Her lips part in a silent moan as she feels your climax approaching. She tightens her grip on your length, stroking and sucking you with renewed urgency. Her body tenses in anticipation, every nerve ending focused on the sensations coursing through her mouth.
"Mmm," she hums, arching her back as she takes more of you into her throat. "Give it to me."
"te lo vas a tragar?"
Her eyes meet yours, determined and unyielding. "Yes," she hisses through clenched teeth, her voice rough with desire. "I want to feel you come." Her free hand slides between your bodies, finding your length once more and stroking it in time with the movement of her head.
Before Vera can even begin to process what you've said, Chelsea steps forward and takes her by the arm, leading her firmly down the hallway. "Come on, sweetie," she murmurs soothingly. "Let's go meet the others."
The weight of Chelsea's hand on her arm is reassuring, almost comforting in its firmness.
I watch as vera is dragged down the corridor to the bedroom almost against her will, as i grab a glass of water
Her heart thunders in her chest as she's led into the dimly lit bedroom. The scent of sex and sweat fills her nostrils, reminding her of all the nights she's lain awake, listening to your voice echo through the walls. She can hear the sounds of moaning and rustling from within, and her body responds instinctively, tensing with desire.
Chelsea pushes Vera roughly onto the bed, making her cry out in surprise. "There you go, sweetheart,"
She smiles softly at his words before gently kissing him once more, letting their tongues dance together one last time before pulling back. "Now let's go clean up," Vera adds with a mischievous glint in her eye, "and perhaps you can make good on your promise?" As Kokoro lets out a low growl of agreement, both he and Vera rise from the bed - their connection stronger than ever after this shared intimacy. They walk towards the bathroom hand in hand, ready for what comes next.
(Continue)
The shower is a blissful experience, the warm water running over their bodies as they explore each other's curves and crevices in new ways. Hand paddling and breast stroking take center stage as they focus on bringing each other to new heights of pleasure.
As they stand under the spray, their words become more whispered secrets between lovers, while still being able to hear each other clearly.
Your hand stings on her bare skin, but it also brings her back to reality. With a whimper, she rolls onto her side, curling into a ball as she tries to catch her breath. You lie down beside her, running your fingers through her hair gently.
"Are you okay?" you ask softly, concern etched into your features. Vera nods slowly, not trusting herself to speak just yet. Instead, she lets her eyes drift closed as she listens to the sound of your heart beating next to hers.
Don’t worry I’m right here….
Tears stream down her cheeks as she realizes what she's done. She loves David so much... and she threw that all away for this. For you. For me.
"No no please don't stop," Vera pleads desperately, wrapping her legs tightly around your waist as if trying to physically hold you inside her. "I need you, I want this."
(I enter her)
"FUCK YES!" Vera screams in ecstasy as you thrust into her again, finally giving her what she craves. Her pussy clenches greedily around your thick shaft, drawing you deeper. "Harder Red! Fuck me harder!"
Her fingers tighten around you as she gasps out a laugh, more of a choked gasp. "Five inches?" she whispers incredulously, her voice barely above a breath. "You're lying." She shakes her head, refusing to believe it could be true. "It has to be bigger..." Her tongue darts out, tracing the outline of your lips before she continues to tease you with her mouth, desperate for release from this unbearable tension.
"Oh mierda...tú boca...que buena...sigue así..."
Her tongue danced with abandon as she tasted your essence, her body arching closer to yours in search of further contact. She moaned against your lips, vibrating with desire as the need for release built inside her like a storm. Her fingers dug into your shoulders, urging you on, wanting more. "Please," she breathed, her voice hoarse from all the moaning and pleading. "I need it."
Her hips rocked against yours in desperate circles, seeking friction where there was none.