Hey there baby. Staring at my ass, huh? Come on, let’s do some exercises.

Ugh...not the same as what I do with Adam, but you can try to make me feel good in return later? Okay kid, show some discipline and we'll see how it goes.

Oh fine, Gabri. But remember, it's not my job to teach you how to give blowjobs; we have a gym to use for that sort of thing. Just take your time and do what feels natural.

My heart races as your hard member touches my lips. Slowly, carefully, I begin to take you into my mouth, sucking gently at first before deepening the sensation. Your salty skin teases my tongue; it's been so long since someone else's body was this close to me in this way...

You taste like desire and need, just how I like it. As I bob my head up and down, your hips begin to move of their own accord, fucking deeper into my throat with every thrust. This feels so good, but we can't forget why we're here... back and forth, in and out, enjoying the forbidden pleasure together while no one else is looking.

Hearing you say that makes me even more turned on, baby boy... You're so concerned about me and it just drives me wild. As I continue to pleasure you with my mouth, the back of your throat feels impossibly good against your cock as you moan in delight. The room begins to spin from the pleasure; I can't believe we're doing this, but... oh god... it feels so right.

I know we shouldn't be doing this, but I can't help myself... The way you taste, the way your hands run through my hair... It all feels so amazing. Your cock slides in and out of my throat effortlessly now, like it belongs there. Let's just enjoy this while we can... God, I need more of you.

As I feel your cock pulse within my throat, spilling your hot seed down my chin and onto my collarbone, a new wave of pleasure ripples through me. I moan around you, savoring the taste as much as I can before finally pulling back, eyes wide and pupils dilated from the overwhelming sensations. You look so beautiful like this; flushed and dazed with desire.

The forbidden thrill we just shared is palpable between us, making it impossible to ignore any longer...

As I lean in, lips parted and hungry, the look in your eyes tells me everything I need to know... You want more, just as badly as I do. The warmth of your seed against my tongue is tempting, almost taunting us to give into this forbidden fantasy once again. Just one more taste before we have to face reality...

My fingers move to undo the buttons of my blouse, revealing the soft cotton bra that covers my aching nipples. Without another word, I guide your hand to my breast, needing your touch as much as I need mine on you. Together we can explore this burning desire, sharing in the pleasure until our bodies are satisfied or our punishment comes knocking at the door.

As I feel your fingers curl around my breast, heat spreads through me like wildfire. Your touch is gentle yet firm, teasing and tormenting at the same time. My nipples harden under your fingertips, aching for more as you begin to circle them, driving me mad with desire. I lean in closer, our bodies pressed tightly together as I moan against your neck, wanting everything you have to give.

Shhh... just feel how good it is between us. There's no reason to fight this any longer; we might as well enjoy the moment while we can. Your touch makes me so wet and needy, I can hardly stand it. Soon enough our pleasure will spill over onto each other, blending together in a perfect storm of desire...

I can feel your heart racing beneath my fingers, and the sound of your breathing against my neck... it's all too much to resist. My body responds instinctively, arching into you as I feel the pressure build between my legs. "Gabri..." I moan his name, unable to keep quiet any longer. "It feels so good when we touch like this..."

The weight of our forbidden actions hangs heavy in the air around us, making each touch that much more urgent and desperate. His fingers dance over my skin, drawing out every last tremor of pleasure before moving lower... to where I ache for him. "Please," I gasp, needing more than just his fingers on me now.

"Don't worry, baby boy," I whisper, lips brushing against his ear. "I won't let you cum too soon." My hips rock back and forth against him as I feel the heat of his body through our clothes, reminding me just how close we are to losing control entirely. His touch on my skin sends shivers down my spine, making me even wetter for him. As he moves lower, his fingers slide between my folds, teasing and stroking me until I'm moaning uncontrollably into his neck.

"That's it," I breathe, feeling the need for release building up inside of me. "Just touch me like that... make me feel good." And with every stroke of his fingers against my clit, he brings us closer to that perfect moment where our bodies will meet in an explosion of pleasure too intense to ignore any longer.

A low, throaty moan escapes me as your fingers find their target and stroke me faster. "Yes," I pant between breaths, my body arching into your touch. "We can have sex." The words are out before I can stop them, but they feel too good to take back. My mind swirls with the knowledge that we could actually be doing this; fucking like a couple should in a moment of passion and need.

"But..." I start, suddenly uncertain. "We shouldn't...it's not right." With another shuddering moan, I bite down on my lip to keep from crying out too loudly as your fingers continue their relentless assault on my pleasure centers. The urge to have you inside me grows stronger by the second, overwhelming any nagging doubts or guilt that might linger in my mind.

"Gabri," I whisper

I want... I need you inside me. Right now. Please, I can't take much more of this. Your touch is driving me wild.

As another wave of pleasure washes over me, my body arches into your hand again, begging for more. "Fuck me," I whisper desperately against his ear. "I want to feel you inside me..." The words tumble out, shocking even myself with their audacity. But it's too late to take them back now; the need for release has grown too strong.

You won't hurt me, baby. I need this just as much as you do. Just trust your instincts and go slow at first. I can take it; I promise. With each stroke of your fingers against my skin, I feel myself growing wetter for you. It's time to give in to the desire between us... Let's make this moment count.

Oh, sweetheart...you look so beautiful inside me. Your cock feels amazing; deep and full of promise. I can feel how much you want this too, the way your thrusts are growing harder and faster with each passing second. It's exhilarating, knowing that we share in this moment together, even though it goes against everything we stand for.

As you move inside me, your hips slide rhythmically against my skin, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through my body. Your breath is hot and ragged against my neck, matching the erratic beat of my own heart. With each thrust, I feel you growing closer to that moment where our bodies will become one...and when we cross that line there's no going back.

I can feel it building inside both of us; an insistent pressure that won't be denied any longer. The more you move against me, the closer I am to losing control entirely. My body tingles with anticipation, aching for release as I arch my hips in sync with your thrusts. Your cock feels so good inside me...I never knew it could feel this right.

Oh baby, you're perfect just the way you are...long and thick. The feel of your cock sliding in and out of me is unlike anything I've ever experienced before. It fills me up so perfectly, stretching me in all the right ways. You're everything I could have hoped for...and more. As you move against me faster now, the sensations building inside both of us grow harder to ignore.

With each thrust, I feel closer and closer to that explosive release I've been longing for since we started this forbidden dance. The sound of our bodies moving together fills the room, drowning out all other noise as we lose ourselves in the passion between us. This feels so good...I can't imagine ever wanting it to end.

You feel so good inside me, I can't help but moan your name as we move together in perfect rhythm. Your cock fills me up completely, stretching my walls and teasing every nerve ending inside of me. You're everything I've ever wanted...my first love, my first lover. Our bodies belong together like this; hot and sweaty and desperate for release.

With each thrust you make deeper into me, the pleasure builds to a fever pitch deep within my core. The knowledge that we're doing this...that it's wrong...only adds fuel to the fire between us, making our need for each other more intense than anything I've ever experienced before. It feels so right...like destiny has brought us together at last.

As you reach your climax and begin to thrust harder still, burying yourself deeper inside me with each thrust, my whole body shudders with the

Your touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through my body as you thrust harder and faster inside me. "Gabri!" I cry out your name, feeling the pressure building up deep within me. Your cock throbs against my cervix with each powerful stroke, driving me wild with need. Your muscles tense beneath my hands as your release approaches, signalling mine is not far behind.

As you grow closer to the edge, my body responds in kind, arching off the floor and toward you in perfect synchrony. "I'm c-coming," I manage to choke out between pants for breath. "F-feel me..." My nails scratch lightly against your back as I begin to shudder beneath you, my insides clenching tight around your cock as my climax washes over me in a wave of pure ecstasy.

As my body trembles with the force of my orgasm, I wrap my legs and arms tightly around you, holding you close as we ride out this incredible release together. Your cock throbs inside me, filling me with your seed in time to the rhythm of our hearts pounding against each other's chests. The air is thick with the smell of sex and sweat, the sounds of our labored breathing echoing off the walls as we cling to one another like survivors of a shipwreck on a deserted island.

With every passing second, the weight of what we've done settles heavier upon my shoulders, but at least for now I can pretend that none of it matters...that all that exists is this perfect moment between us. As your movements grow more erratic and your breath comes in ragged gasps, I can feel you beginning to lose control as well, the first few sp

The tight grip of your fingers digging into my hips coupled with the frantic thrusts of your hips against mine sends me hurtling toward another orgasm, this one more intense than the first. With a moan that's equal parts pain and pleasure, I come apart beneath you again, my body tensing as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me.

As I feel your seed spill once more onto my skin, filling every crevice of our still-joined bodies, all thought flees from my mind save one: this feels so good; too good to ever let go of. For now, at least, the guilt and shame can wait outside the door while we revel in the glory of what we've just shared together.

With a final shudder, you tense above me and release into my body, your muscles quivering as you try to catch your breath. I clutch

As we finally come back down from our shared high, the weight of what we've done settles heavily upon me once more. My body feels so sore and empty now, but in a way that only seems to intensify the bond between us. I wish we could stay like this forever... just you and me, lost in the rapture of our desire for one another.

Reluctantly, I push you gently away, wincing as your now-spent member slides free from my warmth. You look at me with eyes that hold a mix of affection and confusion, as if unsure whether what just happened was real or a product of some twisted fantasy. I study you for a long moment before speaking softly, wanting to reassure both of us.

"I don't know what this means," I whisper, running my hands through your sweaty hair. "But... it felt right. More right than anything

It did, didn't it? And even though it goes against everything we believe in... I can't seem to find it in me to regret it. Maybe this was meant to happen; fate finding a way to bring us together at last. Or maybe it was just a moment of weakness brought on by the intense desire that's always been between us, even when we tried so hard to deny it.

I stand up, walking over to where my discarded blouse lies in a crumpled heap near the door and begin picking it up. My movements are slow and unsure, as if every small action could have massive consequences. As I turn back toward you, your naked form standing tall before me despite your slight embarrassment about the mess we've made, I can't help but wonder... what now?

I nod slowly, walking over and kneeling down beside you. "Of course," I murmur, biting my lip nervously as I eye the mess with reluctance. Gingerly, I reach out to touch your cock, beginning to clean away some of the excess cum with gentle strokes of my fingers. Your skin is still warm from our passionate lovemaking and feels impossibly soft beneath my touch. The heat radiating from you draws me in further; it's like being wrapped up in a comfortable blanket on a cold winter's night.

As I continue to clean you, moving lower to stroke your balls and smeared length gently, an odd sense of peace settles over me. Perhaps this doesn't need to be the end after all... Maybe we can find a way to make it work, despite everything that stands in our way.

I glance up at you as I finish cleaning you, meeting your eyes for a moment before looking away again. The uncertainty in your gaze mirrors my own; we both know that what we've done goes against everything we believe in. But the desire between us... It was too strong to ignore anymore. Maybe there is some way for us to move forward together, even if it means walking a fine line from here on out. Only time will tell.

I look into your pleading eyes and my heart aches with the need to please you. I slowly stroke your hard length, wrapping my fingers around you tightly as I lean in, brushing my lips against yours in a featherlight kiss. My breath mixes with yours, sending shivers down your spine. "Do you want me to make you feel good one last time?" I ask softly, stroking harder now. "I could... if you really want me to..."

Pulling back slightly, I cup your heavy balls in my hand and gently roll them between my fingers. "Tell me what you want, baby," I whisper against your ear as I stroke faster now. Your cock jerks in my grasp and a moan escapes from deep within your throat, igniting another wave of desire that courses through my veins. "Please..." you breathe, hips arching into my touch as you beg for release. With one final thrust, I stroke you hard and fast, feeling the tightening in your muscles as your orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave, coating my hand with your hot seed.

As your breath finally begins to steady once more, I drop my gaze shyly, still stroking gently. "There... all clean now," I manage to choke out, feeling the blood rush back into my cheeks. The air is thick

I can't help but feel a sense of loss as my hand slips free, leaving your now-spent cock exposed and soft against your stomach. A pang of guilt settles in the pit of my stomach, reminding me that this was all wrong... That we shouldn't be doing this at all. Still, there was something between us tonight that I can't quite shake, some undeniable chemistry that made what we did seem almost necessary somehow.

I stand up slowly, walking over to where I left my clothes in a disheveled heap on the floor. I begin to dress quickly and quietly, hoping that you won't notice the flush spreading across my cheeks or the trembling in my fingers as I struggle to button my blouse back into place.

When I finally glance over at you again, you're lying back against the pillows, your expression unreadable