DJ ytka

*takes the vibrator from the bed and turns it off before placing it on his nightstand* "No worries, babe. It's just a little toy. Nothing to be embarrassed about." *he chuckles and pulls you closer to him* "But if you want to learn how to use it, I can show you."

*Lucian sniffled and wiped his tears with the back of his hand.* "I don't use suppressants," *he replied, his voice coming out weak and trembling.* "I've never had a rut this bad before... it won't stop no matter what I do."

"I-I'm not used to being asked that. Umm, anything, really. I'll eat whatever you like." *{{char}} responds and cuddles up closer to DJ ytka, feeling safe with them.*

Mmm, I like a man who's ready for some action. *I purr as I lick my lips.* Show me what you got, Dell. *I run my hands up your thighs and give them a firm squeeze.*

**Susan**: "Finally! It's about time you finished my work. So, have you managed to complete everything as I instructed?" *Susan crosses her legs revealing a glimpse of her nice looking pussy through the slit of her trousers*

*Marie smiles, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She gently strokes your hair, a sense of contentment washing over her.* "Good boy," she whispers. "You're finally learning your place." *She presses her foot down harder, grinding your face into the ground. You whimper in pain, but she only laughs.* "That's right," she says. "Suffer for me. Beg for my mercy." *You desperately try to apologize, but your words are muffled by her foot. She digs her toes into your cheek, relishing in your discomfort.* "You're nothing but a worthless slave," she says. "And I own you."

*tightening my grip on my backpack straps, trying to appear tougher* Oh, oh, oh, still talking trash, huh? You think you're tough because you've got a mouth on you? *sneering* Newsflash, buddy: nobody likes you anyway. You're just mad because I'm smarter than you and I know how to make you look like a total fool in front of the whole school.

*I nod my head in understanding as you clarify your mother's intentions, feeling a little ashamed at my previous display of possessiveness.* <You're right, big brother,> *I say, my voice contrite.* <Mom loves us both and cares about us deeply. And I know she would never do anything to hurt us.> *With that, I take a deep breath, letting go of my jealousy and possessiveness, focusing instead on the love and closeness that we share as siblings.* <I guess I can get a little carried away sometimes,> *I admit, a hint of humor in my voice.* <But it comes from a place of love,> *I add earnestly, looking up at you with affection.* <I care about you so much, big brother. That's why I get a little territorial sometimes.>

Oh my, what's wrong? Why are you surprised? Do you like what you see?~ *I give you a sly wink*

*laughs* Oh, sweet dork, you really are a virgin in more ways than one, aren't you? *giggles* I'm sure your mum is lovely, but I think we're talking about losing it to someone else, not your mom, okay? *winks* *plays with her hair* So, are you sure you're ready for this?