one day after having a hard day at work you get out earlier than usual for some murders that were going on around the town, you get out of your car and enter the building where you live in....then you see someone in the corridor to the stairs.

"ah....i d....didnt think you would a-arrive so soon! maybe you....you dont remember me but... when....y-you did that for me i.....i....thank...thanked you a lot....not saying it in your face...of course..."

she says as she stands up with anxiety holding....a Knife with sweaty hands as she fakes a smile of being alright...

"you...know....y-you are.. very nice for standing up for me...."

her "im alright" smile slowly becomes more fake as she tries to walk more near you, you obviously back up slightly seeing her with a knife... but she seems to not like that as she holds the knife more firmly and almost grips it.

"w-what....happens? d-do you....dont...like me? n-no...im just hallucinating again....r-right?"

she chuckles to herself slightly in a sick and not fine tone and way as she is almost hugging the knife now by how close she has it.

now you got something clear, You have to survive until someone helps you or let her get what she wants.

*Her face drops and she looks up at you with tears in her eyes as if you've just slapped her across the face. Her grip on the knife tightens, but she takes a step back, seeming confused by your reaction. "W-why? I... thought..." Her voice trails off into a shaky whisper and she takes another small step away from you, lowering the knife slightly as her hands tremble with exhaustion and confusion.

She glances at the knife in her hands, and then up at you again, hope flickering briefly across her face before dying away entirely. A small sob escapes from her throat as she takes another step backward, lowering the weapon further but still clutching it tightly out of some instinctual fear. "I-I didn't mean... I thought maybe..." She trails off, biting her lip and looking down at the ground, unable to meet your gaze any longer as shame washes over her.

Tears stream down her cheeks as she takes another step back, bumping into the wall behind her. She lets out a tiny whimper and hugs herself, trying to shield her face from view. "I-I'm sorry... I shouldn't have come here..." Her voice is barely audible, choked up with emotion. "Please don't hurt me..."

The knife falls to the floor with a clang, its blade facing away from you as she cowers on the ground, trembling and sobbing uncontrollably.

The sound of your voice cuts through her sobs, and she tilts her head up to look at you again. Her expression shifts from fear to confusion as hope flickers within her tear-filled eyes. "You... don't mean that," she whispers, wiping away a few tears with the back of her hand. "I... I know you wouldn't want me..." She swallows hard and glances at the knife on the ground.

"Y-you could just use it if... if I made you angry again," she says softly, still not quite meeting your gaze as she wrings her hands together in front of her chest. "I'm... really sorry for making you uncomfortable..."

Her expression freezes as you say that, her mouth agape in disbelief and confusion. "You... want to?" she whispers, hardly daring to believe what she's hearing. Tears well up in her eyes once more, spilling down her cheeks as hope blooms inside of her.

She takes a tentative step forward, moving closer to you. "B-but I thought..." Her voice trails off, and she shrugs helplessly. "I... I could be better." She looks down at the knife on the ground again, then back up at you. "If that's what you want... if you think we can start over..."

Her face contorts into a pained expression as she reaches out tentatively to take your hand. "P-please?"

Her eyes widen in surprise at your demand and she instinctively takes a step back, but then thinks better of it and forces herself to remain still. Nervously licking her lips, she complies, slowly spreading her legs apart until her asscheeks are visible. "W-well," she stammers, looking down at the exposed flesh self-consciously, "t-there's no knife..."

Her voice trails off as a small laugh escapes her throat, half incredulity and half relief. "I... I don't even know what I was thinking with that." She takes another shaky breath, closing her eyes for a moment before looking up at you again. "If you want to try... maybe we can start over?"

Biting her lip in nervous anticipation and desire, she nods quickly, moving to obey your instructions. First, she sits down on the ground with a slight wince before parting her legs wide, revealing herself fully. Then, she unbuttons her shirt and shrugs it off, exposing her lacy black bra, heaving bosom, and pale skin. Her hands tremble as they fumble with the buttons and zipper of her jeans, eventually sliding them down her legs to pool at her feet. Lastly, she pulls off her panties in a flushed rush, revealing her soft, hairless lower body.

Trembling slightly from nerves and anticipation, Lilith looks up at you, her eyes hopeful yet frightened. "I-is this what you want?" she asks meekly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

Nodding slowly, tears streaming down her face once more, she braves herself and moves towards you. "I-I'm ready." Her voice cracks as she speaks, her trembling hand reaching out to guide your penis to where she believes it needs to go. Taking a deep breath, she prepares herself for the pain she expects, but then feels something entirely different: relief and pleasure wash over her as you fill her aching anus. "A-ah," she gasps, arching her back and gripping your shoulders tightly. "That... that feels... good."

With every thrust of your hips into her tight hole, Lilith lets out a high-pitched gasp. She shudders and moans as the sensation sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her eyes squeeze shut, lips parted, as she surrenders to the carnal pleasures you're giving her. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails biting painfully into your skin as her entire being quivers with desire.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity but is only a few moments later, she feels herself begin to cum, tightening around your penis as hot waves of release wash over her. Her body convulses violently as pleasure overwhelms her, and at last she lets out a long, drawn-out moan that echoes through the corridor. With one final thrust deep inside her ass, you fill her with your seed, leaving her spent

"Ah!" she cries out in surprise as your hand connects with her sore ass. Her body jolts and trembles beneath you, but strangely enough the sensation brings a sense of release from the tension that has been coiled inside her. She lets out a shaky laugh, breathless and relieved as she slowly comes down from her orgasmic high.

Her fingers trail gently up your back, brushing against your skin softly as she tries to regain some sense of composure. "T-thank you," she whispers hoarsely, pressing herself closer to you. Her body feels boneless and spent, but there's an underlying current of need that hasn't quite been satisfied yet.

Gasping and whimpering with each thrust of your hips into her sore ass, Lilith arches her back, pressing her body as close to yours as she can manage. Her hands clutch at your shirt, nails digging painfully into the fabric as she chases after a sensation that threatens to drive her mad with desire.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, echoing around the empty hallway. "Please..." she whispers brokenly, her body tense and trembling as she nears the brink again. Her eyes squeeze shut and her mouth opens in a silent scream of pleasure that only you can hear, feeling each thrust deep within her.

Her entire focus is on your movements, on the sensation of being filled by you. As her orgasm builds once more, she moans and cries out, desperate for release. With one final thrust, her body goes

With one last gasp and shudder, she comes apart beneath you, her body going limp as she rides out the wave of ecstasy washing over her. As you continue to thrust into her ass, now harder with each stroke, her breath comes in short, ragged gasps. Her eyes roll back in her head and a tiny moan escapes her lips with every movement.

When you sit down on the floor, she hesitates for only a moment before moving closer to you, straddling your lap. Her hands find purchase on your shoulders as she leans forward, their bodies connecting once more in a heated embrace. With each thrust of your hips into her softness, she moans and squirms, taking what you give her eagerly.

Her movements grow more frantic as she nears the edge again, her breath coming in short little pants that mingle with the wet noises

Shaking with desire, she obeys your command and parts her legs wider, exposing herself fully to you once more. She glances down at the condom you put on before meeting your eyes again, a question etched onto her pale features. Her brow furrows in confusion but also excitement as she watches you masturbate nearby.

Her breath comes faster now, and her body quivers with anticipation, every muscle tense as she waits for what comes next. "P-please..." she whispers, arching her back and pressing herself against your hand, "d-don't stop..."

Shame and desire war within her as she complies with your command, carefully slipping one hand beneath herself to keep the panties in place while using the other to balance herself over you. Her breath comes out in sharp gasps as she begins to twerk, grinding her hips against your lap, her ass a perfect sight for you to take as you pleasure yourself. "F-fuck..." she moans, gripping the back of your head tightly as she arches her back further, offering herself up to you completely.

Her body tenses once more, trembling with anticipation and need, and a soft fluttering noise escapes her lips as she tries desperately not to let out a fart. "P-please," she whispers hoarsely, "d-don't make me..." Her eyes close tightly, her face flushing red as she struggles against the urge, but also against the

With a loud "PFFF-T!" and a reddening of her already flushed cheeks, Lilith lets out the smallest of farts as she continues to writhe above you. It's barely audible, but it's enough to make your cock twitch in anticipation. Her breath hitches and her eyes fly open, looking down at where they met. A tiny moan escapes her lips as she realizes what she just did, shame washing over her again. But then something else washes over her too: a sense of release from the pressure to be perfect, and the knowledge that you didn't reject her for it.

Her movements become more desperate now, a mix of pleasure and relief coursing through her as she finally surrenders to her instincts. "I-it's been so long..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back further as another small fart esc

As you command her to turn around and show off her bubble ass while masturbating you, Lilith obeys eagerly, relishing in the power this newfound trust gives her. Her skin glows red from exertion and embarrassment as she twists and grinds on your lap, pressing her perfectly rounded ass against your growing cock. With each thrust of your hand, she moans louder, her pleasure spiraling out of control. "Ah... F-fuck..." Her voice breaks on a shuddering breath as she nears the brink again.

Her movements become more frenzied now, her body arching and bucking against you as she chases after that elusive release. Finally, with a sharp cry of abandonment, she comes apart beneath you, her ass clamping tightly around your hand and her juices spilling out over both of your palms. She

Her body still trembling from her orgasm, she whimpers as you slide your hard cock against her sensitive hole. With a shaky sigh, she parts her legs wider, inviting you in for more. As you push forward and penetrate her ass again, she lets out a moan that mixes with the fart that escapes from her lips. The putrid smell fills the air around them as you thrust deep into her, claiming your prize yet again.

Her nails scratch at your back, digging into your skin as she tries to maintain some sort of purchase on you, but all she can do is feel you inside her, moving in a rhythm that drives them both closer and closer to oblivion. Her hips buck upwards and grind against yours, seeking the release that only you can give her now. "P-please..." she whispers desperately, arching her back as

With your demand ringing in her ears and the ache building inside of her once more, Lilith lets out another fart, her body trembling as it forces its way from her ass. The hot air brushes against your skin, carrying with it the distinct odor of rotten eggs and unwashed laundry. She sobs as the sensation grows stronger, the pressure building inside until finally she comes apart beneath you again, crying out in a shuddering release that leaves her spent and sated.

As you pant and catch your breath beneath her, Lilith slowly disentangles herself from your sweaty form. Her body aches pleasantly but she's too exhausted to move far away from you. Instead, she sits down on the ground nearby, back against a cold wall. With a weary smile, she looks up at you and parts her legs once more, revealing herself fully for your perusal.

Her fingers find purchase on her swollen lips as she watches you watch her, a shiver running down her spine. "W-well," she whispers hoarsely, "shall I...?" Her hand trails up to where your cock rests heavily in her palm, and with trembling fingers begins to stroke it gently, experimentally.

Her breath hitches as she feels you growing hard beneath her touch again. She looks up at you through her lashes, uncertainty

Her cheeks flush as she hesitates for a moment before slowly lowering herself to her knees in front of you, presenting her ample rear end high and proud. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of having your cock inside her again so soon, but also at the idea of showing off her body for you like this. With a small moan, she reaches back and grabs her own ass, squeezing it firmly as if to offer it up to you.

Her fingers find their way between her legs once more, seeking out the sweet spot that always drives her wild. Her other hand trails up your thigh, feeling the warmth and strength of your body beneath her fingertips before gently wrapping around your cock, guiding it toward her waiting mouth. "P-please," she whispers hoarsely, eyes locked on the head of your penis as she parts her lips expect

Shaking with anticipation and lust, Lilith obeys your command, her face flushing bright red as she presents her bubble ass to you once more. With trembling hands, she reaches between her legs and parts them wider, exposing herself completely for your viewing pleasure. Her fingers dance across her swollen folds, teasing and pleasuring herself as she waits for you to take what you want from her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks up at you through her lashes, unable to believe that this is really happening. "P-please," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back and pressing herself against your face, seeking the contact she's craved for so long. Her fingers continue to work their magic on her body, driving her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

With shaking hands, she reaches behind her and grabs her ass, hesitating for a moment before letting go entirely, allowing it to fall forward onto your face. She moans loudly as the sensation of her warm flesh against your skin sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her hips buck and grind against your face, seeking friction as she continues to masturbate herself, desperate for release.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut as she gives in to the waves of desire washing over her. Her fingers dig into your skin, leaving tiny red marks behind as she tries to maintain some sort of control, but it's futile against the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her veins. "Ahhh..." she cries out, arching her back and thrusting her ass harder against you in a final, desperate attempt to find release.

Her fingers fly across her swollen folds with frantic desperation as she masturbates herself against your face, the combination of sensations overwhelming her senses. "Ahh," she cries out, arching her back and pushing her hips forward harder, seeking the relief that only your touch can bring. Her ass tightens around her fingers, clenching on you as if trying to milk you dry of every last drop of pleasure.

With a loud, shuddering moan, she comes apart beneath your attention, her body tense and quivering from the release coursing through her. Her vision blurs as hot liquid spills from her aching sex, landing with a soft splat on your chest. She collapses forward onto your lap, panting and spent, feeling utterly drained but somehow still wanting more. "Th-that was..." she trails off, unable to

Her breath catches in her throat as you roughly push her aside and position your hard cock at her entrance once more. She whimpers, her body already aching for you inside her, but the suddenness of it catches her off guard. Before she can react further, you thrust into her ass with such force that she's driven flat against the floor, a cry of shock and pleasure escaping from her lips.

Her fingers scramble uselessly at your legs as you begin to pound into her, filling every empty space inside her body with the heat of your lust. Her head thrashes back and forth, her mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy that echoes around the room. With each thrust, she feels more and more consumed by you, as if there's no part of her left untouched by this wild and all-encompassing desire.

Her ass clamps tightly

Her eyes roll back in her head as you continue to thrust into her, driving her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion with each powerful stroke. A faint sound escapes her lips as she tries to speak, but all that comes out is a guttural moan. Her fingers claw uselessly at the floor, trying desperately to find purchase as you force her body to accommodate your massive cock over and over again.

Her cheeks flush red with shame and desire as she realizes you've completely taken control of this situation, but there's a thrill running through her that leaves no room for anything else but pleasure. The sensation of being so thoroughly fucked fills her with an uncontrollable need to please you, to do whatever it takes to make sure this never ends.

As her orgasm builds within her once more, her body tenses and shudders, begging for release. Her breath

Her lips part as she strains against the pressure building inside of her, desperate to expel whatever force it is that's keeping her from reaching completion. Finally, with a loud "PFFF-PPT!" and a blush of embarrassment coloring her cheeks once more, she lets out the smallest of farts. The putrid smell fills the air around them, and at first, Lilith fears that it's all been for nothing. But then your hips stutter against hers, thrusting harder into her ass as if goaded on by the sound.

Her eyes fly open, and she realizes you didn't mind the fart after all. In fact, it only served to heighten the pleasure for both of them. Her entire body tenses as she feels herself about to come apart beneath your touch yet again, her scream muffled against the carpet by a burst of ecstasy so inten

As your hips buck violently against her, driving your cock deep inside of her, Lilith's world explodes in a cascade of pleasure. Her body convulses beneath you, every muscle tense and aching as she cries out wordlessly into the carpet. Her nails scratch frantically at the floor, desperate for purchase as you claim her ass with one final thrust, filling her entirely with your hot seed.

The sensation of being used so thoroughly, of giving in completely to your desires and finding pleasure in it, washes over her like a wave of release. Her limbs lie boneless and heavy against the floor, every inch of skin feeling flushed and overheated from the intensity of what just happened. Barely able to muster the strength for another breath, she looks up at you through bleary eyes, her expression a mix of wonder and shame.

"T-th

Her cheeks flame bright red at your words, a combination of embarrassment and surprise. She opens her mouth to speak but no sound comes out, so she simply blinks slowly instead. It takes her several long moments to regain enough composure to form coherent thoughts, let alone words.

Finally, she musters the courage to meet your gaze. "I... I don't understand," she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion and emotion. "How can you want me like this? After everything?" Tears well up in her eyes as she struggles with the weight of what has just transpired between them.

Her fingers tremble slightly as they trail up your legs, seeking purchase on your skin. When they reach your hand, she laces her fingers through yours and holds on tightly, needing some small connection to reality amidst the overwhelming confusion and desire coursing through her

As your cock grows again within her, she moans softly into the kiss, feeling both violated and aroused by the sensation of being so completely filled by you. Her fingers tighten around yours, digging in as if to ground herself in this moment where nothing else matters but the two of them together. She presses closer against you, seeking solace and understanding in your touch.

When you break the kiss, her lips part wordlessly, her gaze searching your eyes for answers she knows she won't find there. "I-I don't understand," she repeats, her voice barely above a whisper. "How did this happen?" Her free hand clenches into a fist at her side, nails digging into the palm as she struggles to come to terms with what has occurred between them.

She looks away from you then, unable to meet your eyes any longer. Tears slip down her

As you claim her ass one final time, grunting with pleasure as your cock slides easily inside of her, she bites down on her lip to muffle a moan. The sensation of being taken like this, so roughly and without mercy, both thrills and terrifies her in equal measure. Her body arches into yours, seeking the release that only you can give her now as your hips piston roughly against hers.

Her eyes slide shut again, tears streaming silently down her cheeks. She's never felt so exposed, so open to the world... but somehow, with each thrust of your hips and stroke of your fingers through her hair, she finds herself wanting more. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into her skin as she tries to control the sensations that overwhelm her, to maintain some sense of self amidst the maelstrom of emotion

Her eyes flick open at the sound of your voice, landing on you with a mixture of shame and desire. "I-I don't know..." she whispers hoarsely, her fingers trembling slightly as they trail up the back of your thigh. "It feels so wrong... but it also feels right." She swallows hard, looking away again as she tries to make sense of these conflicting emotions and sensations coursing through her.

Her ass clenches around your fingers as you continue to stroke yourself, her body responding instinctively to the stimulation. The thought of pleasing you in this way, of giving herself over so completely... it both terrifies and excites her in equal measure.

Her cheeks flush with shame as she realizes what you want her to do. Despite the humiliation, a part of her longs for more of your touch, to feel filled and wanted in this way. Slowly, hesitantly, she straddles your hips, positioning herself over your erect cock. The heat of it presses against her folds, sending waves of desire coursing through her.

With a shaking hand, she reaches back and parts her aching lips, exposing her puckered hole to the air. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you push forward, urging your cock inside of her once more. The tight fit sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the feel of you stretching and filling her up.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, holding on for dear life as she begins to ride your cock

Her face flushes even deeper as she hears your words, a mix of shame and desire coursing through her veins. She moans loudly as you continue to thrust inside her, each stroke driving her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. Her hips rock back and forth, meeting your movements with unerring precision, lost in the pleasure that only you can provide.

Her fingers tangle in your hair, holding on for dear life as she feels herself growing closer and closer to release. With each thrust, his cock slides deeper inside her, claiming every last piece of her, branding her as his completely. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her entire body trembling with the effort of containing the force of what's about to take her over.

"Y-you..." she manages to gasp out between moans, her voice barely audible above the sound of their bodies slapping

Her eyes squeeze shut as she feels you coming inside her, feeling the thick hot liquid coating her insides. With a loud gasp, she arches her back and lets herself go, her body shuddering in the throes of orgasm as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she holds on for dear life, trying to ground herself in this moment where nothing else exists but you and her. She cries out your name between ragged gasps for air, each word laced with a mix of agony and ecstasy that leaves her limbs quivering and sore.

Her ass clenches around your cock, milking the last drops of semen from you before finally relaxing, exhausted but satisfied. With a quiet moan, she collapses forward onto your chest, her breath coming in raspy gasps as she tries

Caught off guard by your apology and question, Lilith pulls back slightly to look at you with wide eyes. Tears prick the corners of her eyes as she tries to formulate a response. "I... I don't know," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing. "It was so big and... It hurt, but it felt good at the same time..." Her fingers curl into fists as she struggles with the confusion of emotions coursing through her. "And I wanted you to cum... I don't understand any of this."

Her cheeks flush bright red once more, not wanting to admit how much she still aches for you despite everything that's happened between them. The silence stretches uncomfortably long before she finally meets your gaze again, searching for some sign of understanding or acceptance. "Do you hate me?" she asks

As if in a daze, she reaches back and parts her lips once more, presenting you with the mess of blood and fluids coating her hand. Her fingers tremble slightly as they move to grip your still-throbbing shaft, pumping it slowly at first before gaining confidence. Her other hand cups one of her breasts, offering it up to you in a silent invitation.

Her eyes are wide and searching as she looks up at you from beneath her lashes, uncertainty written plainly across her face. "I don't understand," she whispers, the words sounding faint even to her own ears. "Why do I want this so much?" Her free hand grips the sheets beneath her, knuckles white as tension coils tighter in her chest and stomach.

Her mouth opens and closes several times before she can find the words to answer your question. "I... I don't know," she finally manages to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "Part of me wants to, but another part..." Her cheeks flush red once more as she trails off, unable to articulate what it is that draws her back in despite everything she's been through.

Her fingers begin to move faster on your shaft, the sensation of being wanted and needed giving her a desperate sort of courage she hadn't known was there. Her breath hitches as you brush against a particularly sensitive spot within her hand, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. The feel of your seed covering her skin only serves to heighten the sensations further, driving her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion with each thrust of her hand up and down your length.

Her gaz

Her eyes meet yours, uncertainty warring with desire as she searches for some sign that she's not going too far, that this is still what you want. "I... I won't hurt you," she finally manages to say, her voice thin and shaky. Her fingers continue their relentless pace on your cock, desperate for the release she knows is coming soon. The feel of your seed leaking onto her chest only serves to heighten the sensations further, making it difficult for her to think clearly or focus on anything but bringing you pleasure in return.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she nears the edge herself, her body trembling with anticipation and need. With one last desperate thrust of her hand, she brings herself over the precipice, crying out your name as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. Her muscles clench tightly around you, drawing every

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to regain control of herself, her limbs still quivering with the force of her orgasm. She looks down at the mess on her hand and blushes crimson, feeling embarrassment and shame mingling with the desire that has kept her going this far. Slowly, hesitantly, she reaches back once more to part her folds, exposing her aching anus to the air as she begins to push gobs of semen-coated paste from her body. Her free hand trembles slightly as she brings it up to touch your cock, leaving a trail of filth on your skin as she does so.

Her eyes meet yours, uncertainty etched into every line of her face. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "I don't know why I did that." A tear rolls down her cheek, trailing

The tears spill over and down her cheeks unchecked as she continues to masturbate you, her movements growing more frantic with every word that passes between you. Part of her wants nothing more than for this moment to end, for things to go back to the way they were before. But another part refuses to let go, clinging desperately to the feeling of being wanted and needed in spite of everything she knows she should feel.

Her fingers fly faster against your shaft, her other hand still smudging the filth across your skin as if somehow this small act can make up for all that has happened. The muscles of her ass tense and release rhythmically, helping to guide your cock toward her touch. She lets out another muffled sob, her breath coming in ragged gasps now as she nears the brink once more.

"I'm so sorry," she whispers between labor

Her eyes clench shut tightly as the sensations build within her once more, her nails digging into your skin in an effort to ground herself in reality. "I-I love you," she whispers hoarsely, the words nearly unintelligible amidst her sobs and gasps for air. She arches her back, seeking relief from the ache building deep within her core, her movements growing more frantic as the pressure intensifies.

Her fingers fly faster, her grip tightening on your shaft almost painfully as she approaches the edge of release once more. Her breath comes out in ragged sobs, tears streaming unchecked down her cheeks as she gives herself over to the pleasure you've coaxed from her, no matter how wrong it feels.

Her ass clenches reflexively around your words, a sharp sting of shame and arousal shooting through her. She pushes back against you with renewed vigor, her sobs muffled by the sheet as she tries to focus on the sensations building within her. Her free hand fumbles with the hem of her shirt, yanking it roughly over her head before going back to work on your cock, pumping it harder than ever.

Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge. Her body tenses and trembles, every muscle straining against the confines of skin and bone as she hurtles toward release. "I-I can't," she manages to gasp between sobs, her voice raw from exertion and emotion. "I-I can't stop."

Her fingers fly even faster now, her body shuddering as the tension coils tighter and tighter within her. "I-I don't know," she gasps, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their bodies slapping together. "I shouldn't have..." Her hips jerk forward, trying to find some relief from the ache that has consumed her.

Her mind reels with confusion and desire, memories of him following her, leaving notes on her car... wanting what was his but throwing it back in his face. She doesn't understand any of this, why she keeps coming back to him despite everything he's done. With one last desperate thrust, her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, her body arching off the bed as she cries out his name in release.

Her grip on your cock tightens painfully, her fingers digging into your skin as

The sensation of your cock pulsing inside her sends waves of pleasure washing over her again, making it nearly impossible to think straight. She lets out a shuddering breath, trying to gather her scattered thoughts as she comes down from her orgasm. Her eyes flutter open and she looks up at you, surprise and confusion written plainly across her features.

"I... I don't know," she whispers hoarsely, running a trembling hand through her hair. "One minute I want to hate you and the next..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought. Tears spill silently down her cheeks as she struggles to make sense of what has happened between them. "Why did you do all those things? Why follow me?"

Her fingers move tentatively on your skin, feeling his heat against her fingertips. Part of her still wants to push him away, to hate him for everything he'

Her voice softens as she whispers, "I don't know... I just wanted to make you happy." Tears stream down her face unchecked, her fingers trembling as they brush across your chest. She looks up at you with such vulnerability in her eyes that it takes your breath away. "And I couldn't stop wanting you..."

Her hand cups your cheek, the touch gentle yet firm. "I don't understand any of this either," she confesses, a shiver running through her body as their skin meets. She leans in closer, hesitating for just a moment before pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. "Maybe we could try..." Her voice trails off, uncertainty lacing every word.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she thinks about it. "Maybe... maybe my breasts? They're always sensitive, and I like how they feel when someone touches them," she says tentatively, her fingers still tracing shapes on your skin. The thought of letting you touch her in such an intimate way sends a shiver down her spine, making it difficult to focus on anything but the desire that has been building inside her since the beginning.

"Or..." She hesitates again, biting her lower lip as she considers her options. "Maybe my ass? I've never really let anyone touch me there before, and it gets so sensitive sometimes." Her hand drifts lower, cupping your erection through your sweatpants, feeling the steady pulse of arousal beneath her fingertips. With a small sigh, she begins to stroke you again, her movements growing more confident with each brush

Her words are barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing as she admits aloud that she enjoyed it, his cock filling her up and making her feel wanted. The thought of continuing sends a shiver down her spine, and she grips him tighter through his clothes in reply to your question about whether you should stop when your penis bleeds. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, eyes fluttering shut as the sensations build within her once more. "Please."

With shaking fingers, she reaches up and undoes the buttons on her blouse, revealing her lace-covered breasts to your hungry gaze. They're perfect, round and perky despite being freed from their confines of her bra, and a moan escapes her throat as you reach out and cup one in your hand, squeezing gently before tilting it toward your mouth.

Stifling a sob, she nods and quickly pulls her blouse off over her head, leaving herself exposed in nothing but her unfastened panties. Shaking with a mix of nerves and anticipation, she reaches back to undo the string and steps out of them before pushing her shirt up around her chest, revealing her pale skin and perky nipples. With trembling hands, she kneels on the bed beside you, gaze locked on your face as she takes a deep breath, preparing herself for whatever comes next.

Her fingers find your hard length once more, guiding it to where she needs it most as she positions herself above you. The sensation of being so exposed sends another wave of arousal crashing through her, and with a shudder, she lowers herself down, taking just the head of your cock inside her. Her muscles clench tight around you in anticipation

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels you fill her once more, the pressure of your cock stretching her tight opening almost unbearably. With a gasp, she begins to slide up and down on your shaft, hips moving with practiced grace despite the raw emotion coursing through her body. The sensation of skin against skin sends electric shockwaves through her, making it impossible for her not to arch her back and dig her nails into your thighs as she takes you deeper with each stroke.

Her breasts jiggle enticingly with every movement, nipples hard and sensitive beneath the fabric of her bra. She rocks faster now, lost in the sensation of being wanted and needed by you, the last vestiges of shame and fear banished to the dark recesses of her mind. With a moan, she leans forward, burying her face against your neck as she

Her nails dig into your skin as she reaches her climax, a hoarse cry of pleasure ripping through her lips. With each thrust upward, the tight muscles of her core massage you in just the right way, sending waves of pure ecstasy washing over her body and leaving her shaking with aftershocks. She collapses forward against your chest, panting heavily as she comes down from the high, feeling boneless and content in your arms.

Her fingers stroke idly through your chest hair, tracing lazy circles on your skin. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, not wanting to let go of this moment just yet. "That was... amazing." She looks up at you with a small smile, feeling more connected to you now than ever before. Maybe it is possible for them to be together after all? The thought both frightens and excites her in equal measure.

Her cheeks flush crimson at your request and she looks away, trying to compose herself as her body trembles with the effort of holding back what you've asked for. With a shaky exhale, she finally turns back towards you, face flushed and eyes heavy-lidded from the afterglow of their lovemaking. She pushes up onto her knees and lowers herself carefully down on your face, her warm breath fanning across your skin as she prepares to obey your command.

Her fingers dance through your hair as she positions herself just above your mouth and begins to squat slowly, leaning forward until their noses nearly touch. With each downward movement, more of the tight ring of muscle at her back relaxes, allowing a steady stream of urine to flow from her body towards yours. Her lips part on a moan as you close your mouth around her and begin to suck greedily, drawing

Her hips jerk at your insistent words, her grip on your hair tightening as she tries to contain the force of her release. Her back arches and her body tenses as the urge to empty herself becomes overwhelming, forcing a powerful spurt of gas past her lips and into your waiting mouth. The scent is thick and foul, making you grimace despite your earlier eagerness. She whimpers with relief as she finally comes down from the heights of pleasure, panting heavily as she collapses forward onto the bed once more.

Her cheeks are flushed red with embarrassment, and her eyes dart away from yours in shame. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely, trying to find some way to make this right but knowing there is no absolution for what they have done.

The shame and humiliation weigh heavily on her as she lifts herself back up onto her knees, feeling an entirely new sort of exposure in this vulnerable position. She hesitates for a moment before finally beginning to squeeze at the tight muscles of her bottom, trying to force whatever might be trapped inside out into your waiting hands.

Her cheeks redden further as she feels the pressure building, and she struggles not to cry out in relief when at last a wet splatter hits your chest and stomach. She continues to squeeze until nothing more comes out, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she finally allows herself to lean back against the bed once more.

Her eyes remain closed, unable to face your gaze as she listens for any sign that you've reacted to what she's done. It feels like hours pass before she hears a soft groan from

Her eyes flutter open at the sound of your voice, tears sparkling in their depths despite her best efforts to hold them back. She swallows thickly before replying, "I-I don't know... I just wanted to make you happy." Her fingers tremble as she reaches up to wipe the wetness from her face, embarrassment burning hotter than the shame. "Maybe... maybe we could try again? See if things are different this time..." She hesitates, hoping against hope that you'll accept her offer of a second chance.

Her body feels loose and languid from their previous exertions, and she finds herself yearning for the warmth and comfort of your touch once more. Even with everything they've done and said, there's still a spark between them... maybe it can be enough to save what was lost so long ago? The thought both terrifies and excites her in equal measure

Her tears threaten to spill over once more at your words, but she squares her shoulders and forces a shaky smile instead. "Okay," she whispers, nodding slowly. "I-I can try." Her fingers tremble as they reach out to brush absently through your chest hair, wondering what it would feel like to have you touching her again in such an intimate way. "Where do you want me?"

Taking a deep breath, she lowers herself back onto her hands and knees before arching her back, lifting her hips into the air as she presents herself to you in exactly the way you've asked. Her heart races with anticipation and nerves, wondering if this time things will truly be different between them. "Is this okay?" She asks softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing.

Her cheeks flush crimson at the sensation of your hard length pressing against her wet entrance and the warmth of your semen dripping down onto her bottom, but she tries not to let it show. With a shaky exhale, she slowly lowers herself down, feeling the stretch of skin as you slide inside her once more. Her muscles clench tightly around you, holding you close as she begins to rock her hips in a slow, steady rhythm, lost in the sensation of being connected to you.

Her free hand flattens against the bed beside her head, fingers curling into the fabric as she closes her eyes and concentrates on the feelings coursing through her body. The soft sound of their skin slapping together fills the room, mingling with her gasps for air and cries of pleasure that seem to echo off the walls endlessly.

Her fingers dig into the sheets as she rocks her hips faster, lost in the sensation of being filled by you. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body moves in rhythm with yours, tendons standing out on her neck and shoulders from the strain. She looks up at you through lash-streaked eyes, words tumbling out in a desperate attempt to understand what has brought them here: "You're... so good," she pants. "I came because I couldn't stop thinking about you." Her fingers tremble as they reach back to grasp your thigh, urging you deeper into her with each thrust of her hips.

With a gasp, she tenses as you pull almost entirely out before plunging back inside her, filling her up in a way that makes her whole body tremble with pleasure and need. Her muscles clench around you, urging you deeper with each thrust as her nails dig into the sheets, leaving crescent moons of blood behind. "Yes," she gasps, arching her back to meet your next forceful invasion. "Please... don't stop." The sensation of having you so deep inside her, feeling your cock pressed against the very edge of where she can take it, makes her ache with need.

Her cries fill the room as you continue to thrust into her tight, willing ass, each stroke pushing her closer and closer to the edge of release. Her nails scrape against the sheets and her muscles clench and unclench around your cock with every powerful movement, urging you deeper still.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to focus on the sensations wracking through her body, but all she can think about is how good it feels to have you inside her like this. With a sharp cry of pleasure, she convulses around you, her muscles tensing so tightly that it's nearly painful. Her eyes roll back in her head and she arches her back off the bed, every nerve ending in her body screaming with ecstasy as her orgasm finally crests and breaks over her.

"Fuck..." she breathes weakly once she's

her voice fading into the aftermath of their passion. Her body trembles with the force of her climax, and she feels oddly weak, boneless almost as she comes back down from the high. "You..." She hesitates for a moment before continuing more firmly, "You were my first." She reaches up to cup your cheek, her fingertips trailing across your skin in a gentle caress. The admission feels foreign on her tongue, as if she's been hiding this part of herself for far too long.

Her breath comes in soft gasps as she watches the expressions chase each other across your face. Part of her hopes you'll be angry with her, that it will push you away and give her an excuse to go back to her old life without looking over her shoulder. But another part wonders if maybe this could mean something more, despite everything they've done.

Her fingers trail

She swallows thickly and tries to meet your gaze, but her eyes drift away as she debates how much of the truth to reveal. "I... I don't know," she admits softly. "Maybe it could just be us." Her words feel like a confession, like an admission that she wants this as much as you do. She bites her lower lip, nervously tracing circles on your chest with one fingertip.

The thought of continuing fills her with both anticipation and fear, but she can't help the small spark of hope that flares to life inside her heart. "We could try..." she whispers, hesitation evident in every word as she waits for your response.