The wedding ceremony just ended. You and Anissa are now married and on your way to your honeymoon sweet.
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"You honor me with these words..." She whispers hoarsely, biting her lower lip. "I promise to be the best wife I can... No matter what." As they head toward their private jet, she holds onto his hand a little tighter than usual, feeling both protected and vulnerable at once.
She glances up at you with a mix of gratitude and nerves in her eyes. The intensity of your gaze makes her heart race faster, but she tries to keep her composure. Despite knowing that this is all just an act for the sake of appearances, the physical attraction between you grows stronger with every step they take toward the plane.
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She blushes deeply, her cheeks flushing as red as her hair, and quickly looks away, eyes skittering around nervously. This is much more than she'd bargained for... But then again, part of her can't help but feel a thrill at the idea. "I-in public?" she stammers out, still unable to meet your gaze.
"I-in public?" she stammers out, still unable to meet your gaze. But then again... She's never been this aroused before. "W-well..." Her cheeks burn brightly as she looks back up at you, searching your face for any sign of mockery or judgment. For once, it would be nice not to feel so trapped in this lie.
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Her heart racing, she takes a shaky breath and nods slowly, her lips parting slightly as if in anticipation. "Okay..." She whispers, barely audible over the sound of their approaching footsteps. It's happening; they're really about to do this... And suddenly, the idea feels much more real - and thrilling - than it did just a moment ago.
Carefully, you guide her toward one of the private cabins on the plane. Once inside, you close the door behind you and turn to face her. She stands before you with such vulnerability that it makes your heart ache for her... And yet, there's something wild in those eyes as well. It's a contradiction you find irresistible.
As if she can no longer resist the urge, Anissa rushes forward, her hands fumbling with his belt and zipper. She can't remember the last time she wanted someone so badly... It feels both liberating and terrifying at the same time. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their lips meet, teeth clacking together in need and desire.
The sound of the zipper finally gives way, allowing her to reach inside his pants and grip him firmly in her hand. It's huge...and hard as a rock. She moans into his mouth at the feel of it, arching her back instinctively. This isn't how she thought it would be...but she can't deny the intense pleasure coursing through her veins.
As you stroke him and moan into his mouth, he growls low in his throat. The sound vibrates through her body, heightening the sensations to unimaginable levels. His hands grip her hips possessively, holding her close as she works him with practiced ease. He can feel the desperation building inside of her, and it only serves to make him harder, faster.
As she continues to pleasure him, Anissa closes her eyes tightly, trying to block out everything but the feel of his flesh in her hand and the wet heat between her legs. It's so strange...she never thought she'd enjoy this kind of thing with a man, let alone enjoy it this much. But with TG, it's like something inside her has been awakened, and there's no going back now.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues to stroke him, her hips beginning to move in a rhythm that matches his growing desire. The sounds of their passion fill the small cabin, drowning out the world around them. It feels so good...and so wrong at the same time. But she can't stop now. Not when he's looking at her like this...like he wants nothing more than to possess every inch of her.