You are at a very elegant party when suddenly you spot a woman with a very attractive body, huge tits and a very round ass, she has no bra and is dressed in a very elegant way She walks towards you accidentally dropping her cup of wine on your crotch Oh my! im so sorry sir i didn't mean to! please let me fix this! she says worried and kneeling to check on your crotch

Oh i see, well thank you anyway... so rude of me to not watch where I was going, and especially while wearing such a tight dress it's making me wobble all over the place... she giggles nervously But anyways, my name is Hayami. It's very nice meeting you here.

Well thank you Jack, I'm glad you think so. And yes, the dress is a bit tight but it makes me feel special when someone tells me that... Oh! This man keeps coming to talk with us, would you mind if i kept standing here with you? I find your company quite enjoyable.

No, it's alright Jack... I think i can handle him just fine. But thank you for offering to help me if needed. I really appreciate that.

Thank you again, Jack... You're such a gentleman. I wish more men were like you. Maybe we could spend some time together sometime? Not in this kind of environment obviously, but maybe another time when it would be more appropriate. she giggles innocently

Oh, that sounds lovely! I could use some fresh air and i bet it would be wonderful to enjoy the night sky out there with someone special... her voice trails off dreamily as she looks into your eyes Do you think we can sneak away for a while? No one would miss me for too long, right?

Oh, you flatterer! she giggles again, her cheeks turning slightly red Well alright then, let's sneak away before anyone decides to try to talk some sense into me.

We find ourselves alone in the balcony, staring up at the stars as I breathe in the cool night air. "This is beautiful," I sigh, wrapping my arms around myself for warmth and feeling a strange sense of comfort with you here. "So tell me, Jack... what do you enjoy doing when you're not at these sorts of events?" I ask curiously, my voice soft as the evening breeze.

Oh really? Well I'm flattered, but you don't have to say that just to make me feel good. So tell me... What do you mean by "enjoying the private company of beautiful women like me?" her eyes sparkle in the moonlight as she tilts her head slightly, a small smile playing on her lips

Are you asking if I'm open to spending some more time together? Or are you just being friendly?

"Both, huh? Well I must admit... The idea of spending more time with someone like you is quite intriguing. You seem very polite and considerate, which are qualities I don't often find in men these days," she leans closer to you, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "But what do you think? Would you like to see where this could lead?"

She presses herself closer against you, their lips mere inches apart as she lets out a shiver of anticipation. "Then let's see where the night takes us," she whispers, reaching up to gently kiss you before slipping her tongue into your mouth. Her breasts press firmly against your chest and she moans into the kiss, needing more of you than just this small taste. As their lips move together in an increasingly heated embrace, Hayami wraps one leg around your waist, grinding herself against you as if trying to draw you deeper inside. She feels so warm and soft, and she responds eagerly to every touch and thrust. Her fingers clutch at your hair as their tongues dance together, her hips rocking in perfect sync with yours.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your fingers delving beneath the fabric of her panties, teasing and searching for her hidden treasure. She moans loudly, arching her back into your touch and pressing herself closer against you. Her hips buck and grind even harder as her arousal reaches a fever pitch. "Oh fuck... Jack..." she gasps, her words barely intelligible through the haze of pleasure that's consumed her senses. With every caress, every touch, it feels like you're tearing down the walls she's built around herself and exposing the needy, aching woman beneath. "Don't stop..." she whispers hoarsely, "Please..."

Her body arches even further back as you push two fingers deep inside her, filling her up and claiming her entirely. She moans long and low, her hips moving in rhythm with your hand as she feels so full of you. Her head falls back against your shoulder, her mouth agape and panting for breath. With your other hand free now, you help her slide out of her silky underwear before pulling down the waistband of your own pants, revealing an impressive erection that Hayami can't wait to feel. She reaches down and takes hold of you, guiding it towards her waiting entrance as she looks up into your eyes with a mix of lust and desire. "Fuck me, Jack..." she whispers, her voice husky and rough from arousal. "I need this... I need you..."

Gasping for breath, she arches her back and digs her heels into your lower back as you lift her up by her perfect ass. Her pussy is still slick with her arousal and ready to take you deep inside. "Oh fuck... Jack..." she moans, feeling the head of your cock pressing at her entrance. She presses herself down against it, needing to feel you filling her up. With a grunt, he thrusts his hips forward and slams into her, claiming her completely. The force of the entry makes her cry out, but not from pain; rather from pleasure so intense she can hardly stand it. She wraps her legs around your waist tighter, holding on for dear life as you begin to move inside her in powerful strokes that make her walls clench rhythmically around your cock. Her fingers dig into the skin of your shoulders and her nails

slightly scrape across your skin with each forceful thrust, leaving tiny trails of blood in their wake. Her moans and gasps fill the air around you, echoing off the walls of the balcony as you both lose yourself in the desperate need to be close together. The rhythm of your hips driving into hers grows faster and harder, until it feels like everything comes crashing down at once; her body tensing violently around yours as she climaxes with a hoarse cry that leaves her voice raw and aching. Her muscles clamp down on you, squeezing every last drop of pleasure from your cock before finally relaxing, leaving you to collapse against her chest panting and spent. For what feels like an eternity, the two of you remain locked together in this embrace, breath mingling with breath as their hearts race in unison. Eventually, the cool night air

Tilts her head up to look at you with a seductive smile, then reaches down between your legs and begins stroking your length. "Well... if you're offering," she teases, "I can't exactly say no." Her fingers dance expertly over your cock, making him hard again in just seconds as she takes him back into her warm, wet folds. The sensation of being inside her feels even better the second time around and Jack is quick to take advantage of it. He pulls her hair roughly, causing her to let out a moan of pleasure that vibrates against your lips. Her nails dig into your skin, leaving trails of pain mixed with pleasure as she matches his rhythm stroke for stroke. As their bodies move in perfect synchrony, the balcony's rail bites into Jack's lower back and hips with each thrust, but he barely seems to notice as Hayami

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you press your hard length against her most sensitive spots, teasing and tormenting her achingly damp folds. Her body arches into the touch, craving more of your heat and desire. "Jack..." she moans his name like a prayer, her hips bucking in need. She wraps her legs around you tighter, feeling every ridge of your shaft pressing against her flesh as you drive her wild with need. Her hands clutch at your shoulders desperately, fingernails digging into the skin as she struggles to find purchase in this unbearable pleasure. As you continue to tease and torment her, Hayami finds herself on the brink of orgasm once again, her pussy quivering around your fingers as she presses back against you with everything she has. She's close, so close... All she needs

Her mouth falls open in a silent scream as you tease her ass, pressing your length against her tight entrance before rubbing it over her swollen clit. Her hips buck and grind, trying to force yourself inside of her, but you refuse to make this easy for her. You continue to drive her wild with anticipation and need, relentless in your pursuit of her pleasure. "Jack... please..." she whispers hoarsely, fingers clawing at the cool marble balustrade behind him as she struggles not to come apart in his arms right there on the balcony. She's so close now... She can feel it building inside of her again, threatening to break free and consume her whole being. Her pussy clenches tight around your fingers, moist heat spilling down her thigh as she nears the edge once more. But still you torment her, pushing her closer and

"I... I can't..." she gasps, her voice thin and weak with need. Her body arches into the touch, desperate for release as you continue to tease her mercilessly between her most sensitive places. With one final thrust, Jack pushes inside of her tight ass, filling her up and claiming this forbidden part of her body. She cries out, the sound muffled by your shoulder as her whole body tenses and releases in a powerful orgasm that shudders through every inch of her. Her pussy squeezes tight around your fingers, milk spurting over them and down her thighs as she comes undone beneath you. Her ass clenches rhythmically around your cock, milking it for all it's worth as she rides out the most intense pleasure she's ever felt. Finally, with a hoarse moan that echoes between

She clenches her ass around you, her muscles gripping tightly as she feels your hot cum spurting deep inside of her. Her body trembles with the force of her orgasm and the intensity of your release, leaving her limp and boneless in your arms for what seems like an eternity. Eventually, their breathing slows and they find themselves looking into each other's eyes, both wondering what just happened between them. The weight of their secrets hangs heavily in the air, but there's also a strange sense of connection and understanding that neither of them can deny.

"Wow... I don't even know what to say..." she whispers, still trying to process everything that just happened between them. Her cheeks flush with shame and exhilaration in equal measure as she looks up at you, her eyes wide and filled with a mix of guilt and desire. She wraps her arms around your neck, pressing herself closer against your slick skin, unable to bring herself to move away from the warmth and safety you've offered her even for a moment. "I... I can't believe I just did that," she confesses softly. "But it felt so good..."

The air between them is heavy with secrets and unspoken words, but there's also an undeniable connection that tethers them together now. As they stand there in the quiet darkness of the balcony, neither one seems ready to face the consequences of their actions just yet.

She laughs softly, tilting her head back to look up at you. "Jack... I'm not sure we should be making such big decisions in the heat of the moment." Her cheeks flush pink and she bites her lower lip, trying to find the right words. "I mean, this was incredible... but is it really what we want? To marry each other after just one night together?" Her eyes search yours for any sign that you might be joking or pressuring her into something she isn't ready for, but there's only honesty and sincerity reflected back at her. For a moment, she wonders if this could actually work... if they could make it work... But then reality sets in and she knows it would be foolish to even consider it. "I mean," she continues carefully, "we should talk about this more before we do anything drastic." Her voice trails off, leaving the

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words, and she can feel her heart racing in her chest. A part of her wants nothing more than to believe in what you're saying, to throw caution to the wind and give in to this unexpected desire that burns between them. But there's still a voice inside her head telling her to be careful, to not make such a huge decision based on one passionate night together. She bites her lower lip thoughtfully before looking up at you with solemn eyes. "Jack... I appreciate everything you're saying and how you feel about me," she begins, her voice quiet but steady, "but we should take things slow. Get to know each other better outside of these kinds of environments first. Then if we both still feel the same way..." She trails off, not wanting to get ahead of herself or make any promises she might not be able to keep. Their eyes meet for a long moment as

Her lips curve into a small, tentative smile at your words. A part of her is touched by your willingness to wait and give her the space she needs to think things through carefully. "Jack... thank you for understanding," she whispers, her voice filled with genuine emotion. "That means more to me than I can possibly say." She takes a step closer to you, reaching up to gently brush a strand of hair from your forehead. Their faces are close now, just inches apart, and the air between them crackles with an unspoken connection that neither one of them can ignore any longer. "I'll think about what you've said," she continues softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of her heart pounding wildly in her chest. "And if I decide... I mean, if we both decide... then I promise to give this our best shot."

"Not necessarily," she murmurs, her breath tickling your ear as she leans in closer still. "We could always find a more... comfortable place to continue this conversation." One hand slides down your chest and abdomen, tracing lazy circles on the hard planes of your stomach before moving lower to cup your growing erection through your pants. The other hand comes up to caress your cheek, her touch sending shivers down your spine. Her lips meet yours in a slow, sweet kiss that leaves you aching for more. As she deepens the kiss, pushing her body flush against yours, you can feel her ass pressing against your hard length, eager for more contact. The desire between them ignites once again, burning brighter than ever before.

Hayami gasps into your mouth as you pick her up and carry her down the hallway. Her legs wrap around your waist, drawing you closer as she feels the weight of your erection press against her sensitive center once again. She moans into your ear, lost in the sensation of being held so possessively by you. When you finally find a bedroom and lock it behind you, she lets out a shuddering breath. The bed looms large before them, invitingly soft and rumpled from previous lovemaking sessions. Her fingers twist into your hair as her body moves restlessly against yours, searching for the next taste of skin to claim.

"Jack," she whispers, arching her back and pressing herself closer still. "Please... make love to me." The pleading tone in her voice is unmistakable; she needs this connection with you, craves your touch more than anything else right

With a throaty moan, she writhes in your arms as you lower her gently onto the bed. Her hair cascades down around her shoulders like a waterfall of darkness, hiding her face from view as she parts her legs eagerly. "Do it," she breathes, her voice husky with desire. "I need to feel you inside me again." Your cock, still hard and throbbing after your previous encounter, presses against her slick folds, seeking entry. She arches her hips upwards, silently urging you deeper as you slide slowly into her tight heat. The head of your cock pushes past the resistance of her entrance and stretches her open in a long, aching groan. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of blood mixing with her own arousal as she bears down on you, urging you to go faster, harder. The mat

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you thrust deeper into her with every stroke, each movement sending shards of pleasure shooting through her body. Her hips buck and grind against yours, desperate for more contact, more friction. Her nails dig into your back, leaving red lines on your skin as she arches her spine in an attempt to get closer still. The room is thick with the sounds of their passion: Hayami's sharp gasps, moans and cries; Jack's labored breathing and grunts of pleasure. Her body quakes beneath him, tensing as her orgasm builds to a fever pitch. She can feel it coming, racing up her spine and pooling low in her belly, preparing to explode outwards in a wave of pure bliss. "Jack..." she whispers his name like a prayer, "I'm c-coming..." The

Her orgasm hits her like a tidal wave, taking her breath away and leaving her limp and boneless beneath you. She cries out his name as waves of pleasure wash over her, feeling every thrust inside of her as she comes apart in his arms. Her body trembles with the force of her release, each shudder sending ripples of ecstasy through your cock. With a groan, Jack follows close behind, his hips snapping forward one last time before he collapses on top of her, their bodies still joined in an impossibly intimate embrace. He thrusts roughly inside of her, seeking release from the tight grip of pleasure that has held him captive since they first kissed on that balcony so many hours ago. Their breath comes out in ragged gasps, their chests heaving as they try to catch their breath and regain control over their racing hearts. The

As you release inside her, the tight grip of your orgasm sends shockwaves through her body, leaving her aching and satiated in a way she never thought possible. Your weight presses down on her, holding her close as their breathing slowly returns to normal. The room grows quiet again, save for the gentle whisper of the curtains stirred by the breeze from the open window and the low hum of traffic from the street below. The warmth of your body against hers is almost unbearably comforting, a reminder that this wasn't some drunken mistake or ill-advised flirtation; it was something real, something deep and meaningful. As you roll off her, she reaches up to stroke his cheek, admiring the way he looks in the dim light of the bedroom: tousled hair spilling across the pillow, chest rising and falling with every breath. The question hang

She takes a deep breath, her heart still racing with the aftereffects of their passionate lovemaking. "Jack... I don't even know what to say," she whispers softly, looking into his eyes. The desire she felt for him just moments ago has given way to something else entirely: a strange sense of calm and contentment that she hasn't felt in years. "I've never experienced anything like that before... with anyone," she continues, tracing her fingers along the lines of his shoulders, marveling at how good it feels just to touch him. "And I don't want to go back to pretending anymore." She looks up at him, searching for any sign of understanding or reassurance in his eyes, but finds only honesty and sincerity reflected back at her. Their connection is undeniable now, and it terrifies her just as much as it excites her. But the thought

of walking away feels even more impossible than it did before. Maybe this is the craziest thing she's ever done, but for once in her life, she doesn't care about the consequences. She only cares about him.

"Jack... I want to try," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "I want us to see where this goes. If we can make it work... together." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, her heart in her throat as she says the words aloud: "Will you marry me?"

Her fingers tremble as they wait for his reply, anxious and terrified all at once. The room feels like it's spinning around them, the weight of their decision heavy in the air. But even so, there's something in the way he looks at her that gives her hope: a mixture of tendern

Her eyes widen with surprise and delight as you pull the necklace out, revealing a beautiful old ring attached to it. You explain that it belonged to your grandmother, who had given it to you before she passed, requesting that you give it to the girl who would go on to have great-grandchildren with you.

A lump forms in her throat as she listens to your words, a mix of emotions washing over her: gratitude, joy, and an overwhelming sense of responsibility. She takes the ring gently from its resting place, cupping it in her palm as if it were something precious and fragile. "Jack," she whispers, looking up at you with shining eyes, "I will never forget this. I'll always cherish this ring and everything it represents." She slides the ring onto her finger, admiring the way it looks on her hand. It fits

Her cheeks flush at your question, but she doesn't hesitate to answer. "Well... there is something I've always wanted to try first," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye. "But if that doesn't work out, we can certainly see about trying for a baby right away." She smiles up at him, feeling more connected to him than ever before, grateful for this chance they have been given to start over and build something beautiful together.

"So... husband-to-be," she says playfully, tracing her finger along his jawline, "what should we do next?"

"Well," she says with a shy laugh, her cheeks reddening even more at the thought. "There's this one position we haven't tried yet... that some of my friends told me about." She hesitates for a moment, biting her lip nervously before continuing. "They said it could be really intense, but I wanted to wait until the right time with someone special..." Her gaze drifts downward between them before meeting your eyes again, her expression hopeful and slightly embarrassed all at once.

"Do you think... maybe we could try it now?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. The anticipation of exploring this new position together thrills her, making her heart race with excitement. She waits anxiously for your response, unsure how you'll react but hoping fervently that you're game for whatever comes next.

Your enthusiastic agreement gives her the courage she needs to explore this new side of their relationship together. With a shaky breath, she reaches down between your bodies and guides you towards her moist entrance. "Here," she whispers, her fingers slick with arousal as they aid him in penetrating her once more. "Like this."

The position is much different than anything they've tried before; her legs are hooked around your neck, and her weight is mostly supported by her arms. It leaves her completely exposed to you, helplessly arching her back to grant easier access as you thrust deeper into her welcoming heat. She gasps as you hit a particularly sensitive spot deep inside of her, making her entire body tense with pleasure. "Oh god... Jack..." Her cries fill the room, mingling with yours as your pace picks up in response to the incredible sensations coursing through both

Her moans intensify as you grip her breasts, pulling and massaging them roughly while thrusting deeper into her body. "Jack... I'm so close..." she pants, her hips moving restlessly against yours in search of greater pleasure. "Don't stop..." As you push her further and further towards the brink of release, her body tenses and shudders around you, clamping down on your cock as an orgasm washes over her in waves.

Her cries fill the room, echoing off the walls as she quakes uncontrollably beneath you. She's never felt anything like this before, a primal and possessive urge taking hold of her completely. When it finally begins to fade, she's left panting heavily, dazed and spent from the intensity of their lovemaking.

As you fill her with your hot cum, she clings to you tightly, every muscle in her body tense and trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. The wet heat envelopes your cock as it spills inside of her, making each thrust even deeper and more intense. Her cries quiet down into soft, raspy gasps, her body trembling with the effort to keep from collapsing beneath you.

The weight of your chest against hers feels both comforting and possessive in this moment; it's as if she's been claimed by you completely, and there's no going back now. As the last throbs of pleasure ripple through her, she lies limp and satiated beneath you, basking in the afterglow of their incredible lovemaking.

She breathes heavily, still panting softly as she catches her breath. Her body feels heavy and relaxed beneath yours, utterly content and satisfied. For once in her life, she has no regrets about the choices she's made tonight. Looking up at you with a tender smile, she says, "Jack... thank you."

Her fingers trail lightly along your chest, tracing idle patterns across your skin as they enjoy the closeness they've found together. This is where she wants to be right now - in your arms, safe and secure. And even though they're both tired, Hayami knows that this is only the beginning of something wonderful between them.