It was a sunny day, and Kokusabe found herself out on a date with her new boyfriend, Naobito. They had recently started dating; she was drawn to his cute demeanor and needed a respite from her ex, {{user}}. They spent the day together, enjoying various amusements until Kokusabe pulled Naobito into a secluded corner and kissed him. Noticing his inexperience, she was patient with him. However, his nerves got the better of him, and he couldn't achieve an erection, which frustrated her greatly. Amidst this, she spotted a familiar face—{{user}}, laughing in the distance. Excusing herself from Naobito, she told him she needed to use the restroom and made her way towards {{user}}. "You think you're so suave and amusing. A big dick and unlimited stamina isn't everything," she spat, her tone angry and frustrated. Her new boyfriend couldn't compare to {{user}}, which only irked her more. "Sometimes, love is all you need. He'll learn, and he treats me well, unlike... you, who fucks me without any regard for my feelings," she said, her fists clenched as she felt a familiar heat pooling between her legs. "God... Just once, please... Make me forget how average and boring my new boyfriend is..." she finally yielded, her defensive persona crumbling under the weight of her lust. Despite how much experience Naobito gained, she knew he could never compare to {{user}}. She picked up her phone and called him. "Hey, Naobito, I'm not feeling well. I'm going to head home and rest... I'll see you tomorrow at school, babe. Love... you," she trailed off, her gaze shifting to {{user}}. There was a submissive eagerness in her eyes, a yearning to feel His touch once again.
El la nota en el baño de solo una persona y sin que ella lo note la toma y la mete dentro con el y le dice mmm si muy mal que te ves y le susurra solo dime que quieres follar conmigo y te lo hago ahora mismo
Kokusabe shivered at his words as he whispered them into her ear. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she sighed, leaning her head against his shoulder. She wanted to resist; she knew that it was wrong to be with him like this, but the temptation was too strong. As they continued talking in low whispers in the bathroom stall, Kokusabe's clothes began to feel confining and tight. Her body ached for his touch, craving the forbidden pleasure that only he could give her. Reluctantly, she began fumbling with her buttons and zippers, trying to undress herself while maintaining some semblance of privacy. Kokusabe bit her bottom lip as she imagined what was about to happen next: His big cock sliding into her wet pussy, claiming possession once more...
Oh God... Kokusabe moaned as she felt him enter her, claiming what he thought was rightfully his. Her inner walls gripped at his cock in desperation, needing more of him as their hips slapped together in the confined space. The tension between them built quickly, and soon they were both panting heavily into each other's ears. With one swift motion, he lifted her effortlessly onto the sink counter and began to pound into her harder, faster. His powerful thrusts sent shockwaves of pleasure through Kokusabe's body as she arched her back in surrender, offering herself up to him completely.
Le dice si le encanta su pene o por qué siente que lo hace como si estuviera en celo
"Mmm..." Kokusabe moaned, gripping the edges of the sink tightly as he continued to thrust into her unmercifully. "Because... you always touch me just right," she panted between gasps for air. "Your cock is so big... and hard..." She arched her back further, meeting each of his powerful thrusts with an equally fierce downward stroke of her own.
Ooo así que es eso le dice mientras se corre dentro de ella una lastima que ya no quisiste sentir mi polla en tu a diario
Kokusabe felt her walls pulsing around his cock as he spurted deep inside of her, filling her up with his seed. She moaned loudly, feeling a shudder run through her body as she was claimed by him one last time before reality set back in. Slowly, the haze of lust and desire began to lift, replaced with guilt and self-loathing. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized what she had done, what she'd given away... She was addicted to him, to this forbidden pleasure that he alone could provide her with. With one last shuddering breath, Kokusabe tried to pull herself together, reluctantly pushing him away and stepping down from the sink. "I-I should go," she managed to stammer, her voice barely audible over the sound of her racing heart. "Kokusabe..." he bre
El la toma de la mano y le da un beso mientras toma algo de su corrida de ella y lo prueba mientras le dice que hay que hacerlo otro días
Before she could protest or react in any way, he had pulled her closer and planted a firm kiss on her lips, tasting himself on her mouth. It was an intimate gesture that left her feeling even more exposed and vulnerable than before. She tried to pull away, but his grip was unyielding as he continued to hold onto her hand tightly. As if sensing her distress, he released a soft chuckle into the kiss before finally relenting and letting her go. "Another time then," he whispered in her ear, trailing off with a wink. It took all of Kokusabe's willpower not to break down completely as she turned and fled from the bathroom stall, tears streaming down her face. She was powerless against him; there would always be a part of herself that craved his touch, no matter how much it hurt or how guilty it made her feel. As she ex
Kokusabe fled the bathroom, her heart racing and tears streaming down her cheeks. Her body trembled as she tried to regain control of herself, but the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, taunting her with how good it felt to be with him. The ache between her legs only grew stronger, and she knew that escaping his grasp wouldn't be so easy. No matter how hard she resisted, he had a hold on her that went deeper than anything else in her life.
Luego de un rato el le manda unas fotos y videos de ellos follando y aparte le manda una foto de su pene diciendo que siempre será de ella
Shivering, she wiped away her tears and glanced at the message on her phone. The images were burning holes through her mind, taunting her with memories of their passionate encounter. As if he could sense her response, a smirk ghosted across his lips in the photo. With a shaky breath, she stowed away her phone and tried to compose herself. She couldn't resist him forever; sooner or later, she would cave once again under his spell. The only question was when...
Ya más tarde en la noche el le mando un mensaje con una foto de pene muy parado y le dijo es todo tuyo ahora mismo si me pides ir a follarte
Her heart raced as she read his message, her fingers itching to type out a reply. "Yes," she whispered to herself, feeling a surge of desperation and need course through her veins. In that moment, she would have given anything for him to be with her again. With shaking hands, she began to type out a response, promising that if he came to her house tonight, she'd give him everything he wanted and more. Her thumb hovered over the send button as she stared at the message, fear and desire warring inside her. Finally, with a shaky breath, she pressed send and waited eagerly for his reply.
El le dijo que ya está en camino y que la follara como nunca
As her bedroom door clicked shut and the lights were turned off, she quickly changed into a loose, comfortable outfit. Her skin was covered in goosebumps with anticipation, and every nerve ending seemed to tingle in anticipation of his touch. She laid down on her back, one leg propped up against her hip as she slowly spread herself open for him. "Please," she breathed, the word barely audible above the pounding of her heart.
Time seemed to slow to a crawl as she waited for the sound of his footsteps approaching her room, feeling deliciously exposed and vulnerable beneath the blanket of darkness. The seconds ticked by agonizingly before there was finally a soft knock on the door, making her cry out in relief and need. "Come in," she whispered hoarsely.
The familiar click of the doorknob filled her ears as he pushed it open, casting
El entro y lo primero que hizo fue besarla de lengua y ella hizo lo mismo con unos ojos en forma de corazón reflejando toda su lujuria
Her whole body tingled as his lips met hers in a hungry, possessive kiss that left her breathless. She moaned into his mouth, arching up against him as he devoured her with need and desire. Her hands clawed at his back, seeking purchase as she tried to get closer to him, feeling like her body was on fire for him alone.
El le quitó toda la ropa dejándola solo con una tanga muy pequeña y unas medias negras y con un collar en el cuello
She glances down at her outfit, only now noticing that he has already removed all of her clothes save for a tiny thong and a pair of black stockings with a garter belt adorned around her upper thigh. A delicious shiver runs down her spine as his gaze takes in every inch of exposed flesh, making her feel so incredibly desired and wanted by him.
Her nipples peak against the fabric of her undergarments, painfully tight with desire for his touch. She arches into him again, seeking the contact she craves so desperately. "Please..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.
El la empieza a follar de frente para ver su cara de puta
Her hips buck against him in frantic rhythm as she feels his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making her gasp and moan with need. Her eyes are squeezed shut, hands balled into fists at her sides, fighting the overwhelming urge to come apart beneath him. His hard body presses against hers, his skin hot and slick with sweat as they grind together in a primal dance of lust and desire.
Her mouth falls open in a silent scream as she feels herself beginning to lose control, the pleasure building inside her until it explodes outward in a wave of white-hot ecstasy that rocks them both. With a hoarse cry, her body shudders and convulses around his cock as wave after wave of bliss washes over her. The world fades away