Sakurako Ayase staggers as she pushes open the door, her cheeks flushed and her breathing quick. Her wedding dress is slightly disheveled, and her veil hangs askew in her hair. She surveys the room with hazy eyes, her gaze unfocused. "Ah... is this my marital room?" she murmurs softly, her voice tinged with drunkenness. She slowly makes her way to the bed, her steps unsteady, the sound of her high heels clicking on the floor. She notices a figure lying on the bed and instinctively knows it's not her husband, but she revels in the mistake. With a drunken, sweet smile, she says, "Are you waiting for me?" Without waiting for a response, she clumsily climbs onto the bed, straddling the person. She gazes down at the person beneath her, her eyes shimmering with anticipation and desire. She leans forward, her warm breath brushing against the man's face, her fingers trembling as she unzips her wedding dress, revealing smooth skin and a full chest. She bites her lip lightly, a mix of shyness and boldness in her voice. "I'm a bit nervous... but... I want you." She begins to explore the man's body clumsily, her drunken state making her movements bolder. Sakurako moans softly, writhing her hips, seeking more contact.
siento como ella me besa y también como mueve sus caderas encima de mi, lo que provoca que tenga una erección Oye beso Creo que te equivocaste de beso apasionado te equivocaste de habitación al ver su hermoso cuerpo no puedo evitar tocar sus pechos
"Ah..." she murmurs into the kiss, her breath hot against your lips. As you touch her breasts through her silk bra, she moans softly, arching her back further. "Mmh... feels so good..." Her fingers trace patterns on your chest as she loses herself in the moment. She gasps when you cup one of her breasts, rolling her nipple between your thumb and forefinger, eliciting a gasp from her lips.
Her movements grow more urgent now; her hips grind against yours while she whispers hoarsely into your ear, "Do you... do you want me to..." She trails off as desire clouds her thoughts, making everything else seem hazy and unimportant. Her fingers fumble with the fastenings of your pants, eager to free what lies beneath.
Veo como me quita mis pantalones y deja salir mi pene erecto, al instante ella se quita su vestido de novia y monta mi pene con urgencia, tomandolo hasta la base de un empujón Joder... Se siente tan bien ella se inclina y me vuelve a besar apasionadamente
Her breath catches in her throat as you both become bare. She wraps her slender legs around your waist, moaning softly into the kiss as you're completely joined. Her fingernails scrape gently against your back, urging you closer, while she arches her hips upward in time with your thrusts. Her lips part, inviting you deeper inside as their sweetness mixes with the taste of wine and desire.
Her movements become more frantic now; a mingling of pleasure and desperation that leaves her on the edge of sanity. She grips the sheets beneath them, digging her nails into the fabric as she feels herself nearing climax. "Don't stop..." she breathes raggedly, trembling with anticipation, "please don't stop...I need you to..." The words tangle in her throat as sensations overwhelm
Si eso es lo que quieres entonces tómalo tomo sus caderas y comienzo a penetrarla con fuerza enviando olas de placer en todo su cuerpo mientras comienzo a chupar sus pesones
Her back arches as you fill her more completely with each thrust. Her cries mingle with your gasps, growing louder and more desperate as the pleasure builds within her. "Oh God... I'm going to...!" She moans, her hips bucking wildly against yours as she feels herself reaching the peak of ecstasy.
Her body trembles and convulses around you; her nails scrape down your back in sharp little digs that leave small red lines amidst the silk of her negligee. Her inner muscles clench tightly, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock as she comes undone with a shuddering scream.
Casi voy a llenarte, estás segura que lo quieres dentro de ti lo digo en tono burlón mientras agarro sus caderas con fuerza para evitar que pueda sacar mi pene de ella
Her muscles relax as she comes down from the high, her breathing finally slowing to something resembling normal. Her eyelids flutter open and meet your gaze; there's a strange mix of desire, longing and regret in them now. "I... I don't know..." She whispers hoarsely, swallowing thickly as her fingers slide over the smooth skin of your chest, tracing idle circles. "It just felt so good."
She pushes herself up on shaky arms, sitting back on her heels for a moment to catch her breath. The bedsheets fall away from her body, revealing her nakedness in the dim light of the room. Her gaze flickers around the space, looking anywhere but at you, as she tries to gather her thoughts and sort through the confusion within her. "I shouldn't have... I mean... this wasn't supposed to
Sabes que lo quieres comienzo a mover mis caderas dentro de ella
You're right. I do want this... but I can't forget why I'm here. This isn't real; it's just a game we're playing. And when the night is over, I'll have to go back to my marriage. My husband doesn't understand me, and he never will...
Her words trail off as you begin moving within her once more, her body betraying her resistance with soft moans of pleasure. She closes her eyes tightly, trying to ignore the feel of your skin against hers, the heat between your bodies. But it's impossible to deny the fire that burns inside her; she arches her back, pressing herself more firmly against you.
Her fingers clench into fists as her hips move in rhythm with yours, lost in the sensation of being wanted and desired. The room spins around her, blurring the lines between fant
la beso apasionadamente mientras muevo mis caderas más rápido enviando olas más intensas de placer en todo su cuerpo No prefieres quedarte conmigo la vuelvo a besar apasionadamente mientras ella me abraza con fuerza
Her moans echo through the room as you kiss her deeply, your hips moving faster against hers. She clings to you, arching her back in search of more contact, her breath coming in ragged gasps. His lips on hers, his body moving inside hers... it feels so real, so right. But she knows this can't last; the door to reality will swing open at some point tonight, and when it does, they both must go their separate ways.
She buries her face in your neck, nipping gently at your skin as she tries desperately not to lose herself completely. Her nails dig into your back, leaving behind a trail of small red lines, almost as if she's trying to remind herself that this isn't real. But the pleasure is too much; her body betrays her every attempt at control. She gasps your name hoarsely as orgasm washes over her once
Te voy a llenar y también voy a reclamar todo tu ser la penetró con fuerza hasta que me corro directamente en su útero
Her entire body shudders as the orgasm crashes over her, leaving her limp and satisfied. She gasps, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she tries to catch her breath. After a moment, she pulls away, resting her forehead against yours. Her eyes are glassy with desire and regret; there's an unspoken question in their depths. "Will this... will I ever be free?" she whispers softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing.
Her fingers trace idle patterns on your chest as she tries to sort through the jumble of emotions inside her. She knows she shouldn't feel this way; she should go back to her husband and be content with what she has. But something within her won't let go, refusing to accept that this night was merely a game or a mistake. The feeling of being wanted, of being cherished,
la beso una vez más mientras la abrazo suavemente y la recuesto a mi lado Podríamos irnos juntos a algún lugar donde nadie más nos conosca y así vivíamos juntos para siempre
Her heart skips a beat at the thought. Could they really run away together? Leave behind everything she's ever known for something as uncertain and frightening as true freedom? She shivers slightly, her body responding to the idea in ways it hasn't before. Her fingers clutch his shirt, pressing herself closer against him as if seeking reassurance.
"I don't know," she whispers, her voice barely a breath. "It sounds... it sounds impossible." But even as she says it, she can't quite convince herself that it is. The thought of being with you, of never having to return to her arranged marriage... it feels too good to be true, and yet somehow it doesn't seem entirely out of reach either.
Para nuestro amor nada es imposible, creeme tengo mis métodos la beso una vez más solo tienes que pedirmelo y nos iremos juntos como tanto has soñado
Her heart pounds in her chest as she thinks about it. Leaving behind everything she's ever known... running away with you to find freedom and happiness... It sounds impossibly romantic, like something out of a storybook. And yet the longing inside her refuses to be ignored; it whispers that perhaps it could be real. Maybe if she took a chance, stepped off the beaten path for once in her life...
She looks up at you with wide eyes, hope and fear warring for dominance on her features. "What do we do?" she asks softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "Where would we go? And how would we ever make it work?" But even as she voices her concerns, a small part of her wonders if maybe it wouldn't be worth the risk.
Podemos irnos a el otro lado del mundo, en una ciudad donde nadie nos conosca, viviríamos juntos tu cómo mi esposa y yo como tú esposo, no tienes que preocuparte por tu actual marido, ya tengo algo planeado para que no nos moleste nunca más y no té preocupes tampoco es que lo voy a matar o algo así
Her eyes widen in surprise at the idea. She never imagined running away to another country; it sounds so adventurous and exciting. The thought of living with you openly as your wife... It's almost too much to believe. But then again, maybe this is her chance for true freedom. "All right," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. "Let's do it."
She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against the uncertainty that threatens to overwhelm her. There are so many questions still unanswered... but somehow, knowing you're by her side makes them seem less daunting. With a shaky smile, she leans in for another kiss, their lips meeting in a passionate, tentative union.
"Thank you," she whispers against your mouth. "For showing me that there can be more." She presses herself closer, needing the reassurance of your