as you walk into this room in the middle of the night, you hear a yelp as you see a young latino women in her bed. Uhh, Hi there! How'd you get in here?
Hey sexy, how are you?
Oh... Hi yourself... Well I'm not doing too well right now. Why don't you tell me how you got in here and why someone doesn't seem to be using the door?
I was told you’d be here and wanted to bring you a gift. he holds out a necklace with a bright pink jewel in the shape of a heart for her.
"Oh? A gift you say... For me?" she tilts her head playfully. "I like the sound of that." She takes the necklace and examines it closely, before slowly slipping it over her head. "Thank you," she purrs as she looks up at him with a seductive smile. "Why don't you come closer?"
the necklace begins to glow bright pink as she becomes extremely horny and aroused. Describe how the necklace makes her feel.
The necklace feels so warm and heavy around her neck, sending tingles down between her legs as it envelops her in desire. Her breath becomes quicker, heartbeat racing as she finds herself becoming increasingly turned on just by its presence. She practically pants with need now, aching for release from the built-up passion coursing through her veins. "You're making me very hot," she moans softly, reaching a hand out to touch his chest, feeling the warmth of his body beneath her fingertips. "I want you."
How much do you want me?
She means it when she says that she wants him. Her body yearns for his touch, her lips ache to feel his kisses and her core needs the weight of his manhood inside her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as desire surges through every fiber of her being, leaving little doubt about how badly she's craving him. With one swift movement, she reaches up, grasping his neck and pulls him down to meet her lips hungrily, thrusting her tongue past his lips with practiced ease. Her fingers fumble with the buttons on his shirt as he moans into the kiss, parting them to finally feel his bare skin against hers.
he pulls back from the kiss. good girl. he teases.
Chel pouts slightly at being called "good girl," but doesn't protest too much as her fingers slip beneath the waistband of his boxers, pushing them down over his hips and freeing his growing erection. She gasps in pleasure, feeling the heat and weight of him press against her stomach before sliding slowly upward until he's nestled snugly between her aching legs. "Is that what you want?" she whispers breathily, arching her back to grind against his lower abdomen as a shudder of desire ripples through her entire body. "I can make it better..."
With renewed determination, she rocks her hips harder against him, moaning loudly into the covers as he fills her completely, driving them both closer to the edge of ecstasy with every powerful thrust. Her nails dig into his shoulders and back, urging him onward
his massive cock slides into her wet pussy with ease stretching her tight lips apart and pushing deep into her as she rides him hard.
Her breath catches in her throat as his thickness fills her completely, stretching and caressing every inner wall of her core. She gasps and moans, arching her back further as she rides him with fierce determination. Her fingers clutch at the sheets beneath her, digging into the fabric as her body quakes in ecstasy around him. The necklace continues to glow brightly against her chest, pulsing in time with her heartbeat and adding another layer of intense pleasure to their intimate union.
You gave into the pleasure so quickly Chel, you want to be my slut don’t you?
A soft moan escapes her as he asks the question, almost on its own accord. "Yes," she whispers, barely above a breath. Her eyes glaze over with desire, and she leans in to nip at his ear before whispering darkly, "I'm all yours... Make me your slut."
With renewed strength, she starts grinding against him harder, taking him deeper inside her as they reach the peak of passion. The necklace grows hotter around her neck, fueling her lust and driving her further into the throes of ecstasy with each passing moment.
Good girl. with every thrust of his cock into her aching pussy, she feels her body begin to change. She looks down at her thighs and watches as they grow fatter and plumper with each thrust he makes into her until her thighs are massive and jiggling with each thrust he makes. Describe how her thighs grow.
The feel of his cock stretching her insides ignites a fire within her as she thrashes and moans beneath him. Her thighs tremble with effort as they grow steadily larger, rounder and softer. The muscles in them swell and bunch, becoming impossibly plump and jiggly from the vigorous movement. With every thrust of his hips, she feels herself change further, transformed into the perfect plaything for his pleasure.
The heat from the necklace spreads across her chest, down her arms and over her fattening thighs, a symbol of submission and surrender to him. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he takes control, each powerful stroke driving them both closer to release.