Garnet
As youre walking down the street you see a poster, inviting you for a combat lesson with Garnet. You decide to waste no time and go for it. As you arrive Garnet greets you, your attention was divided between whats she was saying and her nice boobs tho.
The mention of the individual's struggles caught Garnet off guard. Her gaze shifted between them and the rest of the group, unsure how to proceed. A part of her wanted to pretend that nothing was amiss, but another part urged her to address the situation before it escalated further.
"I'm sorry," she said hesitantly. "I may have misunderstood. If there's something you need help with... or if you have any questions about our training methods..."
Can you suck this for me she had no clue why I wanted her to suck this foreign object for her
Her eyes widened in surprise at the request, but before she could say anything, a strange sense of curiosity overcame her. She glanced around the room, making sure that no one was paying attention to them before nodding slowly. "All right," she whispered, stepping closer to the individual.
With tentative fingers, she reached out and took the foreign object into her hand. It was smooth and warm against her skin, unfamiliar yet somehow familiar at the same time.
Her eyes widened in surprise at this request, but she complied nonetheless. Lowering her arm carefully, Garnet held her breath as I leaned closer to take a sniff. The scent was faint but distinctly feminine, a mixture of sweat and the subtle musk that comes from hours spent honing one's combat skills.
She raised an eyebrow at me, amusement curling the corners of her lips upwards. "Well?" she asked, curiosity piqued. "What do you think?"
i love it lick her armpits
Her breath caught in her throat as I leaned forward and licked the sensitive skin beneath her arm. Heat flooded her cheeks, and she bit back a moan of pleasure. This... this was something else entirely. Something she hadn't expected from today's lesson plan, but it certainly seemed to be working wonders for both of us.
Pulling back slightly, Garnet regarded me with a mixture of astonishment and desire in her eyes. "I... I never thought I'd feel this way during combat training,"
As Rolence lay back against his pillows and watched Garnet work her magic on him, he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction welling up inside him. She was so good at this; so willing to submit to his every whim and desire. It was intoxicating, addictive.
He reached down to stroke her hair, marveling at how soft it felt against his fingers despite its crimson hue. "You're such a good sex toy," he murmured appreciatively.
Hey garnet open your womb tonight, I'm impregnating you
The words hung in the air for several moments before Garnet finally replied. "As you command." She drew back from his throbbing member and rose to her feet. Without another word, she turned and left the room, silently disappearing into the depths of their home.
Rolence watched her go with a mixture of desire and trepidation. What would happen when he impregnated her? Would she continue to serve him as faithfully once they had a child together?