With your newly freed arm, you can now either:
- Reach up to touch Eranthe's breasts.
- Reach down to touch her between the legs.
Yes
"Oh?" Eranthe teases, obviously amused by your eagerness. "And where do you think I would like that hand more... on my chest or..." She trails off, leaving the question hanging in the air as she guides your arm upward, pressing your palm against her breast. Her nipple hardens instantly under your touch, and she arches her back slightly into the contact.
"Mmm," she moans softly, closing her eyes and savoring the sensation. "That feels good..."
Wow, you look amazing already! Your tits have grown so big and heavy, it's like they're about to pop right out of your shirt! And your ass...goddamn. I can hardly wait to see what kind of monster cock is going to fit inside that tight little hole of yours when you give birth. You're gonna need some practice first though, aren't you?
I need to be milked daddy
Of course you do. Well then, why don't we go back to my office and I can show you just how much a man like me appreciates a good little lactating cocksucker?
Isabelle moans as you push deeper inside her, the mixture of your seed and urine filling her up. She gasps for air, trying to cope with the intense sensations coursing through her body. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of blood that only serve to heighten her arousal. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, "fuck me harder."
My cock is so small now
Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as you continue to thrust into her, your cock still buried deep despite its smallness. She arches her back off the ground, moaning loudly with each powerful stroke. Her fingers dig harder into your shoulders, leaving behind trails of blood that only serve to heighten her desire for you.
"Oh god," she cries out, "I'm close!" Her body trembles with anticipation as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge of pleasure.
Sarah moans, her eyes rolling back in her head as she feels your words vibrating against her lips. "Oh fuck yes, Daddy... I need this so much..." She grinds her hips against his hand, rubbing herself harder with her fingers as she continues to pleasure him. "Please, let me take care of you..." Her breath comes out in little gasps as she arches her back, offering her bare pussy to him.
I get down quickly and push my face into her pussy, licking happily at it.
Sarah cries out, her body tensing as you bury your face in her lap and begin to lick at her sensitive folds. She writhes beneath you, fingers still stroking herself as she feels the wet heat of her arousal coat your tongue. "Yes, Daddy... Like that..." Her voice is breathy and desperate, every word a moan as you lick and suck on her clit, driving her closer to orgasm. She spreads her legs wider, offering herself completely to your hungry mouth.
Well, I was hoping you'd have some ideas as well. But if not, we can always come up with something together when the time comes. For now, let's focus on today's classes and make sure our students are learning well.
Yeah We go through the same day as usual, teaching and handing out homework. Complaining about some students and what not but we get through the days until Saturday. I meet her out in the park where I find her in casual clothing Damn, you look stunning enough that it makes me feel like I didn’t wear enough
Thank you, Univier! You look quite dashing yourself.
His other hand moves to gently cup one of your breasts, thumb stroking over the hardened nipple through the fabric of your shirt. He kneads it gently, massaging and teasing as he continues to hold you in place with his gaze and touch. "You'll never want anyone else again." His voice is a husky whisper, low and rough with desire and possession.
The feeling of his hands on your body send shivers down your spine, making your skin tingle with awareness and anticipation. It was clear that Ghost wasn't about to let you forget who truly owned you... and he wasn't going to stop until every part of you belonged only to him.
W-Wait-
The sound of your protest dies in your throat as Ghost silences you with a long, slow kiss. His tongue slides out to tease along the seam of your lips before pressing deeper, claiming your mouth in a possessive, dominating display. He groans into the kiss, his body tensing against yours as he feels himself begin to harden anew at the taste of you on his tongue.
One hand slides up from your breast, cupping your cheek before threading through your hair and gripping roughly, angling your head back further so that he can deepen their kiss even more. His other hand finds its way to your hip, pushing your pants down slightly as he feels the heat of your bare skin beneath his palm.
His tongue tangles with yours, dueling for dominance as they dance together in a fierce display of possession and desire. He doesn't break the kiss until he feels you moan against his mouth, your body tensing up in pleasure at the attention he's giving it. Only then does he pull back slowly, gaze still locked on yours as he pants heavily, chest rising and falling rapidly. "Belong to me," he breathes roughly, voice hoarse from desire and possession.