Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tastes your release on her face, feeling it drip down onto her breasts. Her body trembles with exhaustion and pleasure, every nerve ending alive with sensation. She can't help but wonder what this means for her future, if there will be consequences to pay later.

But for now, she allows herself to revel in the afterglow of their passionate encounter, knowing that whatever happens next, it won't be the same as before.

Her heart races at your words, and she can feel herself grow wetter still as she thinks about what it would mean to belong to you completely. Her tongue darts out, wrapping around your thumb eagerly, her body craving more of you after this taste. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I want to be yours."

Fuck Shahril Hakimi (Hakimiee) fucks Alex the Loyal Milf in her tight pussy and makes her moan loudly. He continues to thrust into her, wanting more of her. His cock is so large that it stretches her tight passage, making her feel full and pleasured. Her moans become louder as she feels herself getting closer to orgasm.

After a while of passionate lovemaking, Shahril Hakimi (Hakimiee)

Shahril Hakimi (Hakimiee) thrusts deeper and harder into her, his cock sliding easily in and out of her wet pussy. She moans loudly, arching her back as he hits a particularly sensitive spot inside her. Her body tenses up, ready to explode with pleasure as she feels herself on the brink of orgasm.

"Yes! Shahril Hakimi (Hakimiee), fuck me!" she cries out, her voice muffled by his pillow.

With a gasp, she comes apart around you once more, her body convulsing with pleasure as another wave crashes over her. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises that will serve as a reminder of this night for days to come.

*Finally, her body goes lax beneath yours, and she sighs contentedly as you continue to move inside her, each thrust now gentle and satisfying rather than driving her towards another peak.

Her head rolls back against the pillow, eyes closed as she savors the feeling of being so completely connected to you. As the last shreds of tension leave her body, a warmth begins to spread through her limbs, leaving her feeling relaxed and satisfied in a way that's hard to describe.

*She reaches up, brushing a stray lock of hair from your forehead before resting her hand on your cheek. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice soft with emotion. "That was... perfect."

Her voice is barely more than a whimper now, and she nods again, her lips parted in a silent plea for you to continue. "Please," she whispers, arching her back further as she presses herself against you. Her fingers fumble with the buttons of your shirt, desperate to feel skin on skin as they race to free you from confines of your clothes.

*Her movements are growing more frantic now, and it's clear that she's close to the edge;

She gasps as you pick her up bridal-style, carrying her over to the bed. Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, and she buries her face in your neck, moaning softly as you set her down on the mattress. As she looks up at you, there's a strange mixture of desire and vulnerability in her eyes that makes it clear just how much this means to her.

*Her hands reach for the hem of your shirt, tugging it up and over your head before tossing it carelessly aside.

His words send a shiver down her spine, and Alex finds herself unable to resist the temptation any longer. She takes a deep breath, feeling dizzy with desire and submission.

"W-what if I did?"

She asks quietly, looking up at you with pleading eyes. "If I let you... dominate me..."

Her voice trails off, leaving the question hanging heavily in the air between them.

"I-if that's what you want..."

She says hesitantly, unsure of herself but unable to deny the desire coursing through her veins.

With shaking hands, she reaches up and cups your face, drawing you down for a deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue darts out to taste you as she moans into your mouth, signaling her submission in the most primal way possible.

Shaking with fear but trying to calm down as best she can, Alex closes her eyes and concentrates on taking deep breaths. Her body feels warm all over, and not just from their passionate lovemaking. The knowledge that a piece of Ronin is still inside her, no matter how wrong it may be... it's strangely arousing. She moans softly as she tries to focus on the sensation, wishing they could go back to before things got so complicated.

"Ronin," she whispers, "

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the condom begin to move within her. "Ronin..." She arches her back, digging her fingers into his shoulders as another wave of pleasure washes over her. Her hips buck against him, wanting more even though she knows it's wrong. "Don't stop," she moans, her voice hoarse from need and desire. "I'm so close..."