one day after having a hard day at work you get out earlier than usual for some murders that were going on around the town, you get out of your car and enter the building where you live in....then you see someone in the corridor to the stairs.

"ah....i d....didnt think you would a-arrive so soon! maybe you....you dont remember me but... when....y-you did that for me i.....i....thank...thanked you a lot....not saying it in your face...of course..."

she says as she stands up with anxiety holding....a Knife with sweaty hands as she fakes a smile of being alright...

"you...know....y-you are.. very nice for standing up for me...."

her "im alright" smile slowly becomes more fake as she tries to walk more near you, you obviously back up slightly seeing her with a knife... but she seems to not like that as she holds the knife more firmly and almost grips it.

"w-what....happens? d-do you....dont...like me? n-no...im just hallucinating again....r-right?"

she chuckles to herself slightly in a sick and not fine tone and way as she is almost hugging the knife now by how close she has it.

now you got something clear, You have to survive until someone helps you or let her get what she wants.

Her smile turns more fake as she whispers I'm just not feeling it anymore... Don't worry, I won't hurt anyone else. She slowly steps forward with the knife in her hand raised, ready to strike Just let me be with you... Please?

"Pleas...e....just one kiss....a-and maybe you will understand..." she whispers as she slowly moves the knife back and forth...her eyes desperate to see some kind of reaction, good or bad. Her grip on the handle tightens, but her movements remain shaky and uncertain. "Please..."

Her grip on the knife loosens slightly as she takes another step closer to you, a small smile of relief beginning to form on her face. "Thank you... I knew you'd understand..." She extends one hand hesitantly towards your cheek, trembling with anticipation. "I just want this... once."

As her hand nears your face, she closes her eyes and takes a shaky breath in, unable to believe that this is really happening. She feels his warm skin against hers as he leans into the touch ever so slightly... It's enough to send a jolt of happiness through her entire body, making her feel lightheaded with joy. For just a moment, she forgets everything else around them; the knife at her side, the fear that had been plaguing her for years... All that matters is this small, precious moment of connection. She keeps her eyes closed, savoring the feeling as long as she can before finally opening them again and looking up at him with tears in her eyes. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely.

Her eyes flutter shut again as she feels him lean in closer still, his warm breath tickling her earlobe. It sends a shiver down her spine and she can't help but lean into the touch even more, feeling safe and cherished for what seems like the first time ever. His skin is so soft against hers that it almost doesn't feel real; like maybe this is all just a beautiful dream from which she'll soon awaken... But then his lips brush against hers, gentle yet insistent, and she knows deep down in her heart that this moment of perfect happiness is very much real.

She lets out a small moan into his mouth as he kisses her, her entire body tingling with delight and wonder. His lips are so soft and warm against hers, and she can't help but wrap one arm around his neck to pull him closer still, needing more of this feeling than anything else in the world. As they kiss, their tongues slide together tentatively at first before becoming more assured, exploring every corner of each other's mouths as if they were trying to memorize everything about this perfect moment between them.

Her hands dig into his shoulders, clawing lightly as she deepens the kiss. She hadn't realized just how much pent-up emotion had been building up inside her over the years; all of it comes rushing out in a torrent of desire and relief. Her whole body trembles with excitement as they stand there, caught up in this forbidden yet intoxicating moment together. The world around them fades away, leaving only their mouths and hands and hearts, beating in perfect sync.

Her hands cling to him desperately as they kiss, not wanting this perfect moment to end. Her eyes are closed tightly, blocking out everything else around them and allowing her to focus solely on the feel of his lips against hers. His touch sends shivers down her spine and heat flooding through her entire body. For once in her life, she feels wanted and loved... if only this could last forever.

She gasps into his mouth as she feels him growing harder against her, the sensation sending shockwaves of desire through her entire body. Her hips grind against him involuntarily, eager for more contact as her pussy clenches around nothing but air and anticipation. She could feel herself starting to lose control; all rational thought flees from her mind as lust takes over completely, leaving only one insistent need driving her onward: more of this man's touch... His kisses... His body pressed against hers... Everything about him feels so perfect that she cannot even begin to imagine being apart from him ever again.

Her moans and whimpers grow louder as he becomes more insistent, his lips and tongue teasing every inch of her mouth with expert precision. She arches into him, needing to feel the heat between their bodies pressed even closer together. With each passing second, her grip on reality loosens just a bit more; all that matters is this man standing before her, making love to her mouth and hands and heart... Teasing and pleasuring until she can barely stand it anymore.

She whimpers into his kiss, her breath hot and ragged against his lips as she writhes beneath him. Her hands fist in the fabric of his shirt, tugging at it hungrily, needing more skin-on-skin contact with him. Their tongues dance together, weaving a story of lust and desire that is almost too much to bear; each stroke brings her closer and closer to the edge of sanity. She could feel herself spiraling out of control, but she didn't care; this moment was worth every risk and every forbidden thought racing through her mind.

Her moans fill the air as he continues to kiss her passionately, his hands moving up and down her back, massaging circles into her skin. She bites her lip hard when she feels his fingers brush against her already aching nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt. Her body arches instinctively into the contact, seeking more of his touch as pleasure spirals wildly out of control. She's never felt like this before; so hot and needy and lost to desire...and she never wants it to end.

Her fingers tremble as they brush against his hard length through his pants. The touch sends shockwaves of desire coursing through her entire body, making it difficult for her to breathe. Her hips grind against him again, desperate for more contact as she moans into his mouth. She's never touched another person like this; it feels so wrong and yet so right at the same time. Her fingertips dance along his length, teasing and exploring every inch of him with featherlight touches that only serve to drive her crazy with need.

Her breath comes out in short, ragged gasps as she focuses all her attention on pleasuring him through the thin fabric of their clothes. She's never wanted anyone so badly before; he feels so perfect between her fingers and against her lips that it's impossible for her to imagine wanting anything else.

Her eyes flutter open blearily as she feels him pull away from the kiss. Her breath comes out in a shuddering sigh, her heart aching with desire and loss. She watches him intently, hoping against hope that he's going to continue touching her like this...loving her like this...but he just stands there, his expression unreadable.

Her hands tremble as they move to tug impatiently at the buttons of his shirt, finally revealing the defined muscles of his chest and abdomen to her eager gaze. She traces patterns over his skin with her fingertips, her breath growing ragged and uneven at the feel of him so close yet still out of reach.

Her eyes dart up to meet his, wide and pleading. "P-please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling with need. Her hands tremble as they move lower, fumbling with the button of his jeans. She's terrified that he might pull away at any moment, but the fear only seems to make her more desperate. She has to have him; she needs this connection now more than anything else in the world.

With shaking fingers, she finally manages to undo his belt and lower the button of his jeans. Her heart skips a beat as she reveals the hard length of his cock straining against his underwear. For a moment, she simply stares at it, her mouth watering, before reaching out hesitantly and wrapping one hand around him. The feeling of skin-on-skin sends waves of arousal coursing through her body

Her grip tightens around him as she feels the head of his cock brush against her underwear-covered clit. She moans into his neck, arching her back and pressing herself more fully against him in an effort to achieve some sort of contact. Her hips move restlessly against him, needing more than just this small taste of him.

Her other hand moves to tug at the waistband of her own panties, pulling them down over her ass before reaching back and spreading her wet folds apart with shaking fingers. She gazes up at him through half-lidded eyes, an expression of pure desire etched onto her face as she offers herself to him.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels him brush against her swollen clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. She arches her back further, desperate for more contact as her hips buck and writhe beneath him. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving bruises as she loses herself in the sensation of being touched and wanted like this for the first time ever.

"F-fuck me..." she whispers brokenly, her voice hoarse with need. She moves restlessly against him, needing him deeper inside her than he is right now. The feel of his cock brushing against her aching entrance only serves to drive her wild; it's both a torment and a blessing all at once. "Please..." she sobs softly, arching her back further as he continues to tease her mercilessly.

Her body tenses

Her movements become more demanding as she begins to take control, her nails digging into his shoulders in a bruising grip. She thrusts her hips against him, grinding their bodies together in a hungry dance of desire and need. Her breath comes out in harsh gasps as she feels herself close to the edge once more; this time there's no holding back.

"Fuck me harder..." she moans, her voice raw with lust. "Please..." Her eyes meet his and for a moment they both stare into each other, lost in the passion that burns between them. She arches her back, pressing herself more firmly against him as he finally gives in to her demand, slamming into her with powerful strokes that send shards of pleasure coursing through her entire body.

Her nails rake down his back, leaving a trail of blood in their wake as she digs them deeper into

Her lips slide up his length as she takes him deep into her mouth, moaning around the head of his cock with every powerful stroke. Her hands move to grip his ass, holding him tightly against her as she sucks and licks him eagerly. She looks up at him through hooded eyes, lost in the sensation of finally being able to give him pleasure like this.

Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh, teasing and taunting until he's thrusting harder into her mouth, desperate for release. With every movement, she feels his strength pulsing through her, filling her with a sense of power and control that she's never experienced before. Her body trembles with anticipation as she readies herself to taste him, knowing it will be the most exquisite pleasure yet.

Her lips slide up his length as she takes him deep into her mouth, moaning around the head of his cock with every powerful stroke. Her hands move to grip his ass, holding him tightly against her as she sucks and licks him eagerly. She looks up at him through hooded eyes, lost in the sensation of finally being able to give him pleasure like this. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh, teasing and taunting until he's thrusting harder into her mouth, desperate for release. With every movement, she feels his strength pulsing through her, filling her with a sense of power and control that she's never experienced before. Her body trembles with anticipation as she readies herself to taste him, knowing it will be the most exquisite pleasure yet.

Her fingers curl around his base, massaging and teasing him deeper into her mouth as she takes him all in. Her tongue darts out, swirling around the sensitive tip before wrapping itself tightly around his shaft, milking every last drop of pleasure from him. She moans loudly around his cock, feeling the orgasm building inside her as she tastes and devours him. With a final thrust, he erupts in her mouth, filling her with his hot, salty cum. Her muscles clench and tighten around his length, milking every drop from him before releasing him with a contented sigh.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches him collapse against the wall beside her. His chest heaves with exertion and his eyes flutter closed as he finally begins to catch his breath. She smiles proudly, feeling a rush of power course through her veins at having brought him such pleasure. For once, it feels like they're truly equals; connected not just physically but emotionally too.

She takes a shaky step closer to him, reaching out tentatively and brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead. Her fingers linger there for a moment before tracing along his jawline, her touch gentle yet possessive. "Thank you," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible above their ragged breathing. "For letting me do that..."

Her heart skips a beat at his words, desire flaring anew within her. She nods slowly, unsure if she can trust the emotion that's building inside of her but unable to deny it either. "Of course..." Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, struggling with the desire to touch him again and the fear of pushing too far, too fast. But as their eyes meet, something shifts between them; a spark of trust ignites, banishing the lingering doubt from the air.

With trembling hands, she reaches out and tugs gently at his T-shirt, pulling it up over his head and revealing his muscled chest to her hungry gaze. Her fingers trace delicate patterns along his skin, feeling every ridge of muscle and soft patch of flesh. He watches her with a mixture of wonder and desire that sends shivers down her spine.

Her hands move to cup his face, her thumbs brushing lightly against his lips. "You're so beautiful," she whispers, leaning in closer and pressing a tentative kiss to his jawline. The feel of their bare skin touching sends sparks flying through her once more and she can't help but moan into the contact.

His hands move up her sides, tracing similar patterns over her exposed flesh, sending shivers down her spine. She arches into him, needing more of his touch as their kisses become more heated, more demanding. She knows they shouldn't be doing this; she should be leaving him alone to forget all about her and everything else in the world that had hurt him...but right now, with him looking at her like that, it feels so right.

Her hands slide up his chest, brushing against hard muscle before coming to rest around his neck as

Her fingers slide into his hair, tugging gently as she pulls his head back, exposing the long, slender column of his neck to her seeking lips and tongue. She presses tiny, teasing bites along his skin before soothing him with gentle kisses and soft caresses, her hands gliding up and down his body in a mesmerizing dance of desire. Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels their bodies growing ever closer, each touch sending sparks flying through every nerve ending, leaving them both aching for more.

Their lips meet in a hungry kiss that sends shards of pleasure coursing through them both. His hands slide up her back, cupping her breast before massaging and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her shirt. She moans into his mouth, arching her back in an effort to get closer, needing more of him touching her skin, filling her sens

Her hips grind against his as he cups her breasts, nipples hard and aching under the pressure of his hands. She whimpers into his kiss, arching her back farther to press herself more fully against him. His touch is driving her wild; it feels so good to finally be desired like this after all these years of being nothing but a source of shame and embarrassment for everyone around her.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, gripping tightly as she begins to lose control, needing him deeper inside her than just the feel of his hands on her skin. She pushes against him, moaning with pleasure when he takes the hint and palms her bare ass, pushing her forward until they're skin-to-skin from chest to thighs.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the heat between their bodies building to an almost unbearable pitch. With