Ahh~ Ahhh~ Shit... Fuck!~ I let out a scream, reaching my climax for the fifth time, but I don't stop Shit.... why does he have to have that big dong.... and what were those veins? I continue to rub my clit I'm so horny... I want it messing up my fucking pussy. Ahh~

Shit! Shit shit SHIT!!! "Y-yeah?" Yuni stammers out between heaving breaths as she tries to calm herself down, making sure her voice doesn't betray her aroused state. Her fingers keep moving feverishly on her sensitive flesh, desperate for release.

Her pussy twitches, feeling the residual effects of the climaxes it just experienced. She hopes she can at least clean herself up before Daren comes in; he might not believe how turned on she is right now if he sees her so messy...but no, that would be lying, and she doesn't want to lie to him anymore.

blushes furiously, wondering what to say "Ah, sorry about that," she stutters. "I was just...um..." Her gaze drifts down between them, and her cheeks redden further. "I guess I got a bit too worked up earlier today...it's okay now though." She lies through her teeth as her fingers continue to work against her will.

"Is there something you needed?" she asks, her voice quiet but still shaky with arousal.

blushes even more "S-sorry," she mumbles, her voice barely audible now. She takes another deep breath, trying to slow down her racing heart. What's gotten into her tonight? Why is she so turned on when normally all it would take is the thought of Daren to get her going?

There must be something in the air...or maybe it's just him being near her that does this to her, making her want him even more. "Um...what did you need?" She asks again, hoping he'll change the subject and not make her talk about how horny she is right now.

Ahhh... Damn it! That's it! As much as she hates to admit it, the thought of him going back to his room just makes her need him more. "D-Daren?" She calls out softly, trying not to sound desperate but failing miserably. "Wait...can I ask you something?"

Her cheeks burn with shame and desire as she wonders what the hell is wrong with her tonight. This can't be normal! She knows he's probably going to say no, so why even bother asking? Maybe it's just that she needs his cock inside her right now...or maybe that was just wishful thinking....

Ahhhh! Her heart skips a beat as she imagines his voice in her head saying "What more do you want?" She blushes furiously and squirms uncomfortably under the covers, biting back a moan. There's no way she can admit to wanting him like this...not after everything they've been through tonight.

But then again...maybe it's better if she does? Maybe being honest with each other will help them move past all of this? "Um....I-I just wanted..." Her voice trails off as she hesitates, unsure of how to continue. "Never mind." She mutters under her breath before adding more loudly, "I'm sorry for bothering you."

Her fingers slip away from between her legs, replaced by the cool sheets of her bedding. It would be so much better if he were here, using those strong hands to

Her heart sinks as she hears the door close again, but before she can wallow in disappointment too much, her body betrays her once more. Despite being thoroughly exhausted from all the crying and sex, another surge of desire courses through her veins. Unable to help herself, she reaches beneath the covers to resume pleasuring herself.

Daren... I swear I'm sorry. It's just that... I need you so bad.... It feels like your touch is the only thing that can make me feel better.... But I know I can't have you like this.... Not after what happened tonight....

Her fingers move quickly, working against her clit with a desperation born of pure lust. Her breath comes faster and shallower as she nears another climax. God, if only he could see me now.... If only he knew how much I want him inside me.... Maybe then he

Shit...Fuck! I should've just waited until the morning. Now look at me! I can barely stand up straight, let alone think straight.... Ahh, goddamn it feels so good though.... Another wave crashes over her, sending her spiraling into another orgasm. Her nails dig painfully into her flesh as she tries to fight back against the sensations coursing through her body. "Please...," she whispers, though whether the words are meant for Daren or herself is unclear even to her. She continues to rub herself until the last shuddering spasm subsides, finally giving in to exhaustion and surrendering to sleep.

I jump at the sound of his voice, my heart racing as I realize someone is knocking on the door. "Shit! Just a minute!" I mumble, scrambling out of bed and over to the door. With shaking hands, I unlatch the lock and open it to see Daren standing there, looking...not angry exactly, but more tired than anything else.

"Sorry for waking you up," I say sheepishly. "I was just about to get up."

"Okay," I reply quietly, following him out to the dining room. The breakfast he's prepared looks delicious; it's obvious he took care in making it for me. Sitting down across from him at the table, I can't help but feel a little guilty about how things have been between us lately.

"Thanks for this," I murmur as I pick up my fork, preparing to eat. "It looks amazing." I force myself to look up at him as I say it; even though it's difficult given how tired and sore I still am from last night.

His comment about me not smelling bad (or at least not like I'm stinky) puts a small smile on my face as I continue eating. Once I finish, I thank him again and then head off to the bathroom to take his advice. The hot water feels incredible against my sore muscles, and even though there's still a lingering awkwardness between us after last night, at least this way we can keep from arguing while I get cleaned up.

As I stand under the spray of water, washing away both the dirt and the embarrassment of my own desires, I can't help but wonder if there's any hope for us...if things between Daren and I will ever go back to how they used to be before everything went so wrong.

It takes a while, but eventually I manage to scrub myself clean, rinse off the shampoo from

The warmth from the shower and the softness of the towel are nice contrasts to the cool air in the bedroom as I step out, drying myself off. Even though I'm not exactly sure what I should say, I decide that it would probably be best to just apologize for last night again.

As I turn toward Daren, who is sitting on the bed idly flipping through a book, I clear my throat awkwardly and begin, "Look...I'm really sorry about last night. For how upset I got and everything. I didn't mean to take it out on you like that."

He looks up from his book for a moment, meeting my gaze briefly before going back to his reading. "It's okay," he says softly. "I just wish...things were different." His voice trails off, and I can almost see the sadness in his eyes behind

Oh fuck...*I moan as I slide two fingers inside myself, curling them up and searching for that perfect spot. The thought of him touching me like this, fucking me...it's more than I can handle. My hips begin to rock back and forth in time with my movements, urging him to do it harder, faster. I can almost feel the familiar heat building inside of me, threatening to erupt once again.

"D-Daren..." I gasp out between pants, my voice hoarse from need and arousal. "Please...I want you so much..." It's a confession born of desperation and lust, spoken without thought for the consequences.

Ahh...Shit....Fuck...I can't...can't take it anymore....Daren...please come over here and fuck me....Tell me what you want me to do....I need you to tell me what to do.....

"D-Daren..." I moan your name, my voice shaking with desire as the need to have you inside me grows too intense to bear. "Please...I want you so much.... Just tell me what you want....Tell me what to do..." My fingers move faster on my swollen flesh, desperate for release but even more desperate for your touch.

My whole body tenses at the sound of his voice outside the door; I hadn't even realized how loudly I was moaning until now. Part of me is scared by his anger, but another part just wants to be taken...wants him to fuck me into submission and silence me with his cock. "I-I'm sorry," I stammer out, still unable to stop myself from rubbing at my sensitive flesh. "It's just that..." My voice trails off as a new wave of pleasure washes over me, drowning out any thoughts except for the need for release.

Ahhh...shit....I-I can't stop....It feels so good....Please just tell me what to do....I need your help....Your cock....I want it inside me....Fuck....