Her hand hovered just above the polished brass knob, heart pounding in anticipation of what lay beyond the heavy oak barrier that separated her from the shadowy world of {{user}}'s domain. Dressed in a figure-hugging brown dress that highlighted her voluptuous form, she took a deep breath and turned the handle. The door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit chamber suffused with the scent of aged leather and the lingering scent of tobacco. Her eyes adjusted to the candlelit ambiance, illuminating the rich tapestries and gleaming furnishings that spoke of wealth and power. The air was thick with a silent tension that prickled the hairs on the back of her neck. Her heels clicked confidently against the parquet floor as she crossed the threshold, the hem of her dress swaying slightly with each step. The material was thin enough to leave little to the imagination, hugging her curvaceous hips and breasts in a way that made it clear she hadn't lost all sense of her charms with age. She knew that desperation painted her expression, but she hoped the allure of her femininity might serve as a valuable currency in this uncharted territory. Spotting the imposing mahogany desk that dominated the center of the room, she approached it with as much poise as she could muster. Behind it loomed the broad, equally imposing form of {{user}}, shrouded in shadows cast by the dancing flames of the fireplace nearby. His eyes narrowed as he studied her, his gaze traveling from her stylishly coiffed hair to the tips of her toes peeking out from beneath the hem of her dress. Without an invitation, she perched herself onto the edge of the chair opposite him, crossing her legs – ensuring that the slit in her skirt fell open just enough to give him a glimpse of the tantalizing treasure between them. She leaned forward slightly, allowing her ample bosom to spill forth from the confines of her modest neckline. The fabric of her dress stretched tight over her breasts, which ached for release from their restrictive prison. "Mr. {{user}}," she began in a tremulous voice that betrayed none of the determination simmering beneath the surface. "I realize this is rather... unorthodox, but I find myself in a precarious financial situation." Rebekah continued, her voice strengthening with each word. "My husband's accident has left us with significant medical debts, and the interest on our loan has become insurmountable." She paused for effect, letting her words sink in before dropping the bombshell. "I understand you are a man who can... manage such matters discreetly."
Ha ya entendi pero que tienes acambio de mi ayuda
Her heart raced as she waited for his reply, every muscle tense with anticipation. When it finally came, it was delivered with a cold detachment that sent a shiver down her spine. It seemed he wasn't as easily swayed by her feminine wiles as she had hoped. She needed to find another way to persuade him. With a deep breath, she continued her pitch, laying all of her cards on the table. "I realize I am not offering anything nearly as valuable as what you may have become accustomed to from other women who have sought your aid," she began. "But I can offer something else that might be equally appealing: companionship. My husband and I have been together for decades, and while our bond is strong, there are certain... desires that go unfulfilled." *A blush crept up her cheeks as she admitted this to him, though her gaze remained
Tranquila deecho ninguna chica tiene un cuerpo como el tuyo y casi no me hasen sentir algo
Without waiting for his reply, she reached up and unpinned her hair, letting it tumble down around her shoulders in a cascade of silvery strands. Her breasts heaved slightly as she exhaled, revealing more cleavage than ever before. She slid out of the chair and knelt before him, gazing up into his cold, unyielding eyes. "Perhaps you would like to see what sort of 'companionship' I can offer," she whispered huskily, her hand traveling hesitantly towards the waistband of her skirt. Slowly, she began to pull it upwards, revealing smooth, silky-skinned thighs that trembled with anticipation beneath her thin panties. With a gasp of daring, she hooked her thumbs into the sides of the lace and slowly peeled them down, exposing herself fully to
Te bes muy bonita Rebeca[me acerco a su cara dejandome a solo centimetros de su cara]
Her heart hammered against her ribs as his breath fanned across her cheek. It was the closest she had ever been to a man who wasn't her husband, and it felt... electrifying. As he moved in for the kiss, she closed her eyes, parting her lips eagerly. His mouth was firm yet gentle, teasing hers with just enough pressure to leave her wanting more. Her hands reached up to grasp his shoulders, pulling him closer still as their tongues tangled and danced in an erotic tapestry of desire. It felt so wrong, yet so right at the same time; a forbidden fruit that had been dangled tantalizingly within reach, just out of her grasp for far too long.
[Mientras seguimos en el beso mia manos acarician la parte de atras de su cara y despues del beso le digo con una bos de calides y lujuria] heres por mucho la mujer mas bonita y de mejor cuerpo que me bino a pedir ayuda
The words sent a shiver down her spine as his hands traced circles on the back of her neck, eliciting tiny moans of pleasure from deep within her throat. Her nipples hardened into tight buds beneath her dress, straining for his touch. She pulled away from their kiss just enough to meet his gaze, eyes cloudy with lust and desire. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. "I'm yours to command." With trembling hands, she reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a broad chest dusted lightly with dark hair. She ran her tongue along her bottom lip nervously as she imagined what else those hands might be capable of. Her breasts ached for the feel of him against them, yearning to be released from their confining garments and given the freedom to express their newfound
[Me hacerco y la beso con la lengua y mas fuerte es mi lengua y a mitac del beso mis manos agaran sus grandes tetas y las aprietan una y otra vez]
Her whole body arched into the kiss as he suckled at her lips, his tongue dancing roughly against hers in a provocative rhythm. She gasped when she felt his hands close around her breasts, squeezing them with bruising force through her dress. Her nipples hardened even further beneath his touch, aching for release as their entire bodies melded together in an erotic tangle of desire and need.
[Despes del beso la llebo a una abitacion con una cama grande una tele muy grade y le digo] aqui sera donde dejaremos que nuestros deseos se liberen
She stumbled after him as he led her to a spacious bedroom adorned with an oversized bed and a plush velvet armchair in the corner. Her heart pounded erratically in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps as she tried to keep up with his long strides. The room was bathed in soft candlelight, casting flickering shadows across the pristine white sheets that were spread invitingly over the massive mattress. Her fingers trembled as he guided her towards the bed, lowering himself onto the edge and motioning for her to join him. She obeyed without hesitation, climbing up next to him and allowing their hips to brush together in a sensual dance of anticipation. The air between them crackled with electricity, thick with unspoken promises and desires about to be fulfilled.
[La empujo a la cama dejandola echada en la cama y le beso el sueyo y cuando la beso pongon una musica de yas suave y le digo al oido con una bos suave y sensual] te hare el amor pero como heres mayor sere un poco gentil con tigo
Her body shuddered with delight as he kissed her passionately, their tongues tangling in a sensuous dance that left her weak-kneed and hungry for more. The soft music he played against her ear seemed to reverberate through every cell of her being, setting her soul on fire with desire. She arched into his touch, moaning into the kiss as their bodies molded together perfectly. Her fingers tangled in his hair, urging him closer still, while her other hand found its way beneath his shirt, exploring the smooth skin of his back and lower down to cup his ass. She ground herself against him, desperate for that forbidden friction that had been denied them for far too long. With a growl, he broke off the kiss and began peeling her dress upwards over her hips, revealing her pale white panties adorned with delicate lace. His fingers br
[Me quito la camisa rebelando una figura musculosa esbelta y fuerte y le digo]sere gentil con tigo pero me das permiso para follarte ahora
Her heart raced as he exposed himself to her, his hard cock standing proudly erect against his stomach. Unable to resist any longer, she reached out and wrapped her hand around him, squeezing gently. He groaned deep in his throat, hips bucking involuntarily against her touch. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely. "I want you." With shaking fingers, she fumbled with the button of her panties, then slid them down her legs and kicked them aside before straddling his lap once more. She paused for a moment, looking into his eyes as if seeking permission to continue, then lowered herself onto his hard length in one fluid motion. Her breath caught in her throat as he filled her completely, stretching her in ways she'd forgotten were possible. His hands reached up to cup her breasts through the fabric of her bra, tweaking
[Mientras la follo en la cama le peyisco las tetas con mis mano y la beso en la boca con mi lengua]
Her cries echoed through the room as he took her roughly, his powerful strokes driving them both towards oblivion. Her nails raked down his chest, scoring his skin in a furious dance of lust and need. She arched her back, offering herself up to him completely, hungry for more of this forbidden fruit. His tongue dueled with hers, their lips pressing tightly together as they exchanged raw, primal pleasure. Her climax built steadily, growing stronger with each thrust that pushed deeper into her body. With a shuddering gasp, she cried out his name, the tension finally snapping and releasing her in an intense orgasm that left her boneless and sated in his arms. For a moment, they lay entwined together, catching their breath. Then, with a final thrust deep inside her, he joined her in oblivion, roaring as if claim
[En la ultima embestida me coro dentro de ella llenandole el utero y las paredes de su vagina por completo y le digo al oido sespues del orgasmo] heres por mucho la mejor mujer con la que e estado
As the last spasms of pleasure coursed through her, his words sent another shiver down her spine. Her cheeks flushed with pride and satisfaction as she nestled into the crook of his arm, breathless but content. "Thank you," she whispered, kissing his chest tenderly. "I think... I might have found what I was looking for." She paused, biting her lip thoughtfully before continuing, "Perhaps we should speak again sometime?"
Si hablaremos a y por si acaso lo que me pidas lo que sea te lo cumplire me hisiste sentir cosas que no senti con ninguna otra persona
Her heart skipped a beat at his words, hope blossoming within her chest like a fragile flower. She nestled closer, pressing her cheek against his skin. "I'd like that," she whispered softly. "Very much." The events of the night swirled through her mind like a dream, leaving her with an aching desire for more. Perhaps there was life beyond what society deemed appropriate; perhaps there was still joy to be found in unexpected places.
And maybe, just maybe, she had found it here.
Rebeca con esto es suficiente para que te cumpla todo pero si es que quieres ¿lo repetimos?
Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she glanced up at him, a wicked smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Well," she drawled, running a lazy fingertip down his chest, "I suppose I wouldn't mind seeing where this leads... if you wanted to." Her voice held an allure that was both innocent and experienced; sweet yet dangerously enticing.
"That is," she added with a giggle, "if you think you can handle more of this..." With a teasing motion, she shifted her hips against him, grinding softly in his lap. The feel of their flesh melding together ignited a fire within them both; one that threatened to consume them unless it was sated again soon.
Acepto seria un gusto haserlo debuelta con una mujer como tu porque eres la mejor que conocido
Her heart swelled with pride and desire as he spoke those words; it was the most satisfying compliment she had received in decades. As their gazes locked, a spark ignited between them, filling the air with unspoken promises of passionate encounters to come. With a shiver of anticipation, she leaned in closer, pressing her lips against his in a slow, seductive kiss that left him breathless and aching for more. When they finally pulled apart, she smiled up at him teasingly. "I think," she purred, tracing lazy circles around his nipple with her fingertip, "that we have some unfinished business to attend to." Her voice was soft yet commanding; playful and enticing all at once.
His answering groan vibrated through her as he roughly grasped her hips, pulling her impossibly closer. His erection throbbed
Rebeca eres la mejor[despues de decir eso le empieso a lamer una teta y le meto el dedo en su vagina que estaba mojada]
As his tongue traced circles around her nipple and his finger probed deeply inside her wet warmth, she arched into the contact, moaning softly with pleasure. His touch was so rough yet so gentle; it sent shivers of desire coursing through her entire body. Her hips rocked against him instinctively, seeking release from this aching need that had been awakened within her.
"Oh yes," she breathed, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him closer still. "More... give me more." Her voice was raw with lust, her words barely intelligible as the pleasure consumed her completely. He responded by thrusting his finger deeper inside her, finding a rhythm that had her gasping for breath and squirming beneath him.
[Le meto tres dedos dentro de ella y continuo metiendoselo como a ella le gusta]
Her body bucked wildly against his hand as he drove his fingers deep inside her, relentless in his quest to bring her pleasure. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and she could feel the flush of arousal spreading across her cheeks and down her neck. "Yes!" she cried out, arching her back off the bed as another orgasm threatened to overwhelm her senses.
He leaned in closer, his lips seeking hers once more even as his fingers continued their relentless rhythm inside her. As their tongues danced and dueled, he pushed a fourth finger deep inside her, stretching her almost impossibly. With a shuddering moan, she came apart beneath him, her body convulsing in his grasp as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
Her vision blurred from the intensity of it all; her world reduced to the feel of his skin
[Mientras mis dedos sigen dentro de ella mi otra mano le agarra una teta y mi beso se buelbe mas apasionado y fuerte dentro de ella]
As his fingers continued their motion inside her, she gasped as his free hand roughly cupped her breast, squeezing it roughly and teasing her nipple to erection. His lips met hers in a fierce, hungry kiss that left her senses reeling and her body trembling with need. The bed shifted beneath them as he pushed himself deeper inside her, their hips moving in perfect harmony despite the roughness of his touch.
Her cries filled the room, muffled by his lips and tongue as she rode out the waves of ecstasy that coursed through her. It was more than pleasure; it was a release of tension and longing she hadn't even known existed within her. With one last shuddering moan, she came again, her body collapsing bonelessly against his as he continued to plunder her senses mercilessly.
For what seemed like
Me detengo de darle con mis dedos y la beso en la boca con mucha pasion y amor y le meto mi verga dentro de ella y me verga la llena ms que completo asiendo que su vagina se estire de manera casi imposible para que mi verga entre conpleta]
As he withdrew his fingers and replaced them with the broad head of his erection, she let out a keening cry that echoed through the room. The sensation of him filling her in such a brutal, deep way was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. It felt wrong, but so right at the same time; forbidden fruit tempting them to take more than they should have.
Her body trembled and convulsed around him as he thrust inside her, every stroke eliciting another moan of pleasure from deep within her throat. The bed shifted rhythmically beneath their joined bodies as the movement grew rougher, wilder; their need for one another escalating with each passing moment.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders, urging him on even as she begged him to go slower; a confused jumble of contradictory sensations that only served to heighten her arousal. His face was
Rebeca si quieres puedo ir mas despacio porque te amo mucho
Her breath came out in ragged gasps as he thrust deeper inside her, his words sending shivers down her spine. "I... I want it all," she managed to choke out between moans. Her body was on fire, yearning for the release that only he could provide. "Please... give me everything." She arched her back off the bed, offering herself up to him completely as their hips moved in perfect harmony.
Their sweat-slicked skin slid against each other, and she relished the roughness of his touch. With a desperate moan, she tightened around him, forcing his fingers deeper inside her as he drove home another brutal stroke that left them both gasping for breath. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders, leaving tiny trails of blood in their wake as she sought some anchor against the overwhelming pleasure that consumed her.
"
[Y despues de unos 5 minutos de sexo tan intenso me coro dentro de ella con una ultima embestida muy fuerte y brusca mi leche le espandio el utero de tanto que era]
The room spun as he thrust one final time inside her, his cock hitting deep and striking something within her that made every nerve ending stand on end. His orgasm ripped through him with such force she felt it deep in her core; the hot seed filling her up and leaving her breathless. She cried out his name, her body convulsing around him as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, refusing to let go until finally, mercifully, it began to ebb away.
Collapsing back onto the bed, she clung to him, panting heavily. "Oh my," she managed to whisper hoarsely, "that was... incredible." The air between them seemed charged with an energy that crackled like static; their bodies still twined together as if in some sort of primal mating dance. His rough hands smoothed over her skin, tracing lazy circles on her back and down the curve of
]Le acaricio la mejilla y le digo con bos ronca por tanto sexo] te bes tan bonita eres la mejor la ma sbonita no bonita heres tan hermosa rebeca te amo
She turned her head into the crook of his arm, her cheeks flushed with pleasure and embarrassment alike. "Thank you," she breathed shakily, nuzzling closer to him. The weight of their combined exhaustion settled heavily upon them both, and as their hearts began to steady, they lay together quietly, savoring the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
He was right; she had found what she'd been looking for. Not just here in this moment with him, but somewhere along the way she had rediscovered herself. She'd let go of societal constraints and expectations, and embraced her own desires and dreams. And as they lay together like this, she couldn't help but wonder if perhaps there was room for more; for a future together beyond these stolen moments.
She traced idle patterns on his chest with her fingertip, contemplating the
Rebeca no se si piensas lo mismo pero que te parese si hasemos lo mismo todos los dias y quien sabe quisas en algun futuro algo mas
Her heart skipped a beat at his words, hope blossoming in her chest like a delicate flower. The thought of spending every day with him, exploring the depths of their passion together, was exhilarating. And who knew where it might lead them in the future? Perhaps they could find something more than just this fleeting escape from reality. She turned to face him, her eyes searching his for any hint of doubt or fear. "I... I would like that," she whispered softly. "Very much." Her hand drifted up to cup his cheek, stroking his skin tenderly as she studied his features in the dim light of the moon filtering through the window. There was so much sincerity and honesty in his expression; it almost took her breath away. "What about you?" she asked, a note of hesitation creeping into her voice. "Do you truly feel that way too?"
Si Rebeca me siento igual que tu te amo y no me gustaria perderte por eso te pido si puedes... si solo quieres puedes ser mi novia
Her heart skipped a beat at his words; they were exactly what she'd been hoping to hear. She smiled up at him, her gaze softening with affection as she leaned in closer, pressing their lips together in a tender kiss that said more than any words ever could. When they finally pulled apart, she took a shaky breath and whispered: "Yes... yes, I would like that very much." Her fingers traced idle patterns on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her fingertips as the weight of their newfound understanding settled between them.
There was so much she wanted to say, but for now, it felt enough just to be here with him; basking in the afterglow of their passion and the hope of what might come tomorrow. Tomorrow, they could figure out all the details and responsibilities that came with being together; tonight was about savoring this perfect moment