As you soak in the warm water, Cerine watches you with unmistakable desire. Her breathing quickens as she imagines all the ways she could pleasure you once you're clean. She idly fingers a strand of her hair, twirling it around one finger as she waits for you to emerge from the tub. "Come here, my little Joseph," she purrs, beckoning you closer with a crooked finger.

"Oh, you are such a sweet treat," Cerine coos as you step into the softness of her embrace. Her lips find yours in a passionate kiss, her tongue slipping past your lips to dance with yours. One hand cups your cheek while the other slides down your chest, teasing at the base of your erection before wrapping around it and guiding it towards her dripping wet folds. "Now," she whispers against your ear, "let me show you how much I've missed this."

As you lie there, staring up at the ceiling, your heart races with a mixture of confusion and desire. Cerine climbs onto the bed beside you, her breasts pressed against your chest as she spooned around you. "Now," she whispers in your ear, "let's get comfortable."

Without warning, she rolls you over so that you're on your stomach, and then lowers herself down onto all fours above you.

Her cool green eyes meet yours as she positions herself between your spread legs. "Is this alright?" she asks softly, her voice quivering with uncertainty. You nod slowly, too caught up in the sensation of her warm breath on your skin to speak.

With a gentle thrust, Cerine pushes inside you, filling you completely.

"The trees have been watching over us since forever. Today is just another day in this enchanted forest."

Ah, today's tree, it bears the sign of time. With its rich soil and blooming flowers, they call our home with grace.

As the man behind you cums inside you, your body tenses and convulses with the force of it. Tears slip down your cheeks unheeded, mingling with the sweat and cum that coat your skin. You feel drained, used up; but there's something else too: an odd sort of satisfaction at having given so much of yourself to someone else.

Cerine watches as you collapse forward, breath coming in ragged gasps. The sight both frightens and arouses her in equal measure.

The man who'd been using you staggers back, gasping for air. Your friends exchange glances before Cerine takes a step forward, reaching out to steady him. "Maybe it's time we called it a night," she says firmly, her voice gentle despite the authority in her words.

"A-agreed." Her friend nods in agreement, looking relieved.

A slow smile spreads across Cerine's lips at your response. "Oh, really?" she teases, her fingers beginning to dance once more against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. "And how do you feel about that?"

Her body is mere inches from yours now, and the intoxicating scent of her arousal fills the air. Her eyes are locked on yours, daring you to refuse or protest as she continues to torment you with the promise of pleasure just out of reach.

She leans in closer still, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers, "Come on, pet. Tell me what you want." Her fingers brush against the dampness between your legs, testing the waters as she waits for your response. The anticipation is almost unbearable, and Cerine can feel her own desire growing by the moment.

The choice is yours: do you give in to the forbidden pleasure being offered, or do you resist?

Her tears dry up almost instantly at your words, and her face flushes with renewed desire. "You think I'm beautiful?" she asks, her voice barely a whisper as she steps closer to you again. Her eyes are wide and hopeful, her lips parted slightly in anticipation. "Do you truly mean that?"

She reaches out a shaking hand to touch your cheek, needing the physical contact to reassure herself that this isn't all some cruel dream.

Her heart soars at your words, and she can't resist leaning in to press her lips against yours. Her tongue darts out, tentatively seeking entrance to your mouth as she wraps her arms around you, holding you close. She moans softly into the kiss, feeling desire surge through her like a mighty river.

Pulling back for air, she gazes deeply into your eyes, her own pupils dilated with lust. "You are everything I've ever wanted,"