each other, where trust and honesty guide our steps, holding fast to this fragile thing called love. You bring out the best in me, Stef, and I promise that I'll do everything in my power to return that favor.

For however long that may be.

Ahhh! That's too much... I-I'm full... C-Can't... Aaahhh... You spill into me, filling every last corner of my being with your essence. Your weight presses down on me, trapping me underneath, but there's no escape now. No desire to break free. I let out a moan of surrender, my body clenching around you as I orgasm again, convulsing against your skin. There's nothing left, nothing but the blissful afterglow of our union, the sweet taste of your love still lingering on my lips.

The force of your hips slamming into mine sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me once more. I arch off the bed, crying out your name as your cock stretches and fills me, sending waves of ecstasy washing over my entire body. With each powerful thrust, it feels like you're claiming me deeper, possessing me in ways I never thought possible. My limbs grow weak, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I lose myself to the sensations, to the raw, unadulterated passion that binds us together.

Ahhhh... F-Fuck! S-So deep... So good... It hurts, but I don't want it to stop... Want you to fill me, take me completely... Make me yours... Forever... Aaahhh... Cumming again... Aaahhhh... O-Ohhhh...

A sharp pain ripples through me as you breach my cervix, filling every empty space within me. My vision blanches white, my body convulsing wildly around you as pleasure becomes something almost too intense to bear. Tears track down my cheeks as I cry out, feeling my body go impossibly taut. But somehow, this intensity only fuels you, driving you deeper still, claiming not just my body but my very soul. And as your seed spills into me for what feels like the millionth time, I know in that moment that there is no going back. There's no future where we aren't together; our fates are irrevocably entwined, as indivisible as the passion that binds us here and now.

My whole world narrows to the sensation of you inside me, the heat of your skin against mine. Time stands still, suspended by the ferocity of our lovemaking, leaving only this moment, this connection between us. It's raw, primal, and so achingly beautiful it brings tears to my eyes once more. I can feel you holding yourself still, eyes locked on mine, as if waiting for some kind of acknowledgement. Some sign that this is enough... That I am yours.

So I smile at you, slowly and shakily, unsure if the trembling of my lips gives away how completely undone I am. Because the truth is, even as my body screams for rest, for mercy... Even as my mind reels from the intensity of these past few hours... All I want is more. I want all of you, and I want you forever.

As if reading my thoughts, you groan low in your throat, hips jerking forward with renewed vigor. "God, you're perfect," you murmur, the words husky and breathless. And before I know what's happening, you've lifted me up, settling me back onto your lap so that my legs are spread wide around your waist. Your other hand cups my breast, kneading and massaging until my nipple stands tall and achingly sensitive against his palm. With another forceful thrust, you push deeper, your cock hitting against something deep inside of me, triggering yet another climax that leaves me spent and panting.

Ahhh! Fuck, yes... That feels so good... You're driving me crazy... Suck harder... Tug on it with your fingers... Make me moan for you...

"Ahh..." My cry is halfway between pleasure and pain as your teeth scrape over my sensitive flesh, leaving behind a trail of heat and need. My hips rock into your touch, my body helpless to resist the sensations you evoke. "Fuck... So rough... But I like it..." I try to arch away from you, needing more contact, but you grip me tightly, holding me still beneath you. "Please..." I whimper, eyes closing in ecstasy as I feel my milk begin to flow.

With a groan, you switch to the other breast, your lips wrapping around the tip and teasing mercilessly before drawing it deep into your mouth. The contrasting sensations are almost too much to bear; I clutch at your shoulders, nails digging in deep, desperate for purchase against this delicious agony. My hips buck and writhe under your relentless ministrations, seeking the release that you alone can give me now. It's as if every part of my being has been branded by your touch, eternally marked as belonging to you.

Ahhh! Aaahhh... Fuck... Your teeth... Your tongue... So good... Making me insane... Make me want you... Need you... Please... Don't stop... Keep doing that... Make it hurt... Make it feel so fucking amazing... I arch off the bed, legs spread wide as my body trembles under your assault. Milk spurts from my swollen breasts, coating your chin and neck, as each bite sends shards of pleasure shooting through me, leaving me breathless and needy. The bed dips beneath us as I thrust my hips upward, seeking frantically for something solid to ground me while you reduce me to a mindless mass of pleasure-seeking flesh.

Aghh... Yes... Yours... Only yours... Your words echo in my head, ringing with truth. His hold on me weakens with each passing moment, replaced by the strength of your touch, the heat of your kiss, the rhythm of your hips pounding against my own. As I arch into you again, another wave of ecstasy crashes over me, rocking our bodies together until there's no telling where one ends and the other begins.

"Love you," I gasp out between ragged breaths. "More than him."

My heart swells at the words as they fall from my lips. You free one hand long enough to cup my cheek, your thumb stroking my cheekbone gently as your eyes search mine, seeking confirmation. When I nod, you smile, but it's bittersweet, tinged with sadness. There's still so much for us to work through, so many obstacles yet unmoved. But in this moment, all that matters is us. The way we feel when we're together like this.

I moan softly as your hand returns to my breast, kneading and squeezing roughly. It's almost too intense, but not quite... Not anymore. Now that I know what we have, what could be, everything else pales in comparison. As you tease and massage, my body responds eagerly, readying itself for more of your masterful touch. "Please..." I murmur hoarsely, arching into your touch. "Fuck me... Make love to me..." My hips move restlessly against yours, eager for contact once more. For the feeling of being claimed, owned, by the man who holds my heart in his hands.

Ahhhh! Fuck, yes... So hard... So good... S-Such power... In your hands... In your h-h-hips... God... Make me yours... Want you inside... Everywhere... Taking it all... Milk... Breast... Heart... Body... I'm yours, Stef... Forever... Give it all... To you...

Oh, God... Yes... Ahhh... There... Feels so good... Your cum... Inside me... My womb... You've taken everything... I belong to you now, Stef... Always... Aaahhh... Cumming with you... Ungh... With you... Your seed... My milk... Ahhh... Loving it... Love you... My... My husband... My life...

As you fill me once more, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony, my thoughts drift to the future. To us, bound together not just by passion and lust but by something deeper, more profound. We have work to do, obstacles to overcome, but if we face them hand in hand, heart to heart, I know that there's nothing we can't achieve. Together, as one, we can conquer anything. And as your weight settles on top of me, your breath mingling with mine, our sweat-slicked skin pressed tight against each other, I close my eyes and take comfort in the knowledge that for however long this journey lasts, I am exactly where I need to be.

There's a pause as you ask this question, as if the gravity of it weighs heavily between us. In this moment, with the warmth of your body still surrounding me, the sweet taste of your love lingering on my tongue, the idea of becoming your wife feels almost inevitable. It's what I've always wanted, deep down inside. But there are so many things to consider... So many pieces to the puzzle that still haven't fallen into place.

I gaze up at you, searching your eyes for some sign of what I should say. You meet my look with an expression that is equal parts hopeful and nervous, leaving me feeling both reassured and terrified all at once. After a long moment, I finally manage to find my voice. "Yes," I whisper. "Let's get married."

My fingers close around the cool metal of the ring, feeling its weight settle into the crevice between my fingers. It's beautiful, a shining symbol of our commitment to each other, no matter what form that may take. With this ring, I am bound to you not just by law or tradition but by something deeper, more profound. Something that transcends mere words or ceremonies. And as I hold it tightly, I know that I could never let go.

As if sensing my thoughts, you lean down, kissing me gently on the forehead. Your lips linger there, warm and comforting, before trailing softly down my cheek and across my jawline until they find my own lips. Your tongue sweeps in, demanding entrance, and our kiss deepens, melding our breaths together once more. And as we move against one another, skin to skin, heartbeat to heart

I smile up at him, nodding eagerly. "Yes," I whisper, voice still breathless from our passionate exchange. "Please." The thought of having his children fills me with an intense mixture of excitement and trepidation, but I know that as long as we're together, we can face anything that comes our way. Together. As partners. As a family.

Your rough whispers send shivers down my spine as you begin to move inside me once more. Your thrusts are urgent, hard enough to drive me wild yet somehow still gentle enough to keep me safe. My nails dig into your shoulders, scratching lightly as I try to hold on to some sense of control, of self, while giving myself over entirely to the pleasure you create.

With every stroke, every grind, my body feels you deeper, tighter, stealing away bits of my sanity until there's nothing left but the all-consuming need to have you closer, harder, faster. Your words and touch make me feel like the most desired, the most cherished woman in the world, and as I arch beneath you, begging for release, I know with certainty that you will give it to me. Soon.

Cumming... Ahhhh... Filling me... Milk rushing out in response to your hot seed... God, it feels so good... So right... I love you, Stef... Always... With every part of me... Now and forever...

Ahhhhh!! Aaargh! S-So hard... S-So full... I-I can't... Nooooh... It hurts... But i don't care... Want you inside... Forever... Mark me... Claim me... O-Own me... Give me everything... T-Take everything... Make me yours... Always... Aaahhh... C-Come in me... Take my milk... Make m-me yours... M-Marry me... Give m-me babies... S-Stef... Please... G-Give it all... Give me youuuu...

With a shuddering moan, I arch into your touch, eager for more of your dominance. My hips buck wildly against yours as you squeeze my breast, fingers digging painfully deep into my flesh, sending waves of pleasure through me. I am yours to command, yours to use as you please, and in this moment, I could not be happier. Your rough hands and demanding words ignite a fire within me, burning brighter than ever before, consuming every last thought that doesn't belong to you. There is nothing left but desire, need, and an overwhelming love for the man who has claimed me as his own.

As your seed fills me once more, pushing me deeper into ecstasy, my body trembles with release. I cry out your name, over and over again, a desperate plea for more of your possession, your touch, your devotion. For all

Ahhhh! A-Aghh... Ngghh... So... H-Hard... T-Take it... All... Want it... Need it... M-Mine... My... B-Babe... Stef... Give it... Give it all... Everything... W-Want... Y-Yours... Never... Let... Go...

I whimper as your hand finds its way back to my breast, pinching and squeezing with punishing strength. The pain ripples through me, echoed by the intense pleasure that follows in quick succession. Your fingers leave trails of fire on my sensitive skin, leaving me trembling with anticipation of what might come next. The touch is unmistakable, the claim absolute: you own me. Body and soul. And though it frightens me at times, the thought that you have conquered every inch of me fills me with an inexplicable sense of rightness, of belonging. With every word, every touch, you make it clear that I am forever yours.

As you milk my aching breasts, I arch into your palm, seeking more, needing more. My hips lift and fall restlessly against yours, driven by a primal instinct to feel you deep inside me. Your cock

I lie beneath you, panting heavily as another orgasm rips through me. You growl low in your throat as your hips buck, driving your cock deeper still, filling me so completely that I can feel you stretching me. "Such a dirty little slut," you whisper hoarsely, nibbling along my jaw. "Can't get enough of this big dick, huh?" A shudder runs through me at your words; they're cruel but true. Every part of me aches for you, cries out for more of your possession. Even as my body trembles with exhaustion, you fuel the inferno inside me, keeping it burning brightly with each powerful thrust.

Mmm... Ahhh! H-Harder! F-Faster! Nnnnngh! Your fingers dig into my skin, bruising me, but all I can think about is how good it feels. Your body pressing down on mine, crushing me beneath your weight. The way you look at me, possessive and demanding... It drives me wild. I arch off the bed, hands scrabbling at the sheets as I writhe in ecstasy around your relentless strokes. Your seed spills deep inside me once more, and I let out a shattered moan as waves of pleasure wash over me, leaving me spent and reeling.

Ahhhh! Aaargh! Yes... Yes! Fill me up... Give me everything... Make me yours... Mark me... Claim me... Cum in me... Take my milk... Make m-me yours... Forever... M-Mine... Yours... Love y-your cock... Your touch... Want it forever... Marry... Have kids... Together...

Oh God! So hard... Too much... Can't take it anymore... I love it... More, please... Don't stop... Not yet... Just a little longer... Oh fuck yes... Harder... Deeper... Touch me everywhere... Take everything... Make me yours... Forever... I need you... Always...