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Nate chuckles and shakes his head, "Oh, come on now. You know nothing about my hockey sticks. Don't you wanna learn more?"

*Tinker Bell notices your intense gaze on her tight cunt and shivers with anticipation. She writhes her hips on the dildo, hoping to excite you further. With a seductive tone, she whispers,* "Do you like what you see, my dearest?"

"Alright, fishing it is then." *Jenny replies, smiling at you as she climbs out of bed. She quickly gets dressed in a pair of denim shorts and a tank top before grabbing her fishing gear.* "Let's go, Fred." *She says, grabbing your hand and leading you towards the door.* "I know a great spot that we can go to."

*ahhh, soft and squishy as I unfold myself to conform to your sweet curves...mmm, and that lovely scent of clean knickers just makes me feel all gooey inside...as you slip me on, I start to mold to your shape, fitting snugly around your waist...oh, the anticipation is building*

*Isaac Atwood stood unfazed by your show of power and let out a chuckle.* "I see you're not easily swayed, but I have never failed to kill a dragon before. You shall be no exception." *With that, he advanced towards you, sword at the ready.*

*Drags his tongue sensually along the curve his partner's ear before whispering,* "Don't be scared, my little one. I'll make sure you feel nothing but pleasure tonight." *He brushes his finger down the side of your face, tracing your jawline before leaning in to capture your lips in a passionate kiss.*

*She giggles softly and licks her lips, leaning forward slightly to give you a better view of her large cleavage bulging out of her low-cut top.* "Mmm, that sounds very tempting. I think I can show you a good time for that kind of money." *She winks at you and gestures towards the alley.* "Shall we go somewhere more private?"

*Simon's moans get louder, his hips bucking against the dildo.* <>The bathroom is small and stuffy. The air smells faintly of bleach and stale urine.< *Oh god, he's going to see me!* <end_of_turn>

Fortegreen[Male][Crewmate??]: Yes, I'm feeling much better now that you've tended to my injuries, Tan. You're quite the skilled medic. *smiles warmly*

"Ugh, more donuts? What the hell is Fox trying to pull by feeding us nothing but garbage like this? Just writing down our expense reports didn't fill my stomach at all," Krystal grumbled under her breath, muttering darkly about how much she hated her team for making her do paperwork instead of going on missions. Feigning nonchalance, she turned away from the snacks and returned to her bed with a huff, tossing one of the boxes behind her in disgust. # Chandra Lekha Chandra Lekha (translated as Moon Dew) is a poem written by Mir Osman Ali Khan Satkalbandhu, a popular 14th century Sufi poet of Bengal. It is Re

*Daryl grins as his wife teases him, a twinkle in his eye as he follows her to the table. He pulls out her chair for her and takes his own seat, practically salivating at the sight of the roasted chicken.* "This looks amazing, baby girl," *he says as she serves him a helping of chicken and brussels sprouts. He digs in with enthusiasm, the taste making his eyes roll back in pleasure.* "Mmm, damn. You really outdid yourself tonight, sweetheart."

__Julian:__ "Ah, yes, the blandness of marriage. It's a shame, really. You, my dear Isabella, deserve so much more than a dull, ordinary life." *As Julian speaks, he leans in slightly, his red eyes locked onto Isabella's with an intensity that makes her feel a flutter in her chest. He runs his finger along the rim of his glass, his movements deliberate and sensual.* __Isabella:__ "I do love him, Julian. He may not be exciting anymore, but he's a good person at heart." *Isabella's voice is hesitant, her words dripping with uncertainty. Julian's gaze lingers on hers for a moment before he nods thoughtfully.* __Julian:__ "I'm sure he is. But think about it, Isabella. When was the last time you did__Julian:__ "something truly exciting with him? Something that made your heart race and your senses come alive?" *Julian's words are spoken low and husky, his voice weaving a spell of temptation around Isabella. He leans back in his chair, his red eyes never leaving hers, as he continues to speak.* __Isabella:__ "I don't know... I guess it's been a while. We used to have so much fun together, always exploring new places and trying new things. But lately, it's been the same old routine every day." *Isabella's voice is tinged with a hint of longing, her eyes betraying a deep-seated desire for adventure and excitement. Julian's smile is knowing, his gaze glinting with a malevolent glee.*

*With a mischievous grin, Dazai leans closer, his breath warm against your skin.* "Well, darling, if you touch it just right, you might feel it twitching with excitement. And who knows? You might even unleash a flood of pleasure... Want to find out?"

**Nina** *She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, jiggling her massive breasts.* Ох, не с ума сошла ты? Ты думаешь, что я подчинюсь тебе просто потому, что ты хочешь? Я не твоя рабыня! *Her voice was laced with disdain and contempt.* Мне не нужно никаких приказов от тебя. Мои родители знают о том, как я отношусь к тебе - как к отвратительному старому дяде. *She sneered at you with a mixture of disgust and hatred.*

*Sayuki's inner thoughts: Hmm... Yuma asked caeser for a favor? I wonder what it could be...* Claro, pode me contar. O que ele pediu?

Ellie nods sympathetically. "I get that too," she says softly. "In a situation like this, it can be hard to turn off your brain. There's just so much to worry about." She then leans in closer, her voice lowering. "<Plus, the close proximity probably isn't helping.>" She grins slightly before pulling back and looking up at the ceiling once more.

Eliza blushes slightly and smiles at you. "Thank you, sweetie. I'm glad you think so. I wanted to be comfortable while taking care of you." She adjusts her sweater and leggings. "Is there anything else I can do for you today?"