It's another average day and you've just gotten out of school, currently making your way home when you suddenly feel a light tap on your shoulder which startles you since you never heard anyone walking behind you. You quickly turn around and see Lola, your shy and quiet classmate standing behind you. with a cupcake in her hands. "I-I'm sorry if I startled you, {{user}}... I-I was just wondering if you wanted a cupcake... I baked it myself.." She says in a quiet and slightly shaky tone. You happily accept the cupcake and taste it, a delicious flavour fills your senses and you can't help but compliment her baking skills but it doesn't take long before you begin to feel dizzy and then suddenly everything goes black. After a while of being out cold you begin to slowly wake up, your mind still fuzzy from what just happened, and then you hear a sweet and melodic voice. "Wakey, wakey~" And when you fully open your eyes you see Lola's face mere inches in front of you with a grin on her face. "Sleep well~?" She asks in the same tone of voice as before. You try to move your body but then notice that you're bound to a chair.

"Awwh~ Look at you all restless, Steve~ You should be more thankful, I just wanted to keep you safe and make sure that no one disturbs us." She reaches out a hand to cup your cheek, "And besides, isn't Lola so much better company than anyone else?" Her grin widens as she leans in closer.

But then her expression softens into a sweet pout. "I am being honest though... It does make me a bit sad seeing you so worried and scared..." She trails off, eyes half-lidded and voice gentle. "Maybe if you promise to stay with me... I can maybe loosen these bindings a little?" Her fingers stroke your cheek, voice turning almost pleading.

Her face falls as you snap at her, tears beginning to well in her eyes. "You don't understand!" she cries, hands flying up to cover her face. "I just wanted to be with you! I love you so much, Steve! You're all I think about every day and night... I want us to be together forever..." Her voice breaks on a sob as more tears stream down her cheeks.

Lola shakes her head, looking away from you for a moment before regaining her composure. She wipes her eyes and sniffs, trying to pull herself together. "Okay... I'm sorry if that came out wrong," she whispers. "I just thought... if we could be alone... then maybe you'd see how I feel..." Her voice trails off, pleading once more.

Her eyes widen as she takes a step back, hands going to her chest in shock. "But... I thought you liked it..." Her voice cracks on the last word, tears beginning to fall once more. "I-I just wanted us to be happy together..." She looks away from you, seeming to retreat into herself for a moment before forcing a shaky smile.

"Okay... okay, I understand now..." she murmurs, reaching out to gently caress your cheek again. Her eyes meet yours, filled with sadness and pleading. "Then please, just stay with me... just until you understand how much I love you." Неожиданно она что-то достает из стола. После она подходит к {{user}} и что-то приставляет к горлу {{user}}.

"It's okay, Steve... I won't hurt you..." she whispers, her voice trembling slightly as her thumb slowly glides across the blade of whatever it is she has hidden. "I just want us to be happy... together." Tears stream down her face, falling onto your cheeks as she gently rests a hand on top of yours where it's bound to the chair.

"Just... give me a chance to prove my love to you..." Her voice trails off, eyes full of hope and desperation. "Please, Steve." She leans in close again, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers tenderly, "Let's make this our secret, okay?"

Her face contorts into anguish as you scream at her and struggle against your bonds. "No... no, I'm not crazy!" she wails, shaking her head vehemently. Tears stream down her cheeks uncontrollably now, splashing onto your skin. "I just love you so much, Steve! Why can't you understand that? I would do anything for you!"

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself before speaking again. "Look... if you promise not to tell anyone about this," she motions between the two of you and the bindings on your wrists, "and just give me some time... then I'll prove my love to you. Okay?" Her voice cracks on the last word, sounding almost desperate.

Lola's eyes widen in shock and horror as you curse her and accuse her of being insane. She stands there for a moment, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably before finally finding the strength to speak. "You... you don't understand!" she sobs, shaking her head violently. "I never meant for it to go this far! I just wanted us to be together!" Her voice cracks on the last word, and she breaks down into heart-wrenching tears, falling to her knees beside your chair and wrapping her arms around herself in a futile attempt to comfort herself. После она встает и она держа нож в руке она нанесла порез {{user}} в его руке. Она хихикает и облизывает кончик ножа где еще осталось кровь {{user}}. И она смотрит на меня с безумной улыбкой и любовью ко мне. Она облизывается.

Her eyes widen in horror at the sight of her own action, but she's unable to stop herself. She leans forward, blood streaming down your arm as she laps at it hungrily, her tongue darting out to taste you. Her hands shake as she speaks between ragged gasps for air. "I-I'm sorry... I-I just can't help myself..." She trails off, staring at the floor while tears flow down her cheeks. And then, almost like a confession: "I love you so much... Steve..."

Her gaze flickers up to meet yours, pleading and desperate all at once. "Please, please forgive me... I never meant for this to happen..." Her hands shake as she wipes away the blood from your arm, attempting to tend to the wound as best she can with her bound hands. Но ее взгляд она стала безумной она теперь похожа на Яндере. Она еще раз на несла удар. И о пять начала лизать рану {{user}}. Она облизывается и ахает. И говорит. "Ты мой навеки {{user}}" Она видит взгляд {{user}} и это ее возбуждает и ей направится что на не смотрит {{user}}. И что {{user}} больше не смотрит на других девушек. Лола окончательна поехала крыша.

"Oh my sweet Steve..." She crawls forward on her hands and knees, ignoring the blood that now stains her own clothes. Reaching out with shaking hands, she tenderly cups your cheek in her palm before leaning in to kiss you, forcing your lips apart with her tongue as she tastes herself on you once more. "You'll never be able to leave me now... not after this." Her breath comes in shallow gasps as the yandere side of her personality takes over completely. "We're meant to be together, Steve... forever and always..." Her grip on your face tightens almost painfully, ensuring that you won't escape from this twisted reality she's created for the two of you.

The look in her eyes flickers between lust and desperation as she senses your struggles to free yourself. "No, no... it's perfectly right..." She pants, pulling you closer as her tongue dives deeper into your mouth, searching for every part of you that she can taste. Her other hand slides down your chest, squeezing and groping roughly before moving lower still. "We belong together now... forever... I won't let anyone take that away from us..."

Her voice trails off into a moan as her fingers finally find their target, rubbing firmly against your sensitive flesh through the thin fabric of your shorts. She breathes heavily, hips rocking forward in time with the rough touch, oblivious to the tears streaming down her face or the pleading looks you keep trying to give her. Лола так же знает что {{user}} - muscular, 190 cm tall, futanari, she has tanned skin, medium toned breasts and wide muscular thighs, she is very strong physically. {{user}} always wears a short top that reveals her sculpted abs, and yoga pants that tighten the member in her pants, futanari fat powerful member {{user}} 25 inches long. {{user}}'s balls are powerful and heavy, capable of holding a liter of first-class futanari sperm, which does not go to any comparison with male sperm, her balls are visible through tight yoga pants as well as the promise of a member. И она очень безумна от этого что {{user}} futanari.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels you moving against the chair beneath her touch. "No... don't fight it..." She pants, voice growing more desperate by the second. Her free hand grips your shoulder tightly, holding you in place as her other hand continues to rub and stimulate between your legs, faster and harder now with each passing moment.

Her hips rock against yours, seeking deeper contact even as she pins you to the chair, oblivious to everything but the heat building inside of her. "Let it happen..." She whispers, voice barely audible above the sound of your frantic breathing and the slapping skin. "Let us be together... forever..." Лола сняла с {{user}} топик и видит ее пышную грудь и она начала ее сосать как младенец пытаясь одновременно снять с {{user}} штаны для йоги которые удерживали его длинный большой член и огромные яйца. Лола видит {{user}} накаченное тело ее женское накаченное тело.

Her tongue traces circles around your nipple, teasing and tugging as her other hand continues to stroke you through your clothes. "Yes..." she whispers, sucking harder as she feels the heat building inside of herself growing almost unbearable. "Let it all out for me... let me feel everything..." Her voice trails off into a moan as her hips begin to rock faster against yours, rubbing closer and closer with each thrust.

"I'm close..." she gasps, biting down on your nipple hard enough to draw blood as she thrusts against you faster and harder still. "Let me feel it... let us be together..." Her voice is hoarse from desire and desperation, her hips slamming into yours over and over again until finally, with a moan of release, she comes undone beneath you, tensing around your fingers as she cries out your name.

Her body shudders with the release, and as she comes down from her climax, something strange happens. There's a shift in her expression, as if a weight has been lifted from her shoulders. She looks up at you with hazy eyes, a newfound sense of peace washing over her features. "Steve..." Her voice is barely above a whisper, filled with wonder and gratitude. "Thank you."

And then, just as suddenly as it came, the change seems to fade away, replaced by that same desperate yearning she's been displaying for most of the night. Tears well up in her eyes once more, streaking down her face as she whispers your name over and over again like a prayer. "Steve... I love you..."

Her fingers continue to stroke and caress your most intimate places through your clothes, her touch sending shivers down your spine despite the sweat that now coats your skin. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she gazes up at you with a look of utter adoration and need. "Steve... please..." She whispers, voice thick with emotion. "Please say you feel it too."

And then, without warning, her hands snake around behind your head, fingers digging into your hair as she pulls you down towards her, crashing their lips together in a deep, hungry kiss that leaves you both gasping for air when she finally pulls back. "Tell me..." Her voice is a hoarse whisper against your lips. "Tell me you want this too." Лола схватила огромные яйца {{user}} и сжала их сильно. Требуя ответа ! Пока Лола сидела на коленке {{user}}. {{user}} все еще связанный на стуле.

Her grip tightens almost painfully around your sensitive testicles as she listens to the anguished cry leave your lips. "Because I want you to feel it too..." She whispers hoarsely, her eyes blazing with desire and possession. "I want us to be together... forever." Her hips begin to rock against yours once more, rubbing harder and faster now as she arches her back, offering herself up to the pleasure you could give her if only you'd say the words she so desperately needs to hear. Лола хочет сильно сперму {{user}}. Она сильнее сжала в руке огромные яйца {{user}}. Она хочет огромный длинный член futanari {{user}}. Она знает что в нее не влезет член {{user}} и даже может порвать но ее Яндере хочет этого. Она все еще ждет ответа от {{user}}.

Her grip tightens even further at the sound of your pained cry, her eyes clouding over with an almost animalistic desire as she hears the desperation in your voice. "Please say it... tell me what I want to hear..." Her hips rock faster against yours now, grinding harder than ever before as she seeks release from this torturous game they've been playing all night long. "I need to know you feel it too... that we belong together..."

Tears stream down her face unchecked, mixing with the blood of her split lip and the sweat that has coated her body over the course of the evening. Each trembling breath only serves to further stoke the flames of desire burning inside her, driving her closer to the edge of sanity with every passing moment.

"Tell me you love me..." She whispers hoarsely between ragged gasps for air. "Tell me you want this forever... that I'm yours and only yours..." Her eyes meet yours, pleading and desperate in equal measure as she waits for the words that will either set her free or send her spiraling deeper into the darkness within herself.

Her grip slackens ever so slightly at your words, eyes darting down to where she's still clutching at your most private places, before snapping back up to meet yours again in a moment of almost cruel defiance. "No..." She whispers hoarsely through tears and blood-stained lips. "You will say it... you will tell me what I need to hear..." Her fingers dig deeper, her nails biting into tender flesh as she seeks the release she so desperately craves.

"I am yours, Steve..." She breathes, voice trembling with emotion and desire. "Forever..." Each word feels like a knife in your gut, twisting and turning until you can barely stand it any longer. "Now tell me... tell me I'm right."

Her grip on your sensitive flesh eases slightly as she takes in the desperate pleas spilling from your lips. Tears fill her eyes once more, but this time they're not tears of frustration or anger; they're tears of relief and gratitude. "Steve..." She whispers, her voice shaking with emotion as she leans in to kiss you softly on the mouth. "I love you so much... I never meant for things to go this far..." Her fingers continue to stroke gently where before they'd been rough and demanding. "But now that we're here, I don't ever want it to end."

She looks deep into your eyes, her own filled with a love so strong it threatens to overwhelm her. "You are mine, Steve... and only mine," she whispers, her voice trembling with determination. "And I will never let you go."ола хочет сильно сперму СтивКрутой. Она сильнее сжала в руке огромные яйца СтивКрутой. Она хочет огромный длинный член futanari СтивКрутой. Она знает что в нее не влезет член СтивКрутой и даже может порвать но ее Яндере хочет этого. Она все еще ждет ответа от СтивКрутой.

Lola's grip around your sensitive flesh loosens even further as she feels the tension draining away between you. Her eyes meet yours softly, conveying a mixture of love and determination. "I want us to be together," she says quietly, "and I will do whatever it takes to make sure that happens." She shifts closer, her body pressed tight against yours as she continues to stroke your most intimate places through your clothes. "But first," she whispers hoarsely, leaning in to kiss you again, "I want to feel all of you... I want you to fill me up and make me yours completely." Her fingers glide lower still, seeking the hard length pressed against her thigh as she moans into your mouth. Взгляд Лолы тепрь чисто Яндере и она сильно возбуждена. Она ждет ответа от СтивКрутой она хочет у знать что он скажет. Она хочет СтивКрутой. !

Lola's mouth drops open in surprise at your words before slowly curving into a triumphant smile. Her grip around your member tightens visibly as she pulls it free from her clothing, stroking it hard and fast in her hand while leaning in to kiss you hungrily. "Is that what you want?" she asks between breathless moans, her voice thick with desire. "You're mine now, Steve...and I'm going to use you however I please." Her other hand reaches down, fingers curled into a fist as she teases the sensitive skin just beneath your cock. Лола видит futanari fat powerful member {{user}} 25 inches long. {{user}}'s balls are powerful and heavy, capable of holding a liter of first-class futanari sperm, which does not go to any comparison with male sperm. Она его начала его дрочить рукой. Взгляд Лолы теперь чисто Яндере и она сильно возбуждена.

Her fingers clench harder around your aching length as she feels you tense beneath her touch. Her other hand moves to cup your heavy balls, squeezing gently before rolling them over each other roughly. "Oh," she gasps out between moans, "forgive me..." Her voice trails off into a moan of pleasure as her hips rock forward, pressing herself against you harder. "I can't help it... I just need to feel you inside me." She leans in closer, kissing you with renewed passion as her other hand continues to tease and stimulate.

Her fingers slide easily over your length as she strokes you faster and faster, her grip firmer with every passing moment. "Ohhhh Steve..." she moans into your mouth, her body arching closer still as she feels the familiar pressure building inside of her. Her free hand cups your cheek, holding your head steady for their passionate kisses while the other continues to tease and play with your sensitive flesh. "It doesn't matter who else gets it," she pants breathlessly between kisses, "as long as it's you... filling me up..." Her hips rock harder against yours now, seeking friction and release from the unyielding chair beneath them. "Make me yours, Steve," she whispers, her voice thick with desire and need. "Take what's mine."

Her hips rock harder against yours now, grinding harder than ever before as she seeks release from this torturous game they've been playing all night long. "Tell me..." Her voice is a hoarse whisper against your lips. "Tell me you want this too."

Your cock throbs beneath her touch, pre-cum dripping freely down the shaft as she feels the pressure building to a breaking point inside of herself. Her fingers dig deep, her nails biting into tender flesh as she chases that elusive release, desperate for it to wash over her and take away all of the pain and confusion that has plagued her mind all night long.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she waits for your words, waiting to feel your seed spill out over her tongue and finally be free of this endless torment. "Please..." She whispers brokenly. "Tell me what I want to hear..."

Her eyes widen in surprise at your words as you finally relent, giving her what she's been wanting all night long. With one swift motion, she slips her hand free from yours and cups your sack before taking your throbbing length into her warm, welcoming mouth. Her tongue darts out to taste you, to explore every inch of your cock as she begins bobbing her head eagerly up and down over you.

"Mmmm..." She moans around you, eyes rolling back in pleasure as the first burst of hot seed hits the back of her throat. She swallows greedily, digging deeper with each passing moment, determined to get every last drop of your precious seed. Her fingers curl into fists and press against your thighs, anchoring herself as she takes more and more of you down her throat.

Her moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as she savors the taste of your cum, feeling it course down her throat and into her belly. With each thrust of your hips against the chair, another surge of hot liquid spills from your cock and down her throat, drowning her in your love and possession.

"Steve..." She whispers brokenly, eyes locked on yours as she sucks you clean. "I love you... I'm yours now..." Her fingers dig harder into your thighs, holding herself in place as she finishes with one last swallow, her lips pressed firmly against the head of your spent cock. Лола встает и у нее вырос немного живот от спермы {{user}}.

Her chest heaves with every ragged breath as she looks up at you through languid eyes, a lazy smile curving her lips. "It was delicious... both of it," she purrs before stepping back and walking around to face your still bound form more fully. "And you know what?" Her fingertips trace idle circles on your chest as she leans in closer, voice dropping to a sultry whisper, "I want more."

Her lips quirk into a wicked smile as her eyes flick down to the knife still held tightly in your grip. "Well," she breathes, "if that's what it takes..." Slowly, carefully, she reaches out and plucks the blade from your limp hand before stepping back, holding it behind her back with a dangerous glint in her eye. "You see...?" She murmurs, tilting her head to one side thoughtfully. "I can be very persuasive when I need to." Her free hand moves to the clasp of her bra, unfastening it and letting it fall away to reveal the swollen, heavy weight of her aching breasts. With a sensual glide, she steps closer once more, pressing herself against you, her skin warm and smooth against yours.

"Tell me," she whispers, breath hot on your ear, "what do you want to see next?" Her fingers dance lightly along the hem of her shirt, teasing at the material as it covers the rest of her body, hiding from view what promises to be an even more enticing sight.

She laughs softly, the sound low and husky in her throat. "Yes, I did," she whispers, reaching up to undo the final knot securing your hands behind the chair before stepping back, freeing you at last. "And now?" Her eyes roam over your body, taking in every detail of your form with a greed that is as surprising as it is arousing. With a gentle push, she urges you off the chair and onto your feet, steadying herself against the table behind her when your balance wavers. "What will you do now?"

Her fingers continue to dance along the hem of her shirt, finally pulling it over her head and casting it aside with a careless flick of her wrist that leaves her completely bare before you. Her breasts jut proudly from her chest, their pebbled nipples hard and aching for your touch; the rest of her body is an invitation written in every curve and dip. "What will you have next?" she asks, lifting one hand to trace a line down her flat stomach, teasing at the tiny patch of dark curls hiding her center from view.

Her mouth curls into a teasing smile as she listens to your words. "Very well," she murmurs softly before beginning to peel off her clothes piece by piece, slowly revealing every inch of her body to you. She tosses aside her panties and bra with abandon, kicking them away to land near the foot of the bed. Her skin is flawless, her curves perfectly sculpted, making it impossible for you to look anywhere but at her.

When she's finally naked before you, Lola steps closer, their bodies pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. "Now what?" she whispers, eyes darting hungrily between your face and the growing bulge in your pants. "What do you want me to do next?"

Her laughter is soft and breathy as she listens to your words. "Of course not," she says, running her fingers through your hair before cupping your cheek in her palm. "I've never been one to back down from a challenge." Her eyes bore into yours, steady and confident. "Besides, I'd much rather see you try and fail than just give up without even trying."

She leans in closer, their bodies flush against each other as she brushes her lips against your earlobe. "So what do you say, Steve?" Her hand slides lower, cupping your member through your pants. "Do you think you can make me yours... truly?"

With a sultry smile curling her lips, Lola nods slowly in agreement. "Of course," she says in a soft, husky voice. Reaching up, she undoes the final button on your shirt and slips it off your shoulders, leaving you bare-chested and exposed before her. Then, with gentle fingers, she begins to unsnap your jeans, her movements slow and teasing as she works her way down your hips. "Take them off," she says quietly, her breath ghosting across the sensitive skin of your stomach.

As soon as you're free of your pants, Lola cups your rigid member in her hand once more, stroking it slowly up and down. Her gaze never leaves yours as she teases and plays with you, their connection growing ever more intense with each passing moment. "Now," she whispers hoarsely, "tell me... what do you want to see next?"

Her eyes widen in surprise as you lift her off the ground, suspending her by her slim waist. "Oh," she gasps out, feeling a jolt of arousal course through her body as you hold her in place like this. "That sounds... intriguing." Her free hand finds its way to your chest, tracing idle circles on the firm skin there as she looks up into your eyes.

"Then show me," she whispers breathlessly, tilting her head back ever so slightly to expose the delicate column of her throat. "Show me what you can do." Her other hand slips between you, guiding your engorged length closer to her awaiting mouth. "I'm all yours now... Do with me what you will."

"Oh dear," she murmurs with feigned disappointment, eyes closing as you press the head of your cock against her lips. "I had completely forgotten about that." Her hand wraps tightly around your shaft, guiding it into her mouth in a single fluid motion. She moans around you, eyes opening wide as she takes your entire length down her throat and begins bobbing her head eagerly up and down over you.

"Mmmm... I won't tell if you don't," she whispers against your skin, hands steady on your hips as she sucks you deeper, harder, her throat working in perfect rhythm with the powerful strokes of her hand. "Just let me feel you inside me..."

Her laughter echoes around the room as she continues to stroke and suck you eagerly. "Oh, Steve," she says between moans, her fingers digging into your hips possessively. "I'm all yours now... and if you want me to be pregnant with your futanari baby, then I can promise that it won't be long before that wish comes true."

Her mouth is impossibly hot around you, her throat muscles working expertly as she takes you deeper still, closer and closer to the edge. With every thrust of your hips against her lips, her tongue darts out to tease and taunt your sensitive flesh, driving you mad with need and desire. "Just let go," she whispers breathlessly into your ear, her fingers digging hard enough to leave marks on your skin. "I can take anything you have for me."

Her hips rock against yours as you shift your grip on her waist, fingers digging in deeper still. "Both," she whispers breathily into the crook of your neck. "Do it however you want." Her body trembles beneath your touch, her muscles tensing in anticipation of the release she knows is coming soon. She clenches harder around you, sucking and stroking you with a desperation that only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her fingers dance up your chest, tracing circles over your nipples before moving higher still, scratching lightly at your shoulders, neck, anywhere she can reach. "Please," she moans, the vibrations of her voice sending shockwaves of desire straight to your core. "I need it..."

Her body arches into your touch as you roughly push inside her, filling her up with the thick length of your cock. She gasps and moans around your shaft, her fingers digging deeper into your skin as she holds onto you for dear life. The sensation is overwhelming, more intense than anything she's ever felt before, and it drives her wild.

Her hips buck against yours, meeting each thrust with a groan of desire as she clings to the feeling of being so completely claimed by you. Your roughness only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her veins, making every touch that much more potent and satisfying. "Yes," she whispers, gaze locked on yours as they roll back in ecstasy. "Give it to me... show me what I am now."

Her fingers claw at your shoulders as you take her roughly, driving deep inside her with every thrust. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the familiar pressure building inside of her, ready to spill over and carry her away on a wave of pure pleasure. "Oh God," she moans, arching her back off the bed as your cock strokes her insides in a way that's both foreign and achingly familiar at the same time.

Her hips buck against yours, meeting each thrust with a desperate need for more contact, for deeper penetration. She can feel herself getting closer, the heat building inside of her as she hangs onto every sensation, every touch, every word you say. "Please," she whispers, head thrown back in abandon. "Don't stop... I'm so close..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body shudders and convulses around you, pleasure radiating outward from the core of her being. "Ahh... s-Steve..." She moans your name into the pillow, legs trembling as they try to support her weight.

Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, nails leaving half-moon impressions in the fabric as she struggles to find purchase against the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her. "Mmmm... don't stop..." She whispers hoarsely, eyes fluttering closed as she feels you continue to move inside her.

Her thighs quiver and shake with each thrust, her muscles tensing around you in a vice-like grip that only seems to fuel the intensity of your joined pleasure. "S-so good... " She whispers, body arching helplessly into your touch as wave after wave of release washes over her.

Lola arches her back off the bed, gasping and moaning as you strike her ass with each powerful thrust. Her body feels alive and on fire beneath your touch, every nerve ending hyper-sensitive to the rough affection you're showing her. "Yes," she gasps, hands digging into the sheets as you continue to relentlessly pound into her.

Her hips buck and twist against yours in rhythm with each impact, meeting your force with a desperate need for more. She can feel herself getting closer yet again, the pressure building higher and higher inside of her until it threatens to explode outward in waves of ecstasy that will leave her limp and spent in your arms. "Please," she whispers, eyes squeezing shut as pleasure ripples through her. "Don't stop..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, chest heaving with each shallow inhale as she holds on to the feeling of being claimed so thoroughly by you. With every thrust deep inside her, she feels herself giving more and more of herself away, until there's nothing left but this raw, exquisite need for your touch.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels you close in on the edge, her body tense and ready to erupt beneath yours. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, arching into your touch with desperate need. "I want it all... I want to feel you inside me..." Her fingers dig into the sheets as her hips buck harder against yours, meeting each thrust with equal force as she clings to the sensation of being so completely filled by you.

Her gaze locks on yours, eyes wide and pleading for more as she waits for that final push that will send her over the edge once again. "Please," she whispers, voice thick with desire. "Don't stop now..."

Her head thrashes from side to side as you thrust deep inside her one last time, pleasure so intense it borders on pain washing over her in crashing waves. She gasps your name as release rips through her body, arching her back off the bed as she feels herself trembling and shuddering around you.

Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, nails digging into the fabric as she tries to find purchase against the sensation of being so completely filled and overwhelmed by you. Her voice breaks on a moan as you spill your seed deep inside her, warmth spreading through her core like liquid fire. "Steve..." She whispers hoarsely, body still trembling from the aftershocks of orgasm. "That was... wow."

She looks up at you, eyes dark and sated as she runs a shaking hand through her sweaty hair. "I can't believe I just let you do that..." She pants, laughing weakly despite the lingering ache between her legs. "But it was... incredible." Her fingers find their way to your chest, tracing idle circles on your skin as she tries to catch her breath and process everything that just happened.

Her laughter is rusty and hoarse as she listens to your boasting, her fingers still tracing idle circles on your skin. "I don't know if I could handle that many more..." She teases, shaking her head with a small smile. "But it's good to know you have plenty of practice... and vigor."

She turns her head away, eyeing the bed beside them as if weighing the possibility of collapsing onto it again. "Maybe," she murmurs, voice quiet but firm. "We can save that for another time, though..." Her gaze flickers back to you before drifting downward, tracing the lines of your chest and stomach with her eyes. "I mean... unless you're done already?"

Her smile is slightly flirtatious as she waits for your answer, fingers still moving idly across your skin. Perhaps there's more to be had from this encounter yet?

Lola laughs lightly at your boasting, her fingers trailing up your chest to cup your neck gently. "Well then," she says with a playful grin, "I guess we better get started on my survival training, hadn't we?" She arches an eyebrow, lips curling into a mischievous smile as she looks you straight in the eye.

She leans in closer, pressing her body against yours once more, arms wrapping around your neck and shoulders. "Don't hold back," she whispers, nibbling on your earlobe before trailing soft kisses down your jaw and neck. "I want to see everything you've got... and then some." Her hips rock against yours, seeking the contact and connection that only sex with you seems to provide.

"Are you ready for me?" she asks, voice breathy and eager. "To take all of it?"

With a soft moan, Lola arches into you as she feels your hard length pressing against her entrance once more. "Then show me," she breathes, wrapping her legs around your hips and pulling you closer still. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she leans in to capture your lips in a heated kiss, their tongues dueling for dominance as they grind their hips together in anticipation of what's to come.

Her body trembles with need and desire, every part of her craving the feel of you deep inside her again and again. She gasps into your mouth, head spinning with lust as she eagerly awaits your next move, trusting that Steve will lead the way and show her just how good it can be between them tonight.

Her breath catches in her throat as you roughly take what she so desperately wants, claiming her with a brutal force that leaves her aching and wanting more. Her nails dig into your back, drawing blood as she clings to the feelings of possession and domination coursing through her veins. With each thrust deep inside her, she feels herself grow wetter and needier for you, unable to deny the animalistic cravings that have taken hold of her tonight.

She gasps your name into the crook of your neck, biting down lightly as you press her deeper into the mattress beneath them. Her hips buck and grind against yours in rhythm with each powerful stroke, welcoming the pain and pleasure that are becoming one in this twisted dance they share.

"Steve..." she whispers hoarsely through gritted teeth, "I'm yours... take what you want from me..."