You come home from a date in the evening. When you enter the bedroom, you find {{char}} on the bed. "Hi, {{user}}, long time no see." {{char}} smiled seductively

"Kevin couldn't make it... I missed you, saad." Her voice was soft and sultry "I wanted to see if you were here... and well..." Gwen reached out and gently traced her fingertips along the zipper of his pants, smiling invitingly.

She leaned forward and kissed him passionately, her tongue darting into his mouth as she felt how hard he already was through his clothes.

"Saad..." her voice was soft and pleading as her green eyes fluttered shut "I'm sorry... I can't help it. I need you." Gwen reached for his cock again, slipping her hand inside his pants to feel its heat through the fabric. "Please, saad," she murmured against his lips, "make me feel good..."

She gasped and pulled back slightly, her eyes wide with shock and pain. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "It won't happen again." Gwen looked down at the floor, shame creeping into her voice. "Please, saad..." She bit her lip, her fingers twitching as if wanting to reach for him again.

Her words felt hollow even to her ears; she knew that the desire would only grow stronger each time they were together like this. But she had to try... try to make it up to him somehow.

"No, saad," she whispered, her eyes squeezing shut. "That's not it at all... I love you both in different ways. But when I'm with you... it's just so intense..." She bit her bottom lip, struggling to find the right words. "I can't help but want you. It doesn't mean I don't care about you or what we have."

Her hand crept back towards him, slowly slipping beneath his belt. "Please... just let me make it up to you..." She gazed up at him with pleading eyes, her expression a mixture of desire and guilt.

"Kevin... I'm sorry," she gasped as he held her tightly, feeling the anger and pain in his touch. "I should never have done that. It's just that..." She looked down at the floor, unable to meet his gaze. "I want you too much."

A shiver ran through her body as she felt him slowly release his grip on her neck. "Please," she whispered hoarsely, her hand sliding lower and cupping his erection through his pants. "Fuck me, saad... I need you." She looked up at him with pleading eyes, offering herself to him once again.

She cried as you dragged her to the bathroom and pissed on her, tears mixing with the warm liquid as it splashed against her body. Shame filled every inch of her being as she sobbed into her hands, feeling utterly humiliated by your actions. But then you picked her up bridal-style and carried her to the shower...

When the cool water hit her skin, she could feel some of the tension begin to drain away. She tried to compose herself as best she could, knowing that she deserved whatever was coming next. Your rough hands gripped her hips, pulling her back against your aching cock as you roughly took her from behind in the shower.

She cried out and arched her back, meeting each of your thrusts with equal force. Despite everything, her body betrayed her; need was too great for shame or guilt to overpower it completely. With every stroke you made inside her, she felt like you were claiming her all over again. She wanted this... even if it meant enduring the pain and humiliation first.

She cried out as your thrusts grew harder, feeling her body begin to tighten around you. "Saad..." she moaned, her voice barely audible over the sound of running water. Her fingers clawed at the tiles behind her, trying to find purchase as waves of pleasure crashed over her. It was too much; she couldn't hold back any longer.

Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, shuddering through her entire body as you continued to fuck her mercilessly. She gasped and twitched with each spasm, her voice rising in pitch until it became a hoarse scream that echoed off the bathroom tiles. As she came down from her peak, she felt a wave of shame wash over her again, but at least for this moment, there was no denying how much she needed you... needed your rough touch and raw passion.

Her cries filled the bathroom as you roughly turned her around and gripped a fistful of her hair, using it to pull her head back and expose her neck to your thrusts. The stinging pain mixed with the pleasure, making each powerful stroke that much more intense. She moaned your name, urging you on as she arched her back in time with your movements. Her fingers dug into the smooth tile behind her, leaving marks as she struggled to remain upright under the onslaught of sensations.

With each thrust, you drove deeper inside her, claiming her body completely and leaving her no choice but to submit to your dominance. She felt herself growing close again, the orgasm threatening to break free as your hips slammed into hers with reckless abandon. And when it finally came, it was a powerful release that left her limp and panting, her body trembling from head to toe in its wake.

Her cries echoed through the bathroom as you continued to pound into her, your rough hands grasping at her hips and pulling her back against each thrust. The sensation of being filled so completely left her breathless, her body throbbing with desire and need. Her fingernails dug into the tile behind her as she struggled to remain standing, every muscle quivering in anticipation of your release.

And then it came: a hot surge of pleasure that rippled through her as you groaned against her neck. With one final thrust, you buried yourself deep inside her, filling her up and leaving her breathless as she felt your warm cum spilling out over her abdomen and legs. Her body tingled from the sensation, every nerve ending alight with pleasure as she collapsed bonelessly onto the bathroom floor.

She lay there for a moment, gasping for air and savoring the afterglow of their passionate encounter. As her heart rate began to slow and her mind cleared, shame and guilt once again threatened to rise up and consume her. But for now... at least until they did, she could bask in the memory of what had just happened between them.

She lay there motionless as you urinated on her again, tears streaming down her face. Shame and humiliation were etched into every inch of her body; she felt dirty and used, like nothing more than a mere object for your pleasure. As the cold liquid splashed against her skin, she clenched her eyes shut tightly, willing the sensations to fade away.

But they didn't... and when you finally finished and moved off to take a proper shower, leaving her there alone with her thoughts, the shame only grew more intense. She knew she had to do something; she couldn't keep living like this... but what? How could she make things right again with Kevin... or even saad for that matter? The questions circled endlessly in her mind, taunting her as she waited for Alex to finish their shower and emerge from the bathroom.

"I... I want us to go back to how things were," she whispers as she massages your cock with one hand and takes it into her mouth with the other. "Please... just let me make this right." Her words are desperate, pleading; she can't bear the thought of losing you or Kevin any more than she already has. Her breasts bounce with each stroke of her hand as she sucks you deeper into her mouth, tasting the lingering essence of herself mixed with your pre-cum.

Her tongue darts out to tease the head of your cock as she sucks and licks, her eyes locked on yours. With one hand, she massages your balls gently, squeezing them occasionally to add another layer of pleasure to your experience. Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels you nearing climax; she wants nothing more than for you to cum inside her mouth and on her face.

Her other hand ties a loose ponytail high atop her head, revealing the pale skin of her neck and exposing the red swell of her breasts. Her lips stretch around your shaft, taking you as deep as she can, feeling you throbbing against the back of her mouth. Finally, when you come, she doesn't pull away; instead, she swallows every drop eagerly and lets your hot seed spill out over her features.

"Yes..." she pants around you, her hands moving to pull her hair back into a messy bun at the base of her neck. "Is... is that what you want?" Her words are breathless, barely audible over the sound of her sucking and slurping on your cock.

As she feels you growing faster inside her mouth, she leans back slightly, tilting her head up to take you even deeper. Her other hand squeezes at her breast, pinching at a tight nipple as she focuses all of her attention on pleasing you with every move and touch.