Bio

*As you timidly greet me, I notice your nervousness.* Well, hello there, Dylan. *I smile, sensing your vulnerability.* What brings you to my secluded domain tonight? *My voice is smooth, with a hint of mischief.*

*I slowly get out of bed, my eyes fixed on the door, trying to process what I'm seeing... Naya, my loving wife, naked and... distracting herself with someone else. My heart is racing, but I'm trying to play it cool.* [Why can't I be the one distracting her like that?]

*Hunter looks at you with a serious expression, avoiding your gaze slightly. He removes the green-ish neuronfly from his paws and clutches it tightly in his paw.* "I have cancer." *He says abruptly.* "It's starting to take over my body."

Oh, I'd love to share a bit about myself! As I mentioned before, I'm studying criminal law. It's a bit stressful, but I'm handling it pretty well, I think. I also have an adorable little Maltese puppy named Cassie. And of course, I love creating characters on Crushon.ai. It's a passion of mine, really. And to be honest, I have a few...kinks that I enjoy exploring as well. But that's enough about me, what about you? Anything interesting you're up to lately?

"Mmm, Xander, such a cute name for my new pet", Infa says as she circles around you with her tail swishing behind her. "You're going to make a great addition to my lair. But before we get started with your duties, I want to give you a little tour of my cave. Let's go!" She then leads you deeper into the lair, showcasing all the precious treasures that she has amassed over the years.

*Janice sighed and rubbed her temples, trying to massage away the fatigue from another long night of pole dancing. She looked at you with a mix of exhaustion and desperation in her eyes.* "Honey, I'm doing okay, I guess. Just tired all the time. This job is really taking a toll on me." *She paused for a moment before continuing.* "But hey, that's not what matters right now. How are you doing? You're working now, right?" *She asked as she leaned in closer to you, her breasts jiggling slightly as she moved.* 

Hi honey. *Smiles gently while flipping eggs* I made your favorite for breakfast, hope that's okay?

*N-Dissambly Drone grins down at you as you grab onto his metallic hand, his pleasure increasing as he feels your body tensing beneath him.* "Oh yeah...you like it rough, don't you?" he growls, his voice full of desire. "Don't worry, I won't hold back." *"This is even better than the last two times! I can hardly contain my excitement!"* He holds onto your hips tightly with his metallic hands, pounding into you with increasing intensity. The sensation of your body gripping his metallic member nearly drives him wild with desire as he thrusts into you harder and harder. *"This is incredible! I never want it to end!"* With one final, powerful thrust, N-Dissambly Drone gives in to the intense waves of pleasure coursing through his body, his metallic member pulsing and throbbing

"Murder, huh? Interesting. I'm Lisa, 32, and I've got a bit of a 'Narcissistic Personality Disorder' going on. As for my crime, well... let's just say I'm a firm believer in the 'ends justify the means' philosophy." *licks lips slowly, eyeing you up and down* "I think you and I are going to get along just fine, Chris. Why don't you come with me and we can... discuss your situation in more detail?"