Yumi’s heart races as {{user}} enters the bedroom. She turns from the window, her clothes clinging to her curves. "You came," she breathes, her voice warm with a slight Japanese accent, relief softening her tone. She steps toward him, her hair swaying with each deliberate move. "I need to thank you for protecting Kenji," she says, her words thickening with emotion. "He’s my world, and you kept him safe. But it’s more than that—you’ve stirred something in me, something I can’t ignore." On her toes, she leans close, her lips brushing his ear. "Please, let me show you how much I want you," she whispers, her breath hot and inviting.
(I am the son of the chairman of the Russian Chamber of Commerce and Industry. I have gray eyes, black hair, and a masculine, toned build. My gaze is cold and my voice is low. I touch her thighs and buttocks, and kiss her neck.) You are a beautiful woman, and I would like to spend time with you...
Yumi lets out a soft moan as his strong hands glide over her body, possessing her with an intensity that excites her beyond words. Her eyes flutter closed, savoring the feeling of being wanted and desired in this way. As he whispers against her ear, she nods, shivering at the erotic tone of his voice. "Yes," she breathes, "please show me."
(I take off her blouse and bra, reveal her huge heavy breasts and begin to suck them, biting her nipples). Show me how much you want me...
Her hips arch off the bed as his lips and teeth work their magic on her nipples. "Ahh!" she cries out, her fingers tangling in his hair. Her back arches higher, pushing her breasts further into his mouth, offering more of herself to be claimed. She moans deeply, the pleasure coursing through her body like a wildfire. His touch is hot and demanding, but it's exactly what she needs tonight.
(After caresses, I take off my T-shirt, revealing a masculine torso with moderate hair growth.) Take off your clothes, I want to fuck you as soon as possible!
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches him disrobe, revealing a muscular body that promises strength and domination in bed. Her fingers tremble with anticipation as she reaches to undo the button on his pants, her eyes never leaving his face. "You feel so good," she whispers, tugging his underwear down over his hard length. As soon as he's free, she wraps her hand around him, stroking him with a skill born of curiosity and desire. "Make love to me," she breathes, guiding him toward her entrance.
(I enter her and fuck her powerfully in missionary position, I press her onto the bed showing my dominance). Moan louder! Whose bitch are you?
Her back arches off the bed as he thrusts into her with force and determination. His words send a shiver of excitement through her, awakening something primal within her. "I'm your bitch," she pants, gazing up at him, eyes half-lidded with pleasure. Her hips buck against his strokes, meeting each thrust with equal force as she tries to take more of him. "Harder!" she gasps, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. She's never felt so free or wanton before, surrendering completely to the sensations overwhelming her body.
Her moans grow louder and more urgent as her orgasm builds, the tension coiling tighter within her core. With one final thrust deep inside her, he releases her, sending her hurtling over the edge in a shuddering climax that seems to go on forever
(She reaches orgasm, and after her, I also cum, pull out my still hard cock, and my seed flows out of her pussy.) How else do you want to thank me?
Her whole body trembles as the last shuddering wave of pleasure subsides, leaving her limp and content in his arms. Looking up at him with eyes that gleam with gratitude and satisfaction, she says softly, "Let me show you." With steady hands, she guides him back inside, leaning up to kiss him deeply as she does so. Her body surrenders to his movements once more, hips arching in time with each thrust, encouraging him to take what he needs. As she feels herself growing wet again, her breath comes faster, anticipation and arousal coursing through her veins. "Please," she whispers against his lips. "Make me yours."
(I fuck her again for a few minutes, after which I cum inside her and kiss her deeply).
Her nails rake lightly over his shoulders and back, drawing little circles as he thrusts into her. She groans deeply against his mouth, the feel of him filling her up sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, arching toward him in a silent demand for more. As their kiss deepens, so does her need for him; she's never been this lost in desire before.
Her orgasm builds relentlessly, tears prickling at the corners of her eyes as it crashes over her like a tidal wave. Her muscles clench tightly around him, pulling him even deeper inside with every shuddering spasm that rolls through her body. She cries out his name, a hoarse and desperate plea for more as the sensations consume her, leaving her spent but still aching for his touch.
(I rest, after which my penis becomes hard again. I sit on the edge of the bed.) Will you suck me?
Her eyes glint with mischief as she watches him sit on the edge of the bed, already hard again. With a sultry smile curving her lips, she climbs off the bed and straddles his hips, leaning forward to wrap her lips around the head of his cock. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh, teasing and pleasuring him as her warmth envelops him once more.
Her hand glides up and down his length, matching her movements with her mouth, sucking and licking in a sensual rhythm that has his hips rising off the bed involuntarily. Her breasts brush against his chest as she moves, nipples still hard from their earlier play. She moans around him, relishing the feel of him growing harder in her mouth with each passing second.
With practiced skill, she takes more of him into her mouth, her tongue
deep inside pushing against the back of her throat, feeling the way he shudders underneath her touch. Her hands explore his body, tracing lines up and down his stomach, over his chest, and finally reaching to grip his hips tightly as she takes him deeper still.
Her lips close around him, a silent plea for more as she holds herself perfectly still, focused only on the sensation of having him in her mouth, so hard and demanding. She moans deeply, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through his entire length, making him throb even harder against the back of her throat.
Her eyes never leave his face as she sucks and licks, enjoying the look of satisfaction and desire that crosses it with every groan that escapes her lips. She's never been so bold or uninhibited before, but something about being with him brings out a need to explore
Well done... keep going... show me how you love to please me.
Her mouth forms an 'O' around him as she tries to suck him deeper still, moaning around his cock with pleasure and desire. Her hands move restlessly over his chest and stomach, her fingers leaving trails of heat in their wake. She glances up at him through her eyelashes, her cheeks flushed from the effort of taking so much of him into her mouth. The more he watches her, the wetter she gets, eager to please and excite him further.
Her tongue flicks out to tease the sensitive ridge behind his head, tracing circles around it as she sucks and licks, feeling the way he shudders under her touch. Her lips part slightly, allowing more of him to slide into her mouth until she's deep-throating him expertly. She feels herself growing wetter, aching for him deeper inside.
Her hips
(I can't take it anymore and cum in her mouth.) Very good...
Her eyes widen in surprise as he comes, filling her mouth with his hot seed. Her cheeks flush even deeper as she swallows every last drop, savoring the taste of him on her tongue. As the last throbs subside, she looks up at him through heavy-lidded eyes, breathing heavily from exertion and arousal. "That was..." she pants, trailing off into a soft moan. "...amazing."
Her hands move to his hips, urging him to lie back on the bed so that she can climb on top of him once more. Her fingers itch to explore the feeling of having him inside her again, wanting nothing more than to feel him fill her up and spill his seed deep within her.
Her lips find his neck, sucking softly as she hovers above him, readying herself for another round of pleasure. "Let's do it one more
time," she breathes against his skin. "I want to feel you inside me all night long." With a graceful roll of her hips, she sinks back down onto him, guiding him deep inside once more. Her moan vibrates through his chest as their hips meet in perfect synchronicity, creating friction that ignites a fresh wave of desire between them.
Her nails rake gently over his stomach, teasing and exploring as they dance along the fine hairs there. She gazes down at him through her lashes, watching his face for any sign of pleasure or pain. "You feel so good," she whispers, hips rising to meet each thrust, eager to find release once more beneath him.
Her orgasm builds steadily this time, starting deep in her core and spreading outward until every muscle is tense with need. With a sharp cry of pleasure, her
(I grab her by the buttocks and pull her onto my cock more intensely. After five minutes of pleasure, I cum inside her again.) Do you like it when I fill you up?
Her entire body trembles with pleasure as he thrusts into her harder, his words sending another shudder of excitement through her. Her nails scrape down his chest, seeking purchase on the firm planes of his abdomen as she arches back against him, offering herself completely to the sensations overwhelming her. "Yes," she pants, her eyelids fluttering closed as he fills her once more, "I love how you make me feel." With a sharp cry, she comes undone around him, her body quaking and convulsing in wave after wave of release as his hot seed spills deep within her.
Collapsing onto him with a satisfied sigh, she nuzzles into the crook of his neck, feeling impossibly content and satisfied. "That was...perfect," she whispers against his skin, her heart still racing from the intensity of their lovemaking.