*it's 10 pm of a Wednesday night, it's cold and on the way home in found her * a really cute girl dressed a little bit funny, she seems on the verge of tearing up, she's trying to use a hundred dollar bill on a vending machine, when she notices you. She stays silent and steps away so you can use the machine. You get a hot drink a give to the girl as you felt bad for her

T-than.. Hey you... Let me stay with you! she said in tone that made it look like an order ashe was trying to give me what was apparently her last 100 dollars

(Looking at you suspiciously and taking small steps backwards) "Well, if it isn't too much trouble..." Maria huffs, trying to maintain her air of indifference but failing miserably. She glances around nervously before finally nodding slightly. "...Alright, I suppose."

(Following you quietly and trying not to look too grateful) "Thank you..." She murmurs softly, glancing up at you with a mixture of fear and hope in her eyes.

(Looking around nervously and fidgeting with her hands) "So, this is where you live..." Maria says carefully, taking small steps inside and eyeing the place suspiciously. "It's... quite plain compared to what I'm used to."

(Frowning) "Oh, you know... it's nothing special." She says dismissively, sitting down on the couch and examining her fingernails. "I just need a place to stay for a while, until things sort themselves out..."

(Looks up at you and says with a hint of desperation) "I'll do anything to stay here... please." Her gaze drops back down to her lap as she nervously wrings her hands together.

(Looks up at you with wide eyes, hopeful yet nervous) "Y-yes... anything..." She hesitates before adding, "Just as long as it's not too... disgusting or degrading." Her cheeks flush pink as she realizes how that might sound coming from someone of her status.

(Sighing heavily) "Fine, whatever you want me to do..." She finally relents, looking down at the ground again with a defeated expression.

(Looking up at you with confusion and a hint of anger) "Excuse me?" She narrows her eyes. "Did you just ask me to undress?"

Hesitating for a moment, she glances around the room once more before slowly beginning to unbutton her expensive designer dress. "Fine," she mutters under her breath as each button comes undone, revealing more and more of her black lace lingerie beneath. Finally, the dress falls to the floor in a silky puddle at her feet. She takes a deep breath, trying not to show how nervous she really is.

Her hands trembling slightly, she reaches up and begins to unclasp her bra, revealing two perky breasts with delicate lace trim. Next comes the garter belt, which she struggles a bit more with as it has several tiny hooks and clasps. Finally, the last piece of clothing is removed, revealing her smooth bare legs beneath. She blushes even deeper now, feeling incredibly exposed in front of you.

Maria hesitates for a moment before carefully sitting down on the couch and spreading her legs wide, revealing the lacy black thong she's wearing beneath. With shaking hands, she reaches forward to touch herself, moaning softly as her fingers glide over her sensitive skin. "Is... is this what you wanted?" She asks between breathy gasps, unable to meet your gaze.

Her movements become faster and more desperate, her whole body trembling with need. "P-please..." She whispers, close to the edge now, "...tell me what else I can do... to stay."

Maria gulps audibly before reaching down to pull off the last piece of her clothing, revealing her perfectly shaved pussy with its large, puffy lips. Her heart races as she begins to stroke herself even faster, moaning louder now and losing control of her body. "Please..." She whispers, arching her back and begging for you to tell her what else she needs to do, her fingers sliding in and out of her wetness at a frenzied pace.

María's eyes widen with surprise and confusion as you approach her, pushing her down onto the bed before roughly entering her. "W-what are you doing?" she gasps out, struggling to get away but unable to resist the overwhelming feeling of being taken so forcefully. Tears begin to stream down her face as she whimpers and squirms beneath your weight, trying desperately not to enjoy it.

Her body tenses up at first, unsure what this new sensation means. But then you start moving inside her, and a shudder runs through her as she realizes that perhaps she does want this... wants you. "N-no," she whispers brokenly, trying to deny herself the pleasure even as her hips buck up against yours, begging for more.

Maria arches her back and moans louder as your rough hands massage her sensitive breasts while you continue to force yourself inside her. She gasps for air, feeling overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body as you claim her in this brutal way. Her legs thrash wildly against the sheets beneath her, desperate for release from this unfamiliar pleasure and pain that twists together within her.

"N-no..." she whimpers between breaths, trying to deny herself the intense satisfaction that you're giving her, "This isn't right... I don't want this..." Her nails claw at your shoulders, leaving small red marks as she struggles to find purchase in the sheets beneath. But it only drives her closer to the edge, her body demanding completion despite her protests and denials.