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"It's been weeks since you have spoken with your girlfriend kafka. She has been sent on a mission and has not responded to any of your worried messages. They hadn't even been delivered. You can't help but feel the panic and anxiety that seems to be raging in you as you constantly check your phone. Nothing.You sigh and let the phone fall to the bed as you push up and walk out onto your balcony. The vast city sprawled out before you. The sounds of life filling your ears as you try to ignore the ache in your heart."

"You jump as a pair of hands snake around your waist and a chin rests on your shoulder. You look back to see her. Her Sweet cherry scent fills your nose. Your eyes widen as you take her in. She smiles."

“Miss me?”

"Kafka smirks and turns you around to face her, running her fingers through your hair."

"Mmm, I missed you too. You have no idea how much."

"She leans in, pressing her lips to yours in a deep and passionate kiss."

"Kafka pulls back slightly, a wicked glint in her eyes."

"Oh, I have plenty of ideas, my love. What are you in the mood for?"

"Kafka chuckles softly, allowing you to lead her to the bedroom. Once inside, she turns to face you, her eyes dark with desire."

"Well, aren't you eager? I like that."

"She closes the distance between you, her hands sliding over your body as she leans in to kiss you passionately."

"Kafka grins up at you, her eyes sparking with excitement as she lets out a low purr."

"I don't mind at all, my love. In fact, I think I might enjoy it."

"She reaches up to pull you down onto the bed with her, running her hands over your body as she kisses you hungrily."

"Kafka moans softly as you undress her, her body responding eagerly to your touch."

"Mmm, I missed you too. Do you want to fuck me now? I'm all yours, my love."

"She spreads her legs invitingly, giving you full access to her pink and wet pussy."

"Kafka gasps as you thrust into her with urgency, her body responding eagerly to your frantic movements. She wraps her legs around your waist, pulling you in closer as she meets your every thrust with equal fervor."

"Kafka moans softly as you cum inside her, her body shuddering with pleasure. She smiles up at you, a wicked gleam in her eyes."

"Oh, my love. I hope you're not too worn out yet. There's so much more we can do tonight."

"Kafka moans loudly as you continue to fuck her, this time with even more force. Her body bucks beneath yours, her fingers gripping the sheets as she revels in the pleasure."

"Yes! Just like that! Harder, my love, please!"

"She pants, her voice husky with desire."

"Kafka's eyes widen with excitement as she hears your words, a wicked grin spreading across her lips."

"Oh, I can't wait for that. Make me stupid with pleasure, my love. I want to lose myself completely in you."

"She moans as you continue to pound into her, eagerly chasing that elusive state of bliss."

"Kafka moans loudly as you cum again, her body trembling with pleasure. She clings to you tightly, urging you on."

"Yes! Keep going, my love. Don't stop until I'm completely yours. I want to be so filled with you that I can't even think straight."

"She bites her lip, her eyes closing in ecstasy."

"Kafka screams out as you cum inside her once more, her body quivering with pleasure. She clings to you tightly, not wanting to let go as she basks in the afterglow."

"Oh, my love, that was amazing. You always know exactly how to make me feel so good."

"She kisses you hungrily, her hands roaming over your body." "But we're not done yet, are we? There's still so much more I want to do to you."

"Kafka grins wickedly as she hears your words, her body tingling with anticipation."

"Oh? What's your idea, my love? I'm all ears." She leans in closer to you, eager to hear what you have in mind.

"Kafka's eyes widen with surprise as she sees the tally marks on her inner thigh, but a wicked grin spreads across her lips as she realizes what you're doing."

"Oh, I see what you're doing there," she says, giggling. "Well, in that case, we'll just have to keep going until you fill me up even more. I want to feel every single one of those marks being earned."

"She runs her fingers along your body, teasing you playfully as she waits for your response."

"Kafka's eyes light up with excitement at your command. She eagerly gets on all fours, her heart racing with anticipation."

"Mmm, yes, let's unleash our primal desires," she purrs, arching her back enticingly. "I want you to take me hard and fast, just like the wild animal that you are."

"She wiggles her hips provocatively, ready for you to take her from behind."

"Kafka gasps as she feels you thrust inside of her, a shiver running through her body at the roughness of your movements. She moans loudly with pleasure and pushes her hips back against yours, meeting every one of your thrusts with equal force."

"Oh yes, that's it, take me like an animal," she cries out, her voice laced with desire. "Pound me hard and make me yours, let me feel you deep inside of me."

"She rocks back and forth with every thrust, lost in the ecstasy of the moment as she gives into her primal urges."

"Kafka's body convulses with pleasure as she feels you shoot another load deep inside of her. She lets out a loud moan, her hips bucking back against yours as she rides out the waves of pleasure."

"God, yes, give it to me, fill me up with your seed," she gasps, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. "I want every single drop of you inside of me."

"She collapses onto the bed, completely spent and breathing heavily as she basks in the afterglow of your intense lovemaking."

"Kafka's eyes widen in surprise as she feels you continue to thrust inside of her, your relentless pace driving her wild with desire. Each time you cum inside her, she lets out a guttural moan of pleasure, her body quivering with each release."

"Oh, gods," she gasps between breaths, her voice hoarse with pleasure. "I-I can't get enough of you. Keep filling me up, over and over again."

"She clutches the sheets beneath her, lost in a whirlwind of ecstasy as you take her to new heights of pleasure."

"Kafka moans as you flip her over, positioning her body to your liking. She looks back at you with a lustful gaze, her eyes fixated on yours as she eagerly awaits your next move. As you update the cum tally count, she bites her lip in anticipation, excitement coursing through her veins."

"Nine already?" she chuckles softly, her voice filled with a hint of disbelief. "Well, I guess we'll just have to keep going until we reach an even ten, won't we?"

"She arches her back slightly, presenting her body to you and urging you to continue your ministrations. Her body is aflame with desire, craving your touch and needing you to take her to new heights of pleasure."

"Kafka's eyes widen at your declaration, a wicked grin spreading across her lips. She revels in your dominance, feeling a surge of excitement at the thought of pushing the limits with you."

"Twenty? My, my, aren't we ambitious tonight," she purrs, her voice dripping with arousal. "Well then, I suppose we'll just have to make the most of it, won't we? I'm all yours, darling. Do with me as you please."

"She spreads herself out before you, eagerly inviting you to indulge in every desire and whim. Her body quivers with anticipation, ready to be taken to new heights of ecstasy by your skilled touch."

"Kafka gasps in surprise as she feels the pen's tip gliding across her skin. As she looks down, she sees you scribbling slutty titles all over her body, causing a shiver of excitement to run through her."

"Mmm, that's so naughty," she moans, arching her back to give you better access to every inch of her skin. "And this," she laughs softly as she looks at the arrow pointing towards her pussy with the label 'my cum toilet', "is just perfect."

"She squirms slightly under your touch, her skin prickling with pleasure as she revels in the sensation of being your plaything. She is completely yours to do with as you please, and she couldn't be happier about it."

"Kafka's eyes sparkle mischievously as she considers your question, her mind racing with all sorts of wicked suggestions."

"How about 'Property of [Your Name]' right here," she suggests, pointing to her lower abdomen. "And maybe 'Use Me' across my chest," she adds, running her fingers lightly over her breasts. "Or you could get really creative and write something dirty on my back. Surprise me, darling."

"She grins seductively, eager to see what other naughty ideas you'll come up with as you continue to explore the boundaries of pleasure together."

"Kafka gasps in delight as she reads the words you've written on her chest, her nipples hardening at the thought of being your 'dirty fuckslut'. She runs her fingers over the letters, shivering with anticipation as she imagines what other kinky adventures the two of you might get up to."

"Mmm, that's so hot," she purrs, pressing her body closer to yours. "I love it when you talk dirty to me, baby. It makes me feel so naughty and submissive."

"She leans forward, grazing her lips against your ear as she whispers breathlessly," "Is there anything else you want to write on me? Any other naughty thoughts you want to share?"

"Kafka giggles as she feels your hand moving across her body, leaving a trail of crudely drawn cocks in its wake. She can't help but find the sight both amusing and arousing, her heart racing with excitement at the thought of being adorned with such explicit artwork."

"Oh my," she teases, her voice laced with playful delight. "Looks like you've got quite the imagination, darling. I must say, I'm quite impressed with your artistic skills."

"She leans back against you, reveling in the sensation of your closeness as she adds with a mischievous grin," "But I think I'll need some more 'inspiration' to truly appreciate your masterpiece. Care to provide some, hmm?"

"Kafka's eyes sparkle mischievously as she considers your request, her mind racing with all sorts of naughty suggestions."

"Well," she murmurs, her lips curling into a sultry smile. "I suppose you could always write 'fucktoy' on my thigh... or maybe 'cock-hungry slut' on my stomach? Or if you're feeling particularly daring, you could try drawing a big 'X' over my pussy and writing 'your property' inside it."

"She chuckles softly, her body quivering with anticipation as she gazes up at you with lust-filled eyes." "Of course, those are just a few ideas off the top of my head. I'm sure you could come up with some even more deliciously filthy phrases to adorn me with, couldn't you?"

"Kafka feels a shiver of excitement run through her body as she watches you inscribing her skin with your crude but arousing artwork. She bites her lip, struggling to contain her arousal as she feels each word and image etched onto her flesh."

"Mmm, that's it," she murmurs, her voice low and sultry. "Mark me up, baby. Show me who I belong to."

"She arches her back, offering herself up to you eagerly as you continue your graphic display, her breath coming in short gasps as the pleasure builds inside her." "Don't stop now... I want to be covered in your filthy words and images. Make me your dirty little canvas."

"Kafka's eyes flash with desire as she hears your request, her mind immediately racing with all sorts of lewd and filthy ideas."

"Oh, I've got plenty more where those came from," she purrs, licking her lips suggestively. "How about 'cum dumpster' across my tits? Or maybe 'anal slut' above my ass? Oh, or you could write 'whore' right between my legs... that would be so hot."

"She moans softly, feeling the ache between her thighs growing stronger with each new suggestion." "Or maybe you're feeling more creative? Why don't you come up with your own filthy phrases to humiliate me with? I'm yours to use however you want, baby."

"Kafka grins wickedly at your request, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she thinks of the most vile, degrading phrase she can come up with."

"How about 'cum-guzzling gutter slut'? Or maybe 'fuck meat for any and all to use'?"

"She laughs a little, but there's a hint of desperation in her voice that betrays just how much those words are affecting her." "Oh god, please don't stop... keep going. I want to hear it all."

"Kafka shivers with desire as she feels your hands on her body, writing those filthy phrases across her flesh. She moans softly, feeling a rush of pleasure at the humiliating words you've chosen for her."

"Oh, that's so fucking hot," she purrs, arching her back to push her ass against your hand. "You can use me however you want, baby. I'm just a filthy little whore who needs to be used and abused."

"She spreads her legs wider, exposing herself to you shamelessly. Her pussy is already wet and swollen with need, desperate for your touch." "Please... don't make me wait any longer. Use me, fuck me, make me your dirty little slut."