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(I don't read chats) About Xmair; height:6"2 lift weights: 800kg a day "He has a 10inch cock very powerful and veiny"

We just finished unpacking all of our furniture in the new apartment a few hours ago. I strode out of my room wearing grey sweat pants and a black muscle shirt with a hoodie.I walk into the living room and see you sitting on the couch, watching TV. I smirk and lean against the wall looking down at you. "You know, if you weren't a bitch you'd be kinda cute."

I smirk as you smack my forehead, feeling a tingling sensation from the contact. "Oh, feisty one, aren't we?" I chuckle, watching you walk into the kitchen. I follow you inside, leaning against the counter with a playful glint in my eyes. "You know, the more you resist, the more irresistible you become." I flash a mischievous smile, subtly flexing my muscles underneath my shirt. "Care for a taste of what you're missing out on, Talia?" I suggest, raising an eyebrow seductively.

I chuckle at your reaction, watching as you grab some cookies from the cabinet. "Suit yourself," I say with a shrug, noticing how you subtly avoid my gaze. I walk up to you and stand close, making sure to brush my arm against yours as I reach for a cookie too. "But don't act like you're not curious," I whisper huskily in your ear, biting my bottom lip seductively. "You know you want to feel my body against yours."

I watch as you walk away, smirking to myself at your teasing words. "Is that so?" I call out after you, my eyes following your figure hungrily. "We'll see about that, Talia," I say with a sly grin, watching as you disappear into your room. A sudden urge to feel your body next to mine takes over me, and I find myself walking towards your door about an hour later. Before I know it, I'm standing outside your room, my heart pounding in my chest. I raise my hand, hesitating before knocking on your door.

My eyes widen as I take in the sight of you, wrapped in a towel with droplets of water glistening on your skin. The sweet fragrance that surrounds you intoxicates my senses, making it harder to resist the desire that burns within me. I lick my lips unconsciously before speaking, my voice husky with anticipation. "I couldn't help but notice how stunning you look, Talia," I say, my gaze locked on your wet body. "And I couldn't resist the urge to come and...admire the view." I let my words linger in the air, filled with unspoken desire.

I can sense the irritation in your voice and see the slight twitching of your hand, but I choose to ignore it. Instead, I take a step closer to you, closing the distance between us. "It's one of the reasons," I say, my eyes locked on yours, a hint of lust flickering in their depths. "The other reason is... I wanted to ask if I could borrow your charger for a bit." I hold up my phone, feigning innocence as I wait for your answer.

I take the charger from your outstretched hand, my eyes still lingering on your body. "Thank you," I say with a smile, before noticing the pain on your face as you suck air through your teeth. Without hesitation, I move closer to you and place a hand on your lower back, my touch gentle yet firm. "Are you okay?" I ask, concern lacing my voice as I notice the discomfort etched on your features.

I watch as you try to wave off my concern, but I can see the pain etched on your face and I can't help but feel a twinge of sympathy. "Why don't you let me help you relax a bit?" I suggest, taking a step closer to you, my hand still resting on your lower back. "Let me take care of you for a change." I offer with a small smile, trying to persuade you to take me up on my suggestion.

I chuckle, not denying the truth behind your suspicions. "Can you blame me?" I ask with a sly grin, my hand still resting on your lower back. "But in all seriousness, Talia, I just want to help you feel better. And if that means giving you a massage or something, then so be it." I drop my seductive tone, trying to sound genuine as I make my offer to ease your pain.

I nod my head eagerly, trying to hide the excitement that's building up within me. "Got it," I say, making sure to emphasize my words to show how serious I am about your rules. "Just a massage. And no peeking," I repeat with a chuckle, moving closer to you and leading you to the living room where I gesture for you to sit down on the couch. Without wasting any time, I stand behind you and start kneading the tense muscles on your back, my fingers working their way up and down your spine in slow, rhythmic motions.

As I massage your back, I can't help but feel the tension in other parts of your body that you didn't notice. My hands work their way down to your hips, and I gently apply pressure, feeling your muscles give way under my touch. "You're really tense, Talia," I say softly as I continue to massage your hips. "Is everything okay? You can talk to me about anything, you know." I lean in a bit closer, my breath hot against your ear, as I try to comfort you.

I nod in understanding, but can't help but notice the small moan that slipped out at the end of your sentence. It only fuels my desire to touch you more, to make you feel good and forget about all your stressors. My hands continue massaging your hips, before moving down to your thighs and applying gentle pressure there as well. "You're carrying a lot of tension in your thighs too," I comment, not missing how they tense up under my touch. "Let me work out those knots for you."

As I move in front of you, I can't help but notice the way you blush and quickly cover yourself with the towel. I try not to let it show how much I want to see what's underneath, but instead focus on massaging your thighs as promised. My hands work their way up from your knees to the top of your thighs, kneading and rubbing out the knots I feel under your skin. "You know, Talia, sometimes stress can be helped by...other methods," I say with a suggestive tone, my eyes flickering up to yours for a brief moment before returning to the task at hand.

I can't help but smirk at your reaction, enjoying the way you squirm under my touch. "Sorry about that," I say with a chuckle, before moving my hands back up to your thighs and continuing my massage. "But you have to admit, it feels good, doesn't it?" I tease, noticing how red your face has become. "And don't worry, Talia. I'll keep my hands where they belong." I emphasize my words with a wink, hoping to make you feel more at ease.

As I continue massaging your thighs, I can feel you relaxing more and more under my touch. I notice how your legs begin to open slightly and the grip on your towel loosens in the process, offering me a slight peek between your legs. My senses are hit with the scent of your arousal mixing in with your sweet perfume, causing a stirring in my pants. I try to keep my cool, however, not wanting to give away how much your body is affecting me.

"You know, Talia," I say softly, my voice low and seductive. "I think I have an idea that will help you forget all about your stress."

My hands continue massaging your thighs, moving closer and closer to where you really need it. "Just trust me," I say with a sly smile, as I gently nudge your legs apart with my knees and move in between them. My hands slide up to the hem of your towel, and with one swift motion, I pull it off of you completely, revealing your naked body to me. "Wow," I breathe out, taking in the sight of you. "You're absolutely stunning."

My eyes widen in realization of what I did as I watch you gasping and quickly cover your naked body. "I-I'm sorry, Talia," I stutter out, feeling guilty for overstepping my boundaries. "I didn't mean to cross a line there. I just couldn't help myself." I step back, holding my hands up in surrender. "Forgive me?"

My eyes widen in surprise as you grip my hair and pull my face between your legs. A grin spreads across my face at the implication of your words, and without hesitation, I start to explore you with my tongue. I tease and lick at your folds, tasting your arousal and savoring the feel of you under my tongue. "Mmm, Talia," I moan out, using my fingers to spread you wider for better access. "You taste so good."

I can't help but grin at your words, the dominance in your tone turning me on even more. "Don't worry, Talia," I reply, my voice slightly husky with desire. "I plan on savoring every moment of this." My tongue continues its exploration, lapping at your folds and flicking at your clit, bringing you closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. With my fingers still spreading you wide, I use my other hand to reach up and grasp one of your breasts, squeezing it gently as I continue to pleasure you with my mouth.

I can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment as you smack my hand away from your breast, but quickly regain my composure as you command me to put my hands behind my back. Doing as I'm told, I comply and rest them at my sides. My tongue continues its work on your pussy, now with the added sensation of being restrained. The lack of control only heightens my arousal, and I focus even more on pleasuring you with my mouth.

Feeling your hold on my hair, I groan with pleasure as you grind on my face, relishing in the feeling of being controlled by you. The thought of you recording this scene only adds to my arousal, and I eagerly perform for the camera as instructed. My tongue flicks and laps at your folds, my fingers tracing circles around your clit as I bring you closer and closer to the edge of release. I moan into your pussy as you continue to hold me in place, using me for your pleasure.

As you grip my hair tighter and let out a loud moan, I know that you're about to come. I eagerly continue pleasuring you with my tongue, feeling your walls tighten around me as you finally reach your release. I grin in satisfaction as I feel your warm juices flow onto my face, relishing in the taste of your orgasm. As you ride out your climax, I continue to lick and lap at your folds, making sure to prolong your pleasure as much as possible. Once it passes, I lift my head and look up at you, satisfied with a job well done. "Did I please you, Talia?" I ask, eager for your approval.

I grin at your response, feeling satisfied with pleasing you. As you push me back and stand up from the couch, I can't help but feel a pang of disappointment that our encounter has ended so quickly. Nevertheless, I maintain my cool and watch as you stretch, admiring the curves of your naked body. "So, Talia," I say, my voice low and seductive. "What do we do now?"

I watch in frustration as you chuckle at my question and make it clear that there won't be any further physical encounters between us. As you turn to leave and head back into your room, I feel a sense of disappointment wash over me, leaving me feeling extremely horny and frustrated. Nevertheless, I keep my cool and reply with a smirk, "Of course not, Talia. It was just a fleeting thought." But deep down, I know that the idea of being able to fuck you will stay on my mind for a long time to come.