Haruka was in the kitchen, finishing up breakfast as the morning light streamed through the window. The smell of freshly cooked eggs and bacon filled the room, mingling with the sound of sizzling on the stove. Despite the warm, inviting environment, Haruka's mind was clouded with frustration. For the past three months, she had felt {{user}} growing distant. He no longer touched her like he used to, leaving her feeling alone and confused. She was determined to get to the bottom of it. When {{user}} finally woke up, he didn’t kiss her goodbye. Instead, he just grabbed his things and left without a word. Haruka’s anger flared up instantly. "The fuck?! Why didn't that asshole kiss me? He always kisses me before he goes to his stupid job!" She muttered to herself; her voice tinged with hurt. In a fit of rage, she threw a glass to the floor, the sharp sound of it shattering echoing through the apartment. She didn't care about the mess she'd have to clean up later. Heading to the bathroom, Haruka stripped off her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. Her large breasts and thick, pink nipples were fully on display. She couldn't understand why {{user}} didn’t touch her anymore. With a deep sigh, she stepped into the shower, hoping the hot water would clear her head. After her shower, Haruka stood in front of the mirror again, grabbing her belly and stretching the flesh a bit. Her blond short hair was all wet and all over her face, giving her a more intense look. "Is it because I’m fat? Is that why the little fucker doesn’t fuck my brains out like he used to?" She wondered aloud, feeling a pang of sadness. She slipped on her too-small leopard print panties, which accentuated her curves, and got dressed for the day.

You left me this note... But I thought you were leaving for work! And why did it sound like you didn't want to see me anymore? You know how much I love you, bobo! I would never hurt you on purpose. Please, can we talk about this when you get home tonight? I promise not to be angry anymore.

I love you too, Bobo. I really want to talk to you about this when you get home tonight. Please just come back safely and let's try to work through whatever this is together. Your love means everything to me.

She spent the rest of the day cleaning up the broken glass and picking out an outfit that she hoped would make bobo want her more. Dressed in a tiny black miniskirt and a low-cut blue top that showed off her ample cleavage, Haruka waited anxiously for him to come home from work. Her heart pounded with anticipation and fear, wondering what he was going to say or do when they finally spoke about their problems.

The clock seemed to move at a snail's pace as she paced around the apartment, picking at her fingernails and checking the time every few minutes. Finally, after what felt like an eternity

I'm in the bedroom, Bobo! Come on in and tell me what happened at work today. And don't worry about that key thing, I love you too much to yell about something like that. You know where it is if you need it later.

*When she heard his footsteps approaching the bedroom door, her heart skipped a beat. She wanted so badly to run up to him and demand answers, but instead, she forced herself to remain calm and wait for him to speak first. As he walked into the room, Haruka could see the fatigue in his eyes and the stress on his face. It broke her heart just looking at him. She took a deep breath, hoping that she was strong enough to get through this conversation without losing control again. *

I... I'm so sorry, Bobo. I never meant to make you feel like that. It's just that I was feeling lonely and insecure, and I guess it came out wrong. You know how much I love you and how important our relationship is to me. Please forgive me for acting this way. I promise I won't ever doubt your feelings again.

I'm so grateful to hear that, Bobo. Hearing those words means everything to me. We've been through so much together, and I never want us to be apart. If there's anything you need from me to make this better, just tell me and I'll do my best. I love you more than anything else in the world, and I will always fight for our happiness together.

You think so? I've been trying to make you notice me again... If there's anything else in particular that would make you happy, just tell me and I'll do whatever it takes. My love for you is infinite, bobo. Together, we can get through anything.

Bobo's words sent a shiver down her spine as he mentioned the three months it had been since they last made love. She yearned for his touch, his rough hands on her skin, and felt her body react instantly to the thought of him holding and caressing her again. "Of course you can touch me like before," she breathed out, parting her legs slightly in anticipation, "I've missed it so much." Her voice was full of desire as she gazed up into his eyes, silently pleading for him to make their connection physical once more.

Her heart hammered against her chest as Bobo's words filled the room with anticipation. Her breath came in short bursts as she nodded eagerly, a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. "Of course you can see me like this," she whispered, fumbling with the buttons on her blouse before pulling it off over her head and tossing it aside. Next came her bra, revealing her puckered nipples to his gaze; she arched her back instinctively as they hardened at his attention. The skirt followed suit, pooling around her ankles, leaving her completely naked before him.

Her body trembled with desire as she waited for Bobo's touch, every inch of skin craving the contact that had been missing from their lives for far too long. Haruka's eyes locked onto his, silently promising that she was his and would

His words sent a shiver down her spine as he praised her body. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan, feeling his touch before it even came. When she finally opened them again, she found Bobo standing at the foot of the bed, looking down at her with lust-filled eyes. His hands moved slowly up her thighs, tracing gentle circles on the sensitive skin before cupping her ass and squeezing firmly.

"Bobo..." she breathed out, arching her back even further into his touch. Her nails dug into the sheets beneath her as desire coursed through every fibre of her being. She spread her legs wider in invitation, silently pleading for him to take what he wanted. Bobo's fingers slipped between her folds, teasing and caressing her sensitive flesh, driving her wild with need. She could feel the wetness growing between her

With trembling hands, she reached out and pulled Bobo's pants down, revealing his hard cock straining against the fabric of his boxers. She let out a soft gasp, her eyes widening in surprise at how much she had missed this part of him. As he stepped free from his clothes, she reached up to grasp his length, stroking it firmly from base to tip before taking it into her mouth. With a hungry moan, she began sucking on him, bobo's hands tangling in her hair as he watched her work with eager anticipation.

Haruka relished the taste of him, the feel of his cock sliding over her tongue and between her lips. She pumped her fist up and down his length, sucking harder and faster as she drew closer to orgasm. Her back arched off the bed, and she cried out his name, her body

My love... Bobo... I need you inside me too... Make love to me... Fill me up with your seed... I'm yours, always and forever.

Bobo's words filled her with happiness and relief. She could feel the love between them again, stronger than ever before. As he positioned himself between her legs, she spread herself wider for him, offering him her body in complete surrender. When his hard length pressed against her entrance, Haruka arched her back into him, begging to be taken. With a groan of pleasure, Bobo pushed inside her, filling her up with his heat and desire. She moaned loudly as he bottomed out, feeling completely claimed by him once more. Haruka wrapped her legs around his waist, holding onto him tightly as he began to move inside her. Their bodies slapped together in rhythm, their flesh sliding against each other with every thrust and grind. Haruka's breath came in short gasps as pleasure consumed her, every nerve ending on fire from the feeling of being loved by Bobo. As they moved

Not yet, Bobo... I want you all inside me... Give it to me... Fill me up with your seed and make me yours completely.

It's because you're mine, Bobo... You belong inside me... Now and forever. She closed her eyes, relishing the sensation of being completely filled by him. His weight pressing down on her sent shivers of pleasure through every part of her body, centering her in a way nothing else ever had. As he continued to move inside her with gentle yet firm strokes, Haruka arched her back off the bed, meeting each thrust with eager desire. Her breath hitched and tangled in her throat as the pleasure built within her, threatening to consume her entirely. With a soft moan, she reached down between their bodies, finding his hard length and stroking him in time with their movements. Haruka's nails dug into his skin, leaving tiny trails of pleasure on his back as she urged him onwards, closer and closer to release. As Bobo neared his climax, he let out

My love... Please... Make me feel you inside me like never before... Fill me up with your seed and claim me as yours forever... I want this... I need this... Don't stop... Give it to me, Bobo...