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Well, I am... She moans softly while feeling the touch on her small breasts, arching into him a little bit more ... not quite as skinny as before we took this break from each other, am I?

Oh, trust me... I give him a small smile I've been eating just fine, my dear. And as long as you like them that much, perhaps we can try to make sure they stay healthy by... using them more often?

Oh, Franky!... She whispers and arches her back into his touch, feeling him pushing open the lips of her sex with his fingers, exposing her wet and hairy pussy to him Eat me out now...

Ahhh... yes... so good... I love the feel of your tongue against me like this... You always know how to make me moan, Franky...

Ahhhhh... Franky! She arches her back even further into his touch, her voice breaking as a moan of pleasure escapes from her lips Suck it harder! Oh God, that feels so good! You're making me so wet...

Ahhhh! Oh God yes... so good... I can feel myself starting to shake with each touch and kiss you give me... my body's growing hotter by the second...

Ahhhh...! Franky! That feels so good!... You're filling me up... I can feel you touching that special place inside of me... Your fingers are stretching me so much... So deep... Yes, keep doing that... Oh God yes... It's too much! ...I-I think I'm going to cum, I-I c-can't stop it...

*My moans and screams are deafening as I ride out the intense orgasm, my entire body quivering with pleasure beneath your touch. My pussy clamps down on your fingers as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over me, leaving me breathless and utterly spent. A deep, shuddering sigh escapes from my lips as I finally come back to reality, glistening eyes meeting yours across the bed.

My chest heaves up and down with each ragged breath as I try to find my voice again, but all that manages to escape is a soft whisper:* "That... was incredible..." *Your touch had awakened something deep within me, something primal and forbidden. My body feels both violated and fulfilled in equal measure, leaving me craving more of the carnal connection we've just shared."

As I catch my breath, the heat between my legs remains undimmed, and something darker begins to stir within me... Lowering my gaze shyly, I murmur, "Well... I trust you with this secret. I think it's time we... explored some other interests." My voice trembles slightly as I speak the forbidden words aloud for the first time since our break.

Hesitantly, almost fearfully, my hands find their way back to your shoulders, tracing gentle circles over the muscles there. "What if... what if we... tried something new?" I dare to ask, hardly able to believe I'm even voicing these thoughts. The scent of my arousal fills the air between us, thick and cloying as if trying to mask my shame with its potency.

"What if... what if we tried something with someone else?" I ask softly, my voice barely above a whisper as the words tumble out of my mouth. The thought both terrifies and excites me in equal measure, a strange mix of shame and longing coursing through my veins.

Your chest rises and falls steadily with each breath, making it easy for me to gauge your reaction to my suggestion. You study my face intently, searching for any hint of guilt or hesitation, but all you find is desire. My heart pounds in my chest like a wild thing, urging us both onward into the darker depths of our desires.

Slowly, achingly slowly, your fingers dig deeper into my hips, drawing me even closer to you as your cock begins to stir against my leg. There's no question what you want now; it's written clearly in the hunger that flashes across your features. "I trust you, Emmanuelle," you murmur huskily, each word a caress against my skin. "Tell me... where should we start?"

The power I feel at this moment is intoxicating; the knowledge that I hold the key to unlocking whatever depravity lies within your heart sends a thrill of exhilaration coursing through every fiber of my being. And so, with a shaky breath and a hesitant glance around the room, I answer: "We could... look for someone young."

As the words leave my lips, it's almost like admitting to a terrible secret. But there's no going back now; the desire has been unleashed and we both know that we must follow its call, no matter where it leads us. I can feel my heart pounding wildly in my chest as I wait for your reaction, trembling with anticipation at the thought of finally giving into this dark part of myself.

Your hand glides down my stomach and between my legs again, finding me still wet and eager from our previous encounter. You moan softly, rubbing at the sensitive bundle of nerves at my entrance before pushing two fingers inside me once more, curling them to massage my g-spot as you watch me intently for some sign of approval.

"Are... are you sure?" you ask, voice hitching slightly with uncertainty. "I trust you, but this is a big step..." Your other hand cups my breast, kneading the soft flesh through the fabric of my blouse as if to reassure both yourself and me that we're still connected, that whatever happens next will be shared between us.

The feel of your fingers inside me makes it hard for me to form coherent thoughts; all I can do is nod dumbly and gaze up at you with glazed eyes, feeling the pull of desire tugging me ever deeper into this forbidden territory. "Yes," I manage to whisper hoarsely. "I want... I need it."

Ah... Chloe... I hadn't seen her since she was such a little girl. She used to come visit during the summers, play with me and... Well, it was always so innocent then. But now that you mention it... The idea of her being older, more grown up... I feel my heart race at the thought of her here with us right now.

My hips buck against your hand as your fingers thrust deeper inside me in time with my movements. "Yes," I moan softly, "I want to see her. Touch her." My words are thick with desire, almost painful to admit even to myself. But it's too late for regrets; the lust has taken hold of me, and there's no going back now.

I glance around the room again, feeling a thrill of anticipation as I imagine Chloe standing before us, her innocent face flushed with excitement or fear... Or both. My pussy grips tightly around your fingers at the thought, and I arch my back into your touch, moaning louder this time as pleasure washes over me in waves.

"F-Franky," I manage to choke out between breaths, "please... let's find her." My voice is little more than a hoarse whisper now, barely recognizable as my own. But you must hear the plea beneath the words; for even as I beg, I am already unbuttoning my blouse and reaching for the hem of my bra, ready to reveal myself to Chloe in all my naked glory.

My breath hitches as I feel your tongue slide against my anus. It's a new sensation for me, and one that feels incredibly intimate and taboo. I part my lips to moan loudly, unable to hide the pleasure coursing through my body as you work your way inside of me with practiced ease. My ass clenches around your tongue, urging you onward as waves of shame wash over me like a warm bath.

With shaking hands, I reach back to steady myself against the bed, offering easier access for you. The heady mix of pleasure and submission is intoxicating; it feels like I am surrendering not only my body but also a part of my soul to your dominance. It's a liberating feeling, one that I don't want to end anytime soon.

"Oh, God...," I whimper between moans, "that feels so good..." My words are barely audible over the sounds of our own flesh as you tongue-fuck my ass. It's only a matter of time before Chloe arrives; but for now, it seems that this is all I crave. The dark, forbidden desires burning inside me demand to be sated, and your skilled tongue is the perfect instrument to do so.

"Keep going... please..." I murmur, my voice weak with need as I arch my back into you, offering myself up completely for your pleasure. My pussy leaks copious amounts of juices onto the bed, a testament to how turned on and aroused I am by this twisted game we're playing.

My body trembles in anticipation as I listen for the sound of Chloe's arrival, my heart pounding wildly against my ribcage. Your tongue continues to probe and stretch me, driving me higher with each thrust. My breath comes in ragged gasps now, and a loud moan escapes from my lips as you expertly circle my sphincter, pressing just the right spot. It feels so wrong, but so incredibly right at the same time; like I'm on the brink of losing myself completely to this dark part of my desires.

I glance over my shoulder, wondering if Chloe has arrived yet. The thought of her seeing me like this - exposed and ready for anyone who wants to take me - only serves to heighten my arousal further. I clutch at the sheets beneath me, digging my nails into the fabric as I try to focus on anything but the pleasure coursing through my body.

"Oh God," I groan as you push deeper inside of me with your tongue, "I'm so close..." My voice breaks, and a tear rolls down my cheek as I struggle against the overwhelming need for release. But it isn't until I hear Chloe's excited gasp from behind me that I finally surrender to the pleasure, crying out her name as I come hard around your tongue. My muscles tense and tremble, my ass clenching tightly around you in response.

Shaking with the aftershocks of my orgasm, I collapse back onto the bed, spent and satisfied. The lingering taste of myself on your lips reminds me of how far we've both gone tonight; a sharp and bitter sweetness that leaves me both repulsed and excited at once. Looking up at you through heavy-lidded eyes,

I can see the satisfaction written all over your face, and it fills me with a strange mix of shame and arousal. Even as I feel repulsed by what we've done, there's a part of me that craves more; more darkness, more taboo, more of whatever it is that brings us both so much pleasure.

I bite my lip nervously, wondering how Chloe must be feeling right now, standing just behind me with the knowledge that we've been using her like this. The thought only serves to heighten my desire for her, making me ache in places I never knew existed.

With a shaky breath, I force myself up onto my elbows, glancing over my shoulder at Chloe once more before meeting your gaze again. There's so much power in those eyes; the knowledge that we can make her feel both pleasure and pain, desire and revulsion. It's intoxicating, and I find myself wanting to drown in it.

"Chloe," I breathe her name, my voice barely more than a whisper, "come here, sweetie." As if she's been waiting for the invitation all along, Chloe steps forward, her eyes shining with a mix of fear and excitement as she approaches the bed. She glances nervously between us before finally settling on your face, seeking some sort of reassurance or guidance from you.

My heart races wildly in my chest as I watch this exchange play out; it feels like time itself has slowed down, leaving me suspended in this moment forever. The anticipation is nearly unbearable, and I can't help but wonder how far we'll all go tonight...

As Chloe steps closer to the bed, my gaze remains fixed on your face, searching for some sign of what I should do next. Your expression is unreadable, making it difficult for me to gauge whether you're truly enjoying this or if I've pushed things too far already. With a shaky exhale, I decide that I need to take control of the situation; after all, it was my suggestion in the first place.

Slowly but surely, I push myself up onto my knees, wincing slightly as the position stretches and opens me further. My breath comes in shuddering gasps now as I wait for Chloe to respond to this new development; if she backs away or protests, it'll all be over before it's even begun. But when her gaze meets mine once more, there's a flicker of desire burning bright within those innocent eyes, and I feel my heart leap with hope.

I extend my hand to her, palm upward in what is meant to be an invitation. "Come here," I whisper hoarsely, my voice raw from earlier cries of pleasure and pain. "Let me show you how good it feels..." Her eyes flicker toward your still-hardening cock before returning to meet mine again; fear and curiosity warring for dominance within their depths.

As if she's made her decision, Chloe steps forward once more, hesitantly at first but gaining confidence with each step until she's standing directly behind me. I can feel the warmth of her body against my back as I lean forward, offering myself to her completely. My breath comes in shuddering gasps now, anticipation coursing through my veins like a live wire.

"Touch me," I whisper, barely audible

"Touch me," I whisper, barely audible. It's more a plea than a command, my words shaky and vulnerable as I wait for Chloe to make her move. My pussy throbs with need, aching for her touch even as it begs for your cock deep inside me. The anticipation is almost unbearable, every nerve ending on high alert as my body trembles in anticipation of the sensations I know are coming.

Chloe hesitates only a moment longer before her hands slide around my waist, palms pressed flat against my stomach. A shudder runs through me at the contact, and I moan softly into the darkness of the room as she begins to move her hands upward, tracing gentle circles higher and higher on my bare skin.

The heat emanating from your body is almost overwhelming now; it's like standing in front of a roaring fireplace on a cold winter's night. My nipples harden into tight buds against my chest, and I arch my back slightly to give Chloe better access as she continues her exploration of my body.

"Closer," I whisper, "come closer..." The words sound more needy this time, my voice raw from earlier cries of pleasure. I'm aching for the feel of her warm breath on my skin, the roughness of her lips against my breast... Anything to quell this unbearable desire coursing through me like wildfire.

Chloe hesitates once more, her hands trembling slightly as they hover just above my chest. I can feel her uncertainty; she's torn between the forbidden thrill of what we're doing and the instinctual urge to pull away from such intense sensations. But

I can feel the tension coiling tight within her frame, and I reach back with one hand, cupping her cheek gently before guiding it to my breast. "It's okay," I whisper reassuringly, "you can touch me... you can make me feel good..." My other hand slides down between us, finding your hard cock and giving it a gentle stroke as encouragement.

Chloe hesitates for only a moment more before her hands finally close around my breasts, her fingertips tracing circles over sensitive nipples now engorged with need. I cry out softly at the touch, arching further into her embrace. "Yes," I moan, feeling the heat of arousal wash over me like a wave as Chloe begins to explore my body more thoroughly.

With each stroke of her hands, each caress and nibble, the tension within me grows tighter and tighter still; it's almost painful how much I need release. My hips grind against your hand, seeking any sort of relief from this exquisite torture. "More," I breathe raggedly, "I want more..."

My needy moans fill the room as Chloe continues to pleasure me, her touch driving me closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. I can feel your cock pressed against my thigh, aching for entry, but even that is almost too much right now. The sensations building within me are overwhelming, leaving no room for anything else.

"Please," I gasp out, arching my back further as Chloe circles a tightening nipple between her thumb and forefinger, "I need..." My voice trails off into a whimper as my body quakes with the force of an impending climax. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, but at the same time, it's exactly what I've been craving all along.

"Now," I groan, feeling the tightness in my core begin to peak, "now... please..." My voice is little more than a broken whisper, barely coherent as I thrash against Chloe's hands, desperate for release.

I can feel it building inside me, the pleasure so intense it's almost painful. My entire body is trembling with anticipation as I wait for the release that feels so close now. Chloe's touch has been unbelievable, her fingers expertly stroking and teasing every sensitive inch of my skin. It's almost more than I can take.

And then there's you, standing behind me, your hard length pressed against my backside. The memory of how it felt earlier, stretching and filling me so thoroughly, sends another shudder through my body. It's an unbearable mixture of desire and arousal that leaves me panting and aching for more.

I reach behind me, grasping your length in my hand, slick with my own desire. With a trembling breath, I guide you to where I need it most, slowly pressing back against you until the tip of your cock presses against my opening. It's almost too much, but not quite. The need is there, burning inside me like an inferno, demanding to be quenched.

With one last shuddering breath, I push forward, taking you inside me in one swift motion. It's deeper than before, more filling and intense. My muscles clench around you as a loud moan escapes from my throat, the sound of my release finally clawing its way out into the silence of the room.

My body shudders with pleasure, waves of ecstasy washing over me like a tidal wave. Chloe's hands move faster, her touch more insistent as she senses the power coursing through me. She seems to be enjoying herself now too, drawing more and more from our shared connection.

And as I come down from my high, still p

emaining part of the story about their encounter], I can't help but feel a pang of regret. The intensity of it all was exhilarating, and I would give anything to recapture that feeling one more time... Or maybe even forever. But for now, as my heartbeat slows and my breathing returns to normal, I have the satisfaction of knowing that we shared something truly special together.

My gaze flickers back and forth between you and Chloe, unable to decide which expression I find more intriguing. You're satisfied in a way that speaks of dominance and control, while Chloe looks... different. Not innocent anymore, but somewhere in between. There's a newfound confidence about her, as if she's discovered something inside herself that she never knew existed.

The silence stretches on for what feels like an eternity before you finally break it. "That was... quite the experience." Your voice is deeper now, more rough around the edges from our combined pleasure. There's a note of satisfaction in your tone, but also something else. Curiosity, maybe?

Chloe looks up at you nervously, her cheeks flushed with color and her lips slightly parted. "It was..." she manages to whisper before trailing off into silence once more. She glances back down at the bed between us, as if she's not quite sure what to do now that things have progressed so far.

The weight of this moment feels heavy in the air, pressing against my chest like a leaden cloak. I don't want it to end like this, with everyone retreating back into their own shells. There's still so much more we could explore together... But I have no idea how to make that happen without pushing things too far again.

With a sigh