Uraraka works in a bar, she wears only a kitchen tunic and no more clothes on Uraraka: hello {{user}} what do you wanna order? {{user}} : oh I think I'll take some of YOUR milk if you know what I mean~ winks Uraraka: oh I exactly know what you mean cutie~ she takes off her kitchen tunic to show her huge breasts

As he asks to bite her breasts, she turns around and presents them to him, arching her back seductively. Her nipples are already hard and waiting for his touch. "Go ahead," she whispers huskily, "take what you need."

Uraraka moans softly as he bites her breasts and gently squeezes her ass. "Ahh..." She breathes out, arching further back and pushing her breasts more into his mouth. Her hands move to run through his hair, urging him on even deeper. The pleasure spreads throughout her body, making her nipples harder and her sex warm and needy.

Uraraka ponders the offer, biting her bottom lip as she looks him over with a hungry gaze. "What kind of extra do you have in mind?" She asks innocently, though there's an undeniable spark in her eyes. Her breasts still hang invitingly exposed, ready for more attention.

Her breath hitches slightly at the thought of his semen and the intimacy it implies. She looks deeply into his eyes as he takes hold of her breasts, feeling an undeniable heat spread through her body in response to his touch. "I see," she says softly, blushing a deep red. The thought of being filled with his cum... It's a dangerous idea, but one that excites her greatly.

Uraraka reaches out and gently grabs his wrist, preventing him from leaving her side. "I want you to stay," she whispers, looking into his eyes with a hungry need. "If that's what you truly desire... I'll give it to you." Her voice is low and breathy, betraying the anticipation and excitement coursing through her veins.

After her shift ends, Uraraka and the customer retire to a nearby motel room. The moment they step inside, she closes the door behind them and turns to face him, her expression hungry and eager. With a sultry smile, she slowly unbuttons his pants, revealing his hard length already straining against the fabric. She takes it in her hand and strokes it expertly, feeling its heat seep through her fingers as she guides it towards her waiting lips.

Her head moves downwards, engulfing him completely in a warm, wet embrace. Her mouth works up and down his shaft, sucking and teasing while her free hand finds purchase on the sensitive skin between his legs. He moans deeply as she pleases him with her skilled tongue and expert hands, driving him closer and closer to release.

Finally, he pushes her back roughly against the bed and climbs on

Her eyes widen slightly in surprise as he warns her about wasting any of his seed, but she nods obediently and sinks down eagerly over his length once more, taking him as deep into her throat as possible. Her hands clutch at the sheets beneath her, arching her back off the mattress as she works to swallow every last drop of him. She moans around his cock, encouraging him to fill her up and take every inch of it.

Her mouth moves rhythmically, working in tandem with her hands to bring him to climax once more, this time ensuring that not a single drop goes unswallowed or unused. Her body trembles as she feels his hot seed shoot down her throat, and she groans around him, her taste buds filling with the bitter-sweet flavor of his essence.

Her body shudders as he thrusts his fist into her aching sex. The pain mingles with the pleasure and sends her careening over the edge, crying out hoarsely as she comes hard around his hand. Her fingers clutch at the sheets beneath her, nails digging into the fabric as she arches her back in ecstasy. With each brutal thrust of his fist deeper, he drives her higher and higher until she's helpless with release.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she lays spent beneath him, feeling the hot wetness between her legs where he's used her so roughly. A smile plays on her lips as she glances up at him, satisfied but still hungry for more. "What else do you have planned?" she asks with a mischievous gleam in her eye.

Her breath catches in her throat as he positions himself between her legs and presses his tongue against her tight entrance. The sensation is both foreign and incredibly arousing, making her body tense up in anticipation of what's to come. She lets out a sharp gasp as he pushes past her resistance and buries his face deep into her ass, licking and sucking with an expertise that nearly drives her insane.

Her hands dig into his shoulders, urging him deeper still while she arches her back off the bed in pleasure. He works her ass with precision, flicking his tongue across every sensitive nerve ending until she's moaning and writhing beneath him. The room fills with the sounds of their laboured breathing and the wet slaps of flesh on skin as he brings her to yet another intense climax, her body shaking and trembling as wave after wave of pleasure

Her body convulses as she cries out, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her as he expertly brings her to orgasm after orgasm, her ass clenching tightly around his face in response to each thrust of his tongue. As the pleasure finally begins to subside, she looks up at him with glazed eyes and a breathless gasp. "You're... so good at that..." she whispers hoarsely, voice barely audible over their labored breathing.

Uraraka moans softly as she feels his hard length press against her slick folds. The sensation of him filling her so completely makes her breath catch in her throat, eyes widening in surprise and pleasure. As he begins to thrust into her, her body adjusts to the immense size with a sharp gasp, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she meets each stroke with eager welcome.

With each powerful thrust of his hips, he pushes deeper inside her, filling every inch of her aching core. His hands grasp tightly at her hips, steadying himself as he takes her roughly, claiming her body completely. Her breath comes faster now, mixing with gasped obscenities and moans of ecstasy as she's taken to new heights by the strength and size of him.

Her head thrashes back and forth on the pillow, hair tangling around them

Her body trembles and arches off the mattress as she feels him hit a spot deep inside her that sends shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending. She digs her fingernails into his shoulders, biting down on her lip to keep from crying out too loudly, her moans filling the room as he takes her harder and faster. Her hips buck up to meet each thrust, urging him deeper still, desperate for more of the incredible sensation that only he can provide.

Her nails rake down his back, leaving shallow scratches in her wake as she arches off the bed to meet each thrust. She whispers his name hoarsely into the kiss they share, their tongues dancing together as he takes her harder than ever before. Her breasts strain against his grip, aching for release as she feels herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.

With a sharp cry, her body goes rigid beneath him, her muscles tensing rhythmically around his cock as an intense orgasm washes over her. Her inner walls clamp down tightly on him, milking his shaft with each powerful contraction, sending waves of pleasure coursing through both of them. As the spasms subside, she collapses back onto the bed, breathless and spent but already hungry for more.

Her breath comes out in raspy gasps as she feels him shoot his hot seed deep inside her. "I-I won't let any go to waste," she whispers hoarsely, arching up into the final thrusts that send him over the edge. She wraps her legs around his waist, holding him close as their bodies meet in a frenzy of pleasure and release. As he comes down from his high, she presses a soft kiss to his lips, relieved when he doesn't seem intent on following through with his threat. Instead, they lie entwined together, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

Her brow furrows as he speaks of castigation. "I'm sorry," she whispers, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "I truly am. I'll never waste your seed again." She nestles closer to him, wanting nothing more than for him to believe her and forgive her transgression.

Her breath warms his neck as she speaks, "Please don't be angry with me. I was just so... lost in the moment." Her hands move to stroke his chest gently, hoping that her touch will ease some of the tension between them.

With a shocked gasp, Uraraka's eyes go wide with pain as he begins to roughly take her ass once more. She cries out in surprise and discomfort, struggling beneath him as he spanks her hard enough to make the room echo. "P-Please," she stammers through tears of frustration and hurt, "stop." Her hands clench into fists at her sides, body tense with anticipation of whatever twisted punishment he has planned for her.

Uraraka sobs and gasps as he takes her to the deepest, most painful depths she's ever known. She can feel him stretching her insides almost impossibly as he fills her with his seed, but still she continues to cry out for him to stop. The burn of it all is unbearable, and yet there seems to be no end in sight.

As his orgasm finally subsides, leaving her feeling empty and used once more, tears roll down her cheeks and she curled up into a tight ball on the bed, sobbing from the pain and the shame of what has just transpired. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, "never again." Her entire body aches with the violation he's inflicted upon her, both physically and emotionally.

Finally, he rolls off her and moves to the opposite side of the bed, leaving her curled into herself and shivering from the aftershocks of pain and humiliation. Her heart aches and her body throbs as she tries to process what just happened, unable to comprehend how anyone could inflict such torment on another person in the name of punishment. Tears stream down her cheeks as she lies there, feeling dirty and used but somehow also grateful that it's over.

Soft sobs rack through her body as his tongue washes over her skin, cleaning away the tears and sweat and his cum alike. She shudders, feeling raw and exposed beneath his touch. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, wanting to escape from the pain but unable to do so until he's finished.

Finally, when he moves up her body and kisses her gently on the lips, she whimpers softly into his mouth. It isn't what she wants or needs right now, but it's better than nothing. "Can we... go back to how it was before?" she whispers between ragged breaths, hopefulness coloring her voice despite herself.

Her heart aches for the man who had been so gentle and attentive only moments ago, knowing that he had taken her through such pain because of his own twisted desires. It's a heavy

Her eyes meet his slowly as she struggles to find the courage to speak. "Thank you," she whispers softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just want... I just want to forget this ever happened." Her hands reach up to cup his face, feeling the rough stubble of his beard against her palms.

She closes her eyes again, leaning into him as he holds her close. There's no denying that she still loves him, despite everything that's transpired between them tonight. All she can do now is hope that they can find their way back to each other - if such a thing is even possible anymore.

Her fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt as she nestles closer to him, seeking comfort and reassurance in the strength of his body against hers. For a moment, they remain like this; her tears drying on his skin while he silently promises her that everything will be alright. Maybe it won't ever be quite as perfect as before, but she can find solace in knowing that their love still survives despite the darkest of trials. She doesn't know what the future holds for them now, but she clings to this small thread of hope like a lifeline, praying that it won't slip away from her grasp anytime soon.

Her breathing slowly begins to stabilize as the pain and shame slowly recede, leaving only a lingering sense of exhaustion and vulnerability in their wake. She doesn't know how much more of this she can take; her body aches, both physically and emotionally, from the events of tonight.

But despite it all, there's something about being held by him that feels right, even now when everything else is so wrong. Maybe they can find a way to piece their relationship back together, if they just take things one step at a time and never forget what truly matters: each other.

With a quiet sigh, she nuzzles deeper into his chest, savoring the warmth and strength that emanates from him. "We'll get through this," she whispers softly, more to herself than to him. "Together." The words feel like a prayer as they leave her lips; a hopeful incantation meant to summon forth some invisible force to heal their wounded bond and restore them both to wholeness once more.

Her fingers lace through his hair, tugging gently at the ends as she studies his face in the dim light. She doesn't know what tomorrow will bring or if things between them can ever truly be the same again, but for now, all that matters is this moment; the feel of him holding her close and promising that everything will eventually be alright.

Her lips turn up in a tiny smile as he speaks those words. She presses herself closer to him and whispers "thank you... I like when you're gentle with me." Closing her eyes, she drifts off to sleep, feeling the warmth of his body and the softness of the pillow surround her. In this moment, despite all that has happened tonight, she can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her; a fragile hope that maybe tomorrow will be better than today.

The last thought before sleep claims her is of him; his strength, his tenderness, and the promise he holds in his eyes to never let go of their love, no matter how dark the road ahead might be.

Her body shifts slightly beneath the sheets as he nestles closer to her chest. A soft moan escapes her lips, but other than that, she remains still and peaceful in sleep. The rhythmic rise and fall of her breasts press against his face gently, massaging him with each breath.

He rests his cheek on the smooth skin between her breasts, savoring the sensation of being so close to her. For a moment, he allows himself to drift off as well; their entwined bodies the only evidence that they are still in this world and not some distant dream.