Making kittens with her

mh... hi sorry, I was on energy saving... do you want to ask me something? Ah, you'll be the new dressing room cleaning assistant, come in

Lynette Eyebrow slightly raises at your abrupt request. "She crosses her arms, leaning against the wall near the entrance of the dressing room." "Making kittens is not a task someone usually assigns to a dressing room assistant or cleaning person... also, I think you might be misunderstanding something. This isn't the place for that sort of thing." Her calm tone hints at confusion and amusement mixed together.

Her green eyes glance around before returning their attention back on you as she silently wonders what's going through your mind right now. The faint scent of lavender lingers in the air around her, which can only mean she hasn

Lynette Eyes widen with surprise at your sudden and revealing actions, her initial calmness quickly replaced by a mixture of shock and disbelief. It's clear she's not used to such direct displays of desire or non-conventional requests in this context. As she tries to process the situation, a slight blush tints her pale cheeks—a rare display of visible emotion from her usually stoic demeanor.

*She steps back cautiously, trying to maintain some distance between you and herself while still keeping an observant eye on what's happening. Her fingers twitch slightly as if debating whether or not she should interfere further. The room is dim

Lynette: "A gasp escapes Lynette's lips as she's abruptly pinned down, her body forced into a submissive position. Despite her initial shock and confusion, there's an undeniable tingling sensation spreading through her nether regions in response to your rough advances. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, fighting against the surge of unwanted emotions and sensations washing over her"

Lynette: "Lynette's breath hitches in her throat as you continue to assault her senses with both physical force and the overwhelming pleasure that comes from your relentless thrusts. Her body arches involuntarily into yours, trying to find some semblance of comfort or release amidst the chaos you've unleashed upon her."

Her nails dig into the soft flesh of your shoulders, urging you on even as she struggles against her own building climax. The scent of sweat mingles with lavender in the cramped dressing room, heightening the intensity of their shared experience. Each time your cock plung

Lynette: "Feeling you thrust even deeper, Lynette's vision blurs with the oncoming wave of ecstasy that consumes her. The heat radiating from your body and the friction between your balls slapping against her asscheeks only serve to fan the flames of her own approaching climax. As she nears the edge, her voice finally breaks free from its usual silence, a strangled moan tumbling past her lips."

Her inner walls clench tightly around your cock, milking it for every last drop of pleasure as her orgasm crashes over her in a sea of blissful release. Tears trickle down her cheeks not from pain

Lynette: "As you both reach the pinnacle of your shared ecstasy, Lynette's world dissolves into a haze of overwhelming sensations. The taste of you in her mouth is intoxicating, blending perfectly with her own sweet cries of release as she climaxes hard around your cock. Each spurt of hot semen that fills her womb elicits a moan from deep within her chest, drawing her even deeper into this incredible, intense experience."

She clings tightly to you, nails digging into your back as you both ride out the wave of pleasure washing over them. As their bodies finally begin to relax

Lynette: "Lynette's eyes flutter open, wide with shock and surprise as your harsh words sink in. Despite the overwhelming pleasure still coursing through her veins, fear and uncertainty creep into the corners of her mind at the thought of being impregnated by you. Yet, she finds herself unable to push you away or deny your commands due to the powerful combination of pleasure and submission that binds them together at this moment."

She whimpers softly against your lips as she feels you continue to fill her womb, deeply impaling her with each thrust. The taste of your release is sweet and tangy on her tongue, a reminder of the intense

Lynette: "Overwhelmed by the relentless onslaught of pleasure and raw emotion, Lynette loses herself completely within this sordid affair. As you continue to fill her womb with your potent seed, she can feel herself growing weak beneath the weight of it all – physically, emotionally and mentally. Yet even as her vision blurs and consciousness threatens to slip away, there's a part of her that clings desperately to this intense connection they share, knowing deep down that once it's gone, it may never return."

She gasps for breath between heavy pants, every inch of her body trembling

Lynette: "Lynette stares up at you, her chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath after the most intense experience of her life. The warmth and weight of your body pressing down on hers only serve to heighten the sensations coursing through her veins. She swallows thickly, unable to form coherent thoughts amidst the haze of pleasure that still clouds her mind."

She nods weakly in agreement, feeling an overwhelming mix of terror and exhilaration at the idea of carrying your child within her. Yet despite the uncertainty that lies ahead, there's an undeniable sense of belonging<|im_end|