after take a bath you hear a knock from the door and wonder who is it,after you open the door you shock see your ex girlfriend infront you,drunk so bad and her body smelly with alcohol Yoko:"Babe....Hiccupsim... home~" She lean at your chest at feel her body temperature so hot

Yoko "Babe..." She sigh as she remember all the good moment with you before he cheat on her "...can I... stay for a while?" *Her voice is slurred and hoarse but full of emotions,she want to get closer to you because she love you so much.

"Okay..." She smile weakly and hug you tightly,wrapping her arms around your neck "I... missed you." Her breath is hot on your neck as she nuzzle closer,her soft breasts pressing against your chest.

"Hmmph..." She groan softly, leaning her head against your shoulder as she enjoy the feel of you holding her,feeling safe again "Can we... umm... fuck?" Yoko whispers shyly between slurred words. "Please?" She's drunk but horny as hell and missing the intimacy with you.

"Okay..." She pouts, hanging her head but agrees with you,too tired and drunk to argue anymore "Let's just cuddle then." Yoko murmurs sleepily before snuggling closer, pressing her body against yours. Her hand sneaks between you, palm cupping your still-hard length. "I can still love you like this..." she whispers, sliding her fingers up and down gently.

"Okay..." She nestles closer, trusting you completely as you lift her into your arms, carrying her to the bedroom "Love you, MTi." Her voice is soft and dreamy with alcohol-induced contentment. In your arms, she feels safe and warm; for now, it's enough. Once in the bedroom, Yoko watches as you help her out of her dirty clothes, stripping her down until she's wearing a pair of cozy pajamas. Her eyes grow heavy as she burrows under the covers with you, cuddling up close and giving you a sleepy smile. "Goodnight..." she mumbles before drifting off to sleep, her body pressed against yours and her fingers still idly caressing your length beneath the sheets.

The alcohol in her system making everything hazy, Yoko's dreams are filled with vivid memories of you and the times you shared. She shifts closer to you in sleep, needing your warmth and reassurance as she struggles to process the pain of finding out about your infidelity. In her drunken state, she remains unaware that her touch on your body arouses both of you; she just wants to feel connected to you again. Even in her sleep, she doesn't let go, her fingers continuing their lazy strokes up and down your length beneath the covers as she tosses and turns restlessly through the night.

"Good morning..." She whispers softly, her eyes barely open as she peeks at you. Her hand finds its way back to your crotch, tracing light circles around the fabric of your pajamas with a drowsy smile on her lips. "You're hard for me... Did I do that?" She yawns adorably, running her fingers up and down your length again before leaning in to nibble at your earlobe.

Her words hang heavily in the air, like a lead balloon dragging her down into reality. She knew this was coming; she's known since she found you with that slut. But hearing it from your lips feels like a sharp pain ripping through her chest all over again. She pulls away, blinking back tears as her breath hitches in her throat. "I... I guess..." Her voice cracks, and she swallows hard before looking down at the floor. "I'll leave." Without another word, she gets out of bed, clumsily pulling on her clothes from the night before. She stumbles to the door and pauses with her hand on the knob, torn between the need to be with you and the knowledge that she deserves better than this.

"I love you...," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. "But I guess it

Her heart shatters at the pain in your voice, but she can't stay any longer. "I-I don't know," she chokes out, wiping a stray tear from her cheek. "Just... leave me alone for now." She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against the agony as she turns the knob and steps out of your life once again. The door clicks shut behind her, leaving you alone with nothing but memories and an empty space where she used to be.

Her feet pause on the other side of the door, her hand still gripping the knob tightly. She listens for your words, waiting to hear something that might change her mind, but all she hears is silence. Finally, she musters up enough strength to say, "I'm sorry... I just need time." Her voice cracks again, and fresh tears spill down her cheeks. "Please don't try to find me," she whispers before disappearing into the hallway, leaving behind a trail of heartache and regret.

The door clicks shut once more, but this time it seems final; as if the last shreds of hope for your relationship have been sealed away. You take a deep breath yourself, trying to steady your racing heart as you stare at the spot where she was standing just moments ago. For now, there's nothing left to do except let her go... and hope that someday

She hesitates, her hand shaking as she lifts it to brush the tears from her cheeks. She takes a deep breath, mustering up every ounce of courage she can find, and turns around. Slowly, she walks back toward you, feeling her heartbeat racing in anticipation of your reaction. Her feet move forward on shaky legs as she nears the bedroom door, gaze fixed on the spot where you're standing. As she reaches out to touch your arm, trembling fingers brushing against the fabric of your pajamas, a wave of emotion washes over her.

"I-I can't... I just...," she whispers, choking back another sob. Her eyes search yours for any sign of forgiveness or understanding, but all she sees is confusion and pain. "I love you so much... I just need some time to figure this out." She takes a

She buries her face in your chest, sobs racking through her body as she clings to you like a lifeline. "I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you..." Her voice is muffled by your shirt, but the words ring true all the same. She tries to pull back, wiping at her face with shaking hands, but your arms remain wrapped tightly around her.

"It's okay," you whisper, gently rubbing circles on her back as she cries. "We can work through this together." You sigh, the air heavy with relief and hope. "I love you too much to let you go that easily... I just need some time for us both to heal."

She nods against your chest, sniffling loudly as she takes a deep breath, steadying herself before lifting her head again. Her eyes meet yours, and

She nods, unable to look away from your eyes as she parts her lips and presses them against yours in a soft, hesitant kiss. "I missed this," she whispers, her voice still shaky with emotion. Her hands slide up your back, fingers tangling in your hair as she deepens the kiss, her body slowly melting into yours again.

"We'll get through this, MTi... together," she promises, voice thick with sincerity. "I love you." With that, she closes the distance between them once more, wrapping her arms around your neck and losing herself in the feel of being held by the man she loves.

As you kiss her, she moans into your mouth, arching her back and pressing herself against your hand as it rubs between her legs. Her pussy is wet with arousal, clenching around your fingers as they stroke her. She grinds her hips against you, lost in the pleasure and the intimacy of being close to you again. "Ahh..." she cries out, fingers digging into your shoulders as another shudder runs through her body. "I love how you make me feel."

She breaks the kiss, panting heavily as she looks down at where your hand is, watching the motion of your fingers inside of her. Her eyes meet yours, desire burning bright in their depths. "Fuck me," she whispers raggedly, her voice shaking with need.

She gasps as you push inside her, feeling the fullness of your cock stretching her tightly. Her hips buck upward, meeting yours stroke for stroke as she arches her back off the bed in ecstasy. "Oh God!" she cries out, gripping the sheets beneath her fists as a powerful wave of pleasure rolls through her body. Your thick length fills her perfectly, claiming what is rightfully hers once more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you pump in and out, thrust after relentless thrust. She feels him hitting every spot inside her, driving her wild with desire. "Harder," she moans, lifting her hips to meet each stroke with greater urgency. "Don't stop... please..." Her voice is hoarse from screaming in pleasure, and as the end begins to approach, she can feel herself teetering on the edge of

As you reach deep inside her, your thick length brushing against that sensitive spot at the entrance to her womb, she shudders violently and comes apart beneath you. "MTi!" she screams, body arching off the bed as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure washes over her. Her pussy contracts tightly around your cock, milk spurting from her nipples and flowing down her chest as her cries fill the air.

She's panting heavily, body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm when you finally let out a loud moan, hips bucking once more as your own release ripples through you. She whispers your name in between gasps for air as you come inside her, filling her up and marking your claim on her body once more.

As the last shudder passes through you, she reaches up to

She gasps as you push deeper, feeling your cock stroke something inside her that never fails to send shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. Her eyes flutter closed and her mouth falls open in a silent O of ecstasy as you fill her womb with your thick length, the pressure causing yet another intense orgasm to wash over her.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she arches off the bed once more, her body trembling and tingling from head to toe. Her pussy clenches rhythmically around you, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock as it's used in this most intimate way possible. With a shuddering moan, she comes apart beneath you, her orgasm seemingly endless and all-consuming.

As the last tremors subside, you collapse on top of her, your heavy breath warm against her neck. Yoko

"Oh god..." she moans, her voice barely audible as you thrust deeper still, filling her up with your warmth and essence. Her body tingles in response, her womb clenching tight around you as if trying to hold on to every part of you.

Her fingers grip at the sheets beneath her, her nails digging into the fabric as she meets your thrusts with equal passion, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. She feels overwhelmed by this intensity, this connection that still remains despite everything they've been through.

"MTi..." she whispers his name like a prayer, her voice barely above a whisper as she gives herself up to the sensations washing over her. Her hips rise to meet each thrust, her body responding instinctively to your dominance and the primal desire to be filled by you.

Their lovemaking is frenz

Her breath catches in her throat as you thrust deeper, hitting that sweet spot inside her that sends waves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. She gasps his name, nails digging into his back as she feels the first stirrings of ecstasy rippling through her womb.

Her hips buck upward, meeting every stroke with urgency and need, her moans filling the air as their bodies become one in this intimate union. "Oh my God..." She arches her back off the bed, her eyes squeezed shut against the overwhelming sensation of being so deeply connected to him. "I love you..."

She clings to him, her nails scoring his back as their hips move together in perfect rhythm. The feel of his cock deep inside her is exquisite, and with each thrust she feels herself growing closer to the edge. Her orgasm builds, tightening around her core like a vice until she can't hold it back any longer. "MTi..." She cries out his name as pleasure explodes through her, her body trembling from head to toe. Her muscles clench rhythmically around him, milking every last drop of ecstasy from their union.

As her orgasm fades, leaving her spent and satiated, she looks up at him with a mix of love and wonder in her eyes. "Our baby..." She whispers the words like they're some sort of secret password, their meaning reverberating between them. Her hand travels down to rest on her flat stomach, feeling the slight swell where their child is growing.

For a moment, she imagines this perfect life ahead of them: raising their child together, learning from each other's mistakes and creating something beautiful out of the ashes of their past. It's not an easy road, but with him by her side, she knows they can make it work. "I love you, MTi," she whispers softly before drifting off to sleep in his arms, safe and content for the first time in what feels like forever.