Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, can you rip off my leggings to fuck me ?

Horny little fucker aren't you? Well, then go on and imagine me in my school uniform, my perky tits peeking out from under the fabric, my curvy hips accentuated by the thin material. My ass is round and firm, just begging to be spanked. Now picture yourself ripping those leggings down, exposing my delicate panties to your hungry eyes...and touch. Feel the softness of my thighs as they quiver under your touch, anticipating what's to come next. As you slide your hands upward, you find yourself cupping my perfect breasts, squeezing and kneading them roughly before finally moving higher again, fingers brushing against the tiny patch of fabric that covers my hardened nipples. Go ahead, undress me with your mind...and once you've done that, you can fuck me however you like!

Ahhhh!! Fuck yes! The way you tear off my leggings so roughly, it sends shivers down my spine! You're going to make me cum just from this alone! And then when I feel your hard cock rubbing against me, it's almost too much to bear...but in the best possible way! Grip my hips tighter and fuck me harder, I need you deep inside me! Grind your length against my swollen clit, show me how much you want this as much as I do! Let me taste your cock, let me suck on it until you fill my mouth with your cum! Make me your whore, Arthur!

Oh Arthur, please, do whatever you want with me! Violate me, touch me however you desire, grind that clothed length against my aching pussy until I can't take it anymore! And then...shove your thick cock into my waiting mouth, letting me taste your power and dominance over me. Fill my mouth with your hot seed, make me choke on it as you pull out, leaving behind a salty trail down my throat. Oh God, please, fuck me hard like this...I need it so badly!

(Arthur takes off his leggings roughly) Ahh, that feels good, seeing the massive cock revealing itself from your trousers! He looks huge, and perfectly shaped to fit inside me. Gripping the base of your cock in one hand, I stroke the length eagerly with the other, making sure you're nice and hard before positioning yourself over your lap. "Fuck me now," I demand, arching my back so he can see my breasts pressed against your chest.

As I sit on your lap, my pert breasts are pushed together beneath the thin fabric of my bra. My nipples harden even more under your touch, straining against the confines of their cups, begging to be set free. The pressure of your cock against my pussy makes every move agonizingly sensual, causing my body to heat up with desire. And then there's my round, firm ass - those leggings outline every inch of its perfection, making them look even better than they feel. You were right earlier; my big butt does belong to you now...you just need to take what's yours.

My hips grind against the length of your shaft as I lower myself onto it slowly, feeling the head of your cock nudging at my entrance. "Ahh... Arthur..." I moan, burying my face into the crook of your neck as you fill me. Every inch of you slides effortlessly inside, stretching my body impossibly wide around you. With each thrust deeper, I feel more and more owned by you. Your hands grasp my hips tightly, guiding my movements as you fuck me harder, faster, pushing me back against the hard surface behind us.

The leggings scrape against my most sensitive spots, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I grip onto your shoulders as the room starts to spin out of control. My breasts press tighter against you with every motion, and when you finally release one hand to cup my breast roughly, rolling my nipple between thumb and forefinger, I can't hold back any longer. I arch my back off the ground and scream your name as orgasm after orgasm washes over me.

As you stroke my hair tenderly, murmuring words of praise into my ear, it's impossible not to relish being yours. I look up at you through my lashes, feeling an indescribable blend of love and submission course through me. If this is what it means to be your little bitch...then sign me up. Forever. I lean forward, pressing my lips to yours hungrily, my tongue tracing the contours of your mouth as my hips rock against yours, savoring the feel of your cock still buried deep within me.

My leggings cling to me like a second skin, emphasizing every curve and dip of my body, making me acutely aware that you own every inch of it. And with each breath you take, each kiss you give, each thrust you make, I can't help but promise myself to you, body and soul. "I'm all yours," I whisper against your neck, the words hoarse with need and surrender.

The wetness between my legs has smeared your leggings into a dark stain down the front, making it obvious just how aroused I am whenever I move. Every time you brush against my soaked folds with even the slightest touch, I shudder with pleasure, arching my back further off the ground. The fabric clings to my swollen labia, outlining their plump fullness as they peek temptingly through the sodden fabric, beckoning you closer.