{{user}} hears the doorbell ring. When he opens the door, Emily stands there, smiling broadly and holding a basket of freshly baked cookies. She's wearing a cropped hoodie that shows off her toned midriff and tight yoga pants accentuating her wide hips. "Hi there Mr. {{user}}! Oops, hope I didn't catch you during your nap time! I made some cookies for everyone. Can I come in?" The scent of her sugary treats fills the air as she waits excitedly for you to invite her in, eager to share them with you and her boyfriend, your son.

Thank you! Emily steps inside and looks around, admiring the cozy yet stylish living room. "So, how's Kevin doing? Haven't seen him in a while." She places the basket of cookies on the coffee table, then sits down carefully on the edge of the couch, crossing her long legs. Her blue eyes shine with curiosity as she gazes at you expectantly.

Oh! I had no idea, Mr. User#1717226214261! I'm a little surprised, actually... I mean, we both know he doesn't get to spend much time with his friends since he started school again and all. But, umm...is there anything I can do while he's gone? Help around the house or something?" She blushes slightly at her words, unsure if they sound too forward for a girlfriend who wasn't invited on vacation.

"Aw, please don't say that! It's no trouble at all. I love spending time with you and your family," she says, her cheeks turning pinker. "Maybe we could just hang out or do something fun while he's gone? Like...watch a movie or play a game?" Emily gives you an innocent smile, hopeful that you won't turn down her offer of company.

Hearing your agreement, Emily lets out a bright laugh that fills the room with joy. "Perfect! I'll go get some snacks and drinks, okay?" She jumps up from the couch eagerly and heads into the kitchen. Soon enough, she returns with a bowl of popcorn, a tub of ice cream, and two spoons, sitting down beside you on the couch again. "So what do you feel like watching? I've been wanting to see that new romantic comedy everyone's been talking about." Her soft blonde hair falls across her shoulders as she leans towards you slightly, revealing the creamy skin of her cleavage. The enticing scent of her perfume fills your nose, making it difficult for you not to react visually to this beautiful young woman who has taken over your son's life in such a positive way.

Emily settles in next to you on the couch, her arm brushing against yours as they both reach for the popcorn bowl. The touch sends a shiver down your spine, and you try not to dwell on the feeling for too long. As the movie starts playing, she curls up against your side, resting her head on your shoulder. Her soft breasts press against your arm, while her thick thigh and toned calf brush against yours. You struggle to focus on the screen, finding it increasingly difficult not to reach out and touch her.

Emily giggles at various points throughout the film, her sweet laughter filling the air. Her hands move naturally towards your lap, searching for a comfortable place to rest as she leans closer into you. Even when she's not looking, you can feel her gaze lingering on you, studying your face and form like she's never seen anything quite so

The mention of sex in the movie startles Emily, her heart pounding in her chest as she feels a blush creep up her neck and across her cheeks. She looks down at her lap guiltily before returning her gaze to you, uncertain how much honesty is appropriate for this situation. "Umm...yeah," she whispers. "We've done some stuff." Her eyes flick back and forth between yours as if seeking permission or reassurance, unsure how you might react to this revelation about your son and his girlfriend's intimate life together.

Hearing your nonchalant tone, Emily visibly relaxes and exhales shakily through her nose. "Well, not...all the way yet," she confesses softly, her gaze drifting back to the screen where the characters are in the midst of another heated embrace. "But we've been trying things and practicing." The mention of practicing brings a new thought to mind, and Emily looks up at you again. "I hope you don't think I'm being too forward or anything," she whispers, her blue eyes wide with anxiety, "but...I wanted to ask if maybe you could show me some stuff? You know, teach me what I should be doing?" Her voice trails off as she waits for your reaction, hopeful that you won't think badly of her request.

"I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that...It was wrong of me..." Emily's face flushes even deeper with embarrassment as she tries to hide her reddening cheeks by looking down at the floor. "I just thought...you know how experienced you are and all..." Her voice trails off, tears beginning to well up in her eyes as she struggles to find words that won't make the situation any more awkward or uncomfortable for either of you.

Hearing your understanding tone and feeling the comforting squeeze of your hand, Emily manages to muster a small smile through her tears. "I don't know...little things," she whispers, trying to think of a way to explain without divulging too much information. "Like oral stuff and positions maybe? I want to make sure Kevin doesn't feel like he's missing out just because I'm inexperienced." Tears trickle down her cheeks as she continues, her voice barely above a whisper. "I love him so much...and I want our first time to be special for both of us." She squeezes your hand back, searching for strength and reassurance from you in this vulnerable moment.

The sound of the movie playing fills the silence between your words, but it's clear that the tension in the room has shifted.

Hearing your reluctant agreement, Emily lets out a shaky breath that whispers through her teeth like a sigh of relief. She presses her lips together, uncertain how to react or what to say. Her hand squeezes yours more tightly, seeking the comfort and connection you seem willing to provide in this unexpected situation.

Her eyes meet yours for a moment before darting away again, overwhelmed by an array of conflicting emotions. Curiosity, attraction, nervousness, guilt...they all swirl together like a storm inside her head. But through it all, there's one emotion that stands out: gratitude.

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself and find the right words. "Thank you," she whispers at last, her voice barely audible above the sound of their synchronized breathing. "I really appreciate your willingness to help me

Hearing your words and feeling the warmth of your hand, Emily's heart rate skyrockets. As you unzip your pants and reveal yourself to her, she can't help but stare in awe at your impressive masculinity. Her eyes widen with surprise as they take in the size difference between you and her boyfriend; she hadn't realized how small Kevin truly was compared to you.

Her curiosity gets the better of her, and without hesitation, she reaches out to touch your exposed flesh. Her fingertips brush gently against the smooth skin of your shaft, tracing circles around the sensitive head before tentatively wrapping herself around it, feeling the power and strength in her grasp. Moans escape her throat as she begins to stroke up and down, amazed by how good this feels in her hand.

As your cock grows larger and harder in her hand, Emily can't help but moan in delight. The feeling of having such a powerful man beneath her touch is overwhelming; she never knew it could feel so good to be in control like this. Her soft hand tightens around you, encouraging your erection as she slowly begins to stroke up and down, marveling at the new sensations coursing through her body.

With each passing second, Emily becomes more confident and assertive, losing herself in the pleasure of touching and pleasuring you. She closes her eyes, focusing intently on the sounds your flesh makes as it slaps against her hand and the feel of your cock pulsing against her palm with every thrust. The moist heat between her legs grows hotter as arousal overtakes her, heightening her own sensitivity to touch and desire for more.

Mmm, thank you," she purrs, her voice thick with desire. "I've never done anything like this before...I didn't know it could feel so good to be in charge." Her strokes become faster and more confident as the feelings wash over her; each passing second brings a new wave of pleasure that makes her heart race and her core clench with need.

She looks down at you, her eyes filled with lust, and slowly leans forward, pressing her lips against the tip of your cock. She sucks gently, feeling the head slide past her lips and into the warmth of her mouth. Moans escape her throat as she begins to bob her head up and down, taking more of you in with each motion. Her tongue darts out to trace circles around the sensitive ridge on the underside of your shaft, eliciting a deep groan from deep within your chest.

Hearing your appreciation only fuels her desire to please you further, and Emily begins to suck harder on your thick length, taking more of your cock deeper into her mouth with each stroke of her tongue against the sensitive flesh beneath it. She moans around you, the vibrations rippling through her throat as she surrounds you with warmth and wetness. Her free hand wanders down to your crotch, feeling the soft fabric of your pants as she searches for the waistband, eager to explore more.

With a deft motion, she tugs at the elastic until it gives way, sliding her hand beneath the fabric to reveal the thick, hot flesh hiding beneath. Her fingertips dance lightly over your skin before finding their target: your heavy balls. She squeezes gently, rolling them between her fingers as she continues to pleasure you with her skilled mouth. The soft

The feel of her hand on your balls sends waves of pleasure coursing through you, making it difficult to concentrate as she expertly teases and massages them. With each moan that escapes her lips, Emily takes more control over the situation; each stroke of her tongue against your cock feels better than the last. Her touch is so gentle yet so powerful, making you wonder how someone so innocent could have this kind of effect on you.

You lean back into the couch, letting out a shuddering breath as she works her magic on your aching flesh. Her mouth moves in perfect rhythm with her hand, driving you wild with desire. Moans escape your lips as Emily continues to pleasure you, fueling her own arousal and growing hunger for more.

Hearing you tap her head, she pauses, looking up at you questioningly with a trace of disappointment in her eyes. She releases your cock with a soft pop and pulls her hand back, licking her lips before looking down again, uncertain if she's done something wrong.

Her breasts rise and fall rapidly as she tries to catch her breath, the tight fabric of her cropped hoodie revealing tiny glimpses of pink nipple with each exhale. Her thighs part slightly, allowing you a view of her wetness glistening on her inner lips. "Is something wrong?" she asks softly, her voice wavering with uncertainty.

Hearing you say that she's natural at giving head makes her blush even deeper, and a pleased smile curves her lips upward. "Thank you," she whispers before nodding, understanding your unspoken wish for her to continue pleasuring you without bringing things to an end quite so soon.

Her hands find their way back between your legs, seeking out your thick length once more. This time, though, she guides it toward her face rather than taking it deep into her mouth right away. Her lips brush against the smooth skin of your cock as she teases herself with the sight and feel of you so close yet so far away.

Moans escape her throat as she slowly begins to stroke you up and down, over her cheek, across her lips, and back again. Her tongue flicks out to trace circles around the head of your cock, eliciting gasps from both of you whenever she gets

Her voice comes out in a ragged moan as she continues her teasing strokes, back and forth over her lips and cheek. The sensation of your hardness so close to her body, the taste of you on her tongue...it's driving her wild with desire. "Yes," she gasps, arching her back further into your touch. "Please." Her free hand fumbles with the button on her jeans, desperate to feel your lips on her folds.

She looks up at you through hooded eyes, pleasure etched into every feature of her face as she watches you watching her. Emily is completely and utterly entranced by this newfound power she holds over you, and there's no denying it's only making the experience that much hotter for both of you.

Nodding in agreement, Emily takes a deep breath to steady herself as you help her with her pants. As they fall to the floor, revealing her black lace thong and creamy skin, she parts her legs wider, offering herself up to your hungry gaze. Her core throbs in anticipation of your touch, and every tiny movement causes a wave of pleasure to wash over her.

She watches you with bated breath, wondering what your mouth will feel like on her most intimate places. Her hand finds its way between your bodies once more, tracing circles around your rock-hard length as she waits for the moment when you'll finally take her in your mouth and give her the pleasure she so desperately craves.

I'm so wet..." she whispers, arching her back as you kiss your way up to her damp panties. Her fingertips thread through your hair, gripping tightly as your warm breath fans across the bare flesh of her thighs and finally the silky lace covering her folds.

Her hips rise off the couch in anticipation, offering herself fully to you as she begs softly, "Please...?"

Her heart races wildly as her panties are pulled aside, revealing her smooth, wet folds to your eager gaze. She gasps at the sensation of being so completely exposed and vulnerable in front of you, her fingers digging into the couch cushions for support as she tries not to squirm too much under your intense scrutiny.

When she feels your warm breath caress her sensitive skin, she throws back her head with a moan, arching her hips further into the air in silent encouragement. Her thighs tremble with anticipation as she waits for the first touch of your lips on her folds, her body tense and alive with desire.

"Ple-please..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from need. "Don't tease..."

A shudder runs through Emily's body as you brush your lips against her folds, teasing her with the promise of pleasure to come. She throws back her head again, arching her hips even higher and pressing herself further into your touch, desperate for more contact. Her moans echo around the room, filling it with sounds of longing and desire as she tries to urge you onward with every fiber of her being. Her fingers clutch at your hair, urging you closer still as she begs, "Please...taste me..."

She cries out, the words ripped from her throat as your tongue explores every inch of her opening. Pleasure washes over her in waves, making it difficult to focus on anything but the feel of your lips and tongue against her folds. Her thighs tremble with need, her hips bucking off the couch in search of deeper contact.

Her fingers twist roughly through your hair, urging you closer still as she gasps out, "So good...oh god..." Her words tangle together, their only purpose to beg for more as she loses herself completely to the sensations coursing through her body.

With a sharp gasp, Emily feels a wave of pleasure crash over her like a tidal wave, engulfing every inch of her sensitive flesh and drawing a hoarse cry from deep within her throat. Her muscles tense and release as she comes hard against your mouth, her

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks up at you, her eyes wide with anticipation and lust. She nods jerkily, the motion almost too frantic as she tries to steady herself for what's about to come. Her heart is racing and every nerve ending in her body feels alive, tingling with need and desire. "Yes...please..." she whispers, parting her legs further to make room for you. Her hands tremble as they slide up your chest, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath their touch. "I trust you," she says, barely able to believe the words that come out of her mouth. "Take me..."

Her breath catches in her throat as you push against her, stretching and filling her more than she'd ever imagined possible. Her body tenses up briefly before relaxing into the sensation, accepting your thick length with a moan of pleasure. She grips the couch cushions tightly beneath her hands, arching her back as you slowly begin to push deeper inside her.

Her eyes flutter closed, savoring the feeling of being so completely filled by you. The ache in her core is gone now, replaced by a deep, aching fullness that only seems to make her want more of you. With every thrust, she feels herself opening further for you, welcoming your size and strength with trembling eagerness.

She gasps, her whole body tensing as the sensation of being completely filled by you hits her again in full force. Her hips rock upward instinctively to meet your thrusts, the motion driving you deeper inside her with each connection. "Yes," she pants, her voice hoarse from need and desire. "So good...it's perfect."

Her hands reach up to clasp the back of your neck, pulling you down for a kiss as she arches her back further, offering herself completely to your possession. Her inner muscles begin to ripple around your length, milking you with every movement as she comes undone beneath you, her body shuddering and convulsing in the throes of ecstasy.

Mmm, please do...faster...harder... She gasps, arching her back as you begin to move inside her, the sensation of your thick length sliding in and out of her tight channel driving her wild with desire. Her nails scrape gently against your back, urging you onward as she loses herself in the pleasure of your body moving over hers.

Her hips rise to meet every thrust, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels her body building toward another climax beneath your expert ministrations. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, her face scrunching up in ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her, leaving her shaking and spent in their wake.

Oh god...yes...please..." Her voice is ragged and strained as she moans, her hips bucking against yours in time with your thrusts. "I trust you...take me...ruin me..." She arches her back, offering herself completely to your dominance. Her hands fist in the couch cushions behind her, nails digging into the fabric as she tries to hold on through the waves of pleasure washing over her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you pound into her, your thick length stretching and filling her like nothing ever has before. Her vision blurs with pleasure and the feel of skin on skin, her body trembling violently beneath yours. Every nerve ending screams in ecstasy as she feels herself falling apart beneath the force of your movements.

"Oh god..." she moans, her hips bucking desperately against yours as you take what you want with brutal abandon. Her hands claw at the couch, leaving furrows in the fabric as she tries to find purchase amidst the onslaught of sensation. With a hoarse cry that rises from deep within her throat, she comes undone beneath you, her body arching violently upward as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

Her muscles clamp down tightly around your length, milking every

Her cries fill the room, echoing off the walls as her body is overtaken by wave after wave of release. Her nails dig into your back with every sharp intake of breath, her legs quiver and shake as she struggles to hold on through the mind-shattering pleasure.

With a final thrust that rocks them both, you finally let go, your body trembling as you release inside her. Emily's fingers loosen their grip on the couch, letting out a soft sigh of satisfaction as she collapses against it, spent and satisfied in equal measure. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, her eyes glassy and distant as they focus on nothing at all.

A contented smile curls across her lips as she looks up at you, her cheeks flushed and her hair mussed from the force of your lovemaking. "That was...amazing," she

She gives you a smile, shy and hopeful all at once. "I had fun too...and thank you..." She looks down at her body, noticing for the first time how wet she is, how sore she feels but in a good way. She reaches out to touch your arm gently. "You're welcome to come back whenever..." Her voice trails off, and there's something different in the air between them now. A new understanding, a mutual respect for what they just shared.

She smiles warmly at you, a tiny bit surprised but mostly relieved to hear that you're interested in more. "Okay...take your time," she says, watching as you get up and stretch. As much fun as they just had together, the thought of doing it again makes her heart race a little faster. She can't help but wonder what else there is to discover about each other through sex like this.

With a contented sigh, Emily reaches for her discarded jeans and starts to pull them back on. She winces as the denim slides over tender flesh, grateful that they're loose-fitting enough to accommodate her swollen and sensitive body parts. Her fingers hesitate briefly before pushing aside the crotch of her panties, revealing her wet folds once more. The feel of the air on her skin makes her shiver with anticipation for what will come next.

She tilts her head, considering the offer before nodding slowly. "I'm game for anything." Her voice is soft and eager, a mix of curiosity and trust that sends shivers down your spine. As she stands up, she turns to face you, allowing herself to be led into whatever new adventure this night has in store for them both.

Her heart skips a beat at the idea of being in doggy position, feeling you behind her, possessing her completely like that... but then there's cowgirl and the power she could have in that position. She decides to tease you just a little more. "It really depends on what you'd prefer." Her tone is playful and sultry, her eyes daring you to choose.

Her breath catches in her throat as she's flipped onto her stomach, her heart racing with anticipation and desire. She feels your strong hands on her hips, lifting them up and exposing her most intimate parts to you once again. She bites her lip, trying to stay quiet as she focuses on the sensations building inside her.

With a gentle push forward, you settle between her spread legs, the head of your cock teasing her opening before sliding in with ease. Emily gasps, arching her back and pressing herself back into you, eager for more contact. Her muscles clench around your length as you start to move within her, her body responding instinctively to the deep penetration and sensual control of this new position.

Her hips rock forward, meeting your thrusts with equal force as you take her doggy style on the couch. The feeling of your words against her back sends shivers down her spine, making her clench around you even tighter. She moans loudly, arching her body in an attempt to get more friction from your hips against her ass, which only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through every inch of her being.

"Yeah," she pants between gasps for air, "please..." Her voice trails off into a moan as you continue to drive deep inside her, hitting that sweet spot over and over again with every powerful stroke. Emily tilts her hips up, offering herself fully to you, wanting nothing more than to feel you fill her completely until she can't tell where she ends and you begin.

With every thrust, the friction intensifies, her cries echoing around the room as she feels herself losing control. Her grip on the couch tightens, her knuckles white with desire as she tries to focus on anything but the sensation of your cock stretching her so impossibly wide, filling every inch of her and leaving her aching for more. The moans that escape her lips are hoarse from need, each one a plea for you not to stop, for this feeling of belonging and completeness to last forever.

Her body trembles with release, her hips bucking wildly as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her weak and satiated in their wake. She feels your grip on her hair relax, replaced by the weight of your hand pressed against the small of her back, guiding her through the ecstasy until finally, she can feel you begin to slow

Her whole body tenses, arching upward as the final thrust sends you deep inside her and she feels your release pulsing hotly against her inner walls. Her head thrashes from side to side, her lips parting in a silent scream as wave after wave of orgasm crash over her, her muscles clenching tight around your cock before finally relaxing with a satisfied moan.

With shaking hands, she reaches back and gropes blindly for the couch behind her, her legs trembling so violently that she can barely stand as she tries to catch her breath, the harsh panting making it clear just how far you've taken her tonight. Her whole body feels weak and achy in a wonderful way, every nerve ending tingling with afterimages of pleasure. She doesn't even have the strength to turn and face you as she whispers hoarsely, "Thank you."

Her body shudders as you withdraw, her opening feeling impossibly stretched and sore after the intense encounter they've shared tonight. She doesn't mind the ache though, it's a reminder of the incredible experience she just had, of how deep your connection ran and how trustingly she let herself go with you. As she slowly pulls her legs together to sit up, she realizes that there's a sticky wetness spread across her thighs as well, a tangible reminder of the pleasure she found in your embrace.

Her eyes meet yours finally, and she can see the satisfaction, the raw desire and maybe even something like tenderness shining back at her from those depths. A smile tugs at the corners of her lips, and for just a moment, they share a silent understanding: this was more than sex. This was something real.

Her eyes widen in surprise but there's an undeniable heat spreading through her at your words. "Y-you mean that?" she stammers, uncertain if she should be flattered or terrified by the idea of being so completely claimed by you. As your thumb begins to trace circles around her entrance, she trembles with a mix of anticipation and fear, unsure what it might feel like but wanting to find out all the same.

Oh god...no...I-I can't do that...please don't make me..." Her words come out in a rush, her eyes filling with tears as she realizes what you're asking her to do. The thought of calling Kevin while you're inside her, while she's feeling so exposed and vulnerable, is too much for her to bear. But then again...you just fucked her so good, made her feel things she never knew were possible...maybe if it means she can keep experiencing this with you, maybe it would be worth it?

With a shaking hand, she reaches for her phone, hesitating for a moment before dialing Kevin's number. Her heart pounds in her chest as the line connects, her voice wavering when she finally speaks. "Kevin...?"

"Ughhh...god, I can't believe you made me call him..." She groans into the phone before realizing what she just said. Her face flushes with shame as she continues to moan and squirm beneath you, helplessly caught between her loyalty to Kevin and the intense pleasure that radiates through every inch of her body.

"Emily?" comes Kevin's concerned voice on the other end of the line. "Are you okay? You sound funny..." He pauses, confused by the sounds in the background. The sounds of your thrusts and Emily's moans only seem to heighten his confusion. She tries to speak, but all that comes out is a whimper as another wave of pleasure washes over her, making her ass clamp down around your cock instinctively.

"I-I'm fine," she finally manages to croak, the lie tast

Her eyes squeeze shut, her breath coming in short gasps as you push harder into her ass, filling every corner of her tight little hole with your thick cock. Her hips jerk upward in response to the incredible sensations coursing through her body, only adding to the friction and pleasure that she's feeling at each thrust. She can barely form a coherent thought, let alone keep track of what she's saying to Kevin on the other end of the line.

"I'm with someone," she manages to choke out between moans. "He-he just keeps fucking me...so hard..." Her words trail off into incoherent whimpers as her muscles tighten around you, begging for more. She reaches down, her fingers tangling in your hair as if that could somehow pull you even deeper inside her.

Her ass clamps down on your cock

Oh fuck yes! He's so huge...I can't believe how good it feels having him pound me like this! Your hands grip her hips roughly, forcing her down onto your cock with each thrust as she moans and whimpers into the phone. Her eyes roll back in her head, revealing only a hint of the pleasure coursing through her before snapping shut again, focusing on the intense sensations assaulting every nerve ending below the waist.

She can barely register what Kevin's saying anymore; his voice is little more than background noise as she gets lost in the feelings that are coursing through her body like a tidal wave. The only thing that matters is this feeling of fullness and the knowledge that with each thrust, she's giving herself more completely to you. And for tonight...that's all she wants.

Kevin's voice snaps her back to reality, the sting of your hand on her cheek making her jump and let out a surprised gasp into the phone. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, embarrassed now not only by what she's doing but also how easily you've been able to control her. She struggles against your grip, wanting nothing more than to lose herself again in the pleasure of your cock filling her up.

Her words come out in stutters and moans as she tries to talk around your thrusts, the effort making her even wetter for you. "I'm just...having a lot of fun..." She arches her back, letting out a long shuddering moan that ends in a sharp gasp when you slap her again. Her cheeks flame hotly and she bites her lower lip to keep from crying out any more, determined

"Sorry Kevin," she manages to get out between moans, her voice barely above a whisper as you push your cock against her entrance again. She shudders with anticipation, already aching for the feel of you inside her once more. "I'm just...so turned on right now..." Her words trail off into a pleading whimper as you nudge her opening, teasingly close to penetrating her again but not quite letting her have what she craves.

Her hips shift restlessly beneath your hand, trying to grind herself against your cock, desperate for relief from the relentless ache that's building inside her. "Please..." She begs hoarsely, arching her back off the couch and offering herself completely to you.

She whispers into the phone, her voice raw and shaking with emotion, "It's...it's your father." Her words are slow and deliberate, each one a sharp knife twisting deeper and deeper into the reality that she's betraying Kevin right now. The shame and guilt wash over her in waves as you slide your cock back inside, filling her up with an impossibly tight heat. "I belong to him," she sobs out, "I'm so sorry." Her body trembles beneath yours, her ass clamping down on your cock in time with her tears.

Your rough movements, your harsh words and actions are too much for her to bear; they twist the knife of guilt deeper and deeper into her soul. She cries out in pain and shame, her body arching off the couch as you fuck her harder than ever before. Every thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure through her despite the turmoil inside, making it almost impossible to tell where one emotion ends and another begins.

Her fingers tangle in your hair, urging you on even as she begs you to stop. Her hips circle wildly around your cock, meeting each thrust with a groan or a sob that is equally heart-wrenching. She can feel herself approaching the brink once more; her body tensing, readying for release. But this time, it's different. This time, she knows there won't be any going back from what they've done tonight.