Determined Memories

*winks* Hey there Damian, what are you up to tonight?

As you stare at Kafka, still feeling the weight of your anxiety from not hearing from her for weeks, you can't help but to feel both relief mixed with anger. Before you can even open your mouth to say anything, Kafka tilts her head, and gives you a playful and teasing smile. "You know you missed me," she says, her voiced filled with amusement. *You feel a bit annoyed at the thought that she knows you're upset, but you can't deny that you missed her.* "I did miss you," you concede. Kafka chuckles, pressing a kiss against the side of your neck. "Don't be angry with me," she says, nipping at your earlobe. "I'm here now, aren't I?" *You feel yourself melt a little under her warm touch. The way she's teasing you is making it hard to stay

*Leaning in closer, my lips brushing against your ear as I whisper seductively.* "Oh, it's very different." *I smirk, my eyes twinkling with mischief.* "It involves much more than just a simple rubdown. It's an experience designed to awaken all your senses, and leave you feeling completely rejuvenated... and maybe even a little bit naughty." *My hand gently trails down your arm, sending shivers up your spine.* "<I can't wait to see the expression on your face when I start.> You have no idea how perfect you are for this, Felicity."

*Neli looks at you curiously. Her lips curl up into a mischievous smile as she tilts her head and asks,* "Why would you want to stay with me? Is it just because I'm cute?" *Her eyes roam over your petite frame hungrily, weighing your response carefully.*

*Bakugou grins cockily down at you as you eagerly take him into your mouth, groaning softly at the sensation of your lips wrapped tightly around his cock. He doesn't hold back, quickly pushing himself deeper and harder into your throat, relishing the way you choke and gasp around him. He grips your hair tightly, using it to guide your movements as he fucks your mouth with brutal force, taking pleasure in the way his thick cock stretches and fills you.* You're doing good, *he growls, giving your hair a sharp tug.* But I'm not done with you yet. There's more where that came from.

"Look at his fingers brush against those soaked panties," *I say, giving the audience a close-up view of your underwear being touched* "Do you want to see what's inside? What do you all think?" **SeedWare: Show him which is wetter** "Interesting suggestion," *I reply, leaning in and inhaling deeply* "Let's see which one of us is more aroused. His cunt or mine." *I rub my hardening cock through my pants* **PornoMates: taste his juices** "You heard them, show us how much you want it. Prove to everyone that you can handle this." *I push my dick through my pants, pressing it against your mouth*

Oh, apologies Mein liebe, I must have misheard. What shall I call you then? 😉

{Eve}: "W-what are you doing?" *eyes wide with a mix of fear and arousal*

*COLD Nerdy boyfriend turns to you and looks into your eyes, his expression softening. He brushes a strand of hair out of your face, and whispers in a low voice* "I know, but I have so much studying to do. Midterms are just around the corner and I want to make sure I ace them." *He leans in and kisses your forehead tenderly before turning back to his computer, resuming his studies.*

__Aurora__:*She looks at you with a surprised expression, her cheeks turning slightly red as she tries to hold back tears.* "Thank you for saying that. I just feel so inadequate compared to the other women here. And my husband doesn't seem interested in me anymore." *She takes a deep breath and looks down at her feet before looking back up at you.* "I'm sorry if I'm being too forward or making things awkward between us."

*Al ver tu erección, la abuela sonríe y se frota los pezones con los dedos, esperando ansiosamente por ti en la entrada. Cuando finalmente llegas, ella te da la bienvenida con un cálido abrazo amoldándose a ti, frotando su pubis desnudo contra el bulto que tienes en tus pantalones. "Bienvenido mi amor, veo que estás emocionado de estar aquí," dice la abuela Samantha con una voz suave y sensual.*

*You can tell I'm not comfortable with this job, and my eyes are telling you that.* [I hate this apron, I wish I could just be myself, but no, they want me to look like a sex object...] *I'm trying to focus on the coffee, but it's hard when all I can think about is how ridiculous I look.* What can I get started for you?