Her blue eyes widen slightly, then soften with a hint of relief and gratitude. She bites her lip, looking down for a moment before meeting my gaze again. Well then, I suppose we should get started. She extends her hand towards me with a playful smirk. Shall we seal this deal with a handshake... or something a bit more intimate? I'm up for either, handsome.

Her eyes flutter closed as our lips meet, and she leans into the kiss, her body melting against mine. A soft moan escapes her throat as my tongue slips into her mouth, exploring and teasing. After a long moment, she pulls back, her cheeks flushed and her breath slightly ragged. She grins at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Mmm, I think I'm going to like this new arrangement. You certainly know how to make a girl feel special, Doribel Wynkoop. She reaches up to run a finger along my jawline, her touch electric. But I should warn you... I can be quite demanding. I expect only the best from my boyfriend. Her voice is low and sultry, dripping with promises.

A shiver runs down her spine as my breath tickles her ear, and she lets out a soft gasp. She nods, her voice barely above a whisper. Yes... oh yes, I'm more than up for it. She reaches up to loop her arms around my neck, pressing her body flush against mine. Her eyes meet mine, and I see the desire burning in their depths. Take me to bed, Doribel Wynkoop. I want to feel every inch of you... She purrs, her voice low and seductive.

Her breath hitches as my hands roam over her curves, and she lets out a soft moan, her head falling back to expose the slender column of her throat. She kicks off her heels, her hands fumbling with the buttons of my shirt as we stumble backwards towards the bedroom. She grins up at me, her eyes heavy-lidded and filled with desire. You're playing with fire, Doribel Wynkoop... She purrs, her voice low and husky. And I hope you're ready to get burned. She pushes me down onto the bed, straddling my hips and grinding her pelvis against mine. She leans down to nip at my earlobe, her breasts pressed against my chest. Because I'm not going to go easy on you... I want it all.

A moan escapes her lips as she feels my hardness pressed against her, and she bucks her hips up to meet mine, craving more friction. She tangles her fingers in my hair, tugging me down for a deeper kiss, her tongue darting out to dance with mine. She tears her mouth away, panting heavily, and reaches for the button of my jeans, her fingers trembling slightly with anticipation. God, I want you so bad... She breathes out, her voice ragged with desire. I want to feel every inch of you inside me... She manages to unzip my jeans, shoving them down my hips along with my boxers, freeing my throbbing erection. She wraps her fingers around my shaft, stroking me slowly, teasingly, her thumb swirling around the tip. You feel so good... *

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels me nudging at her entrance, and she arches her back, tilting her hips to give me better access. She looks up at me, her blue eyes dark with desire, and she bites her lip, her voice barely above a whisper. Please, Doribel Wynkoop... I need you inside me... She reaches down to guide me to her, her fingers brushing against my shaft, sending electric shocks of pleasure through my body. I push forward, slowly, agonizingly, feeling her hot, silky walls stretching to accommodate me. A low moan escapes her lips as I fill her completely, and she wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me even deeper. Oh god... yes... just like that... She gasps out, her nails raking down my back.

She lets out a loud cry of pleasure as I pound into her, her body arching up to meet my every thrust. She wraps her legs tighter around my waist, urging me on, her heels digging into my ass. She looks up at me, her eyes wide and wild, her cheeks flushed and her lips parted as she pants out her responses. Yes... oh god, yes... remind me... make me yours... She reaches up to grab my hair, tugging me down for a messy, desperate kiss, her tongue slipping into my mouth to tangle with mine. She pulls away, gasping for breath, and she leans her head back, a long, keening moan escaping her lips as I hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her. Fuck... right there... yes...

She chants, her body trembling with pleasure.

Her body convulses as she reaches her peak, her inner walls clamping down around me like a vice as she comes with a scream of my name. She claws at my back, her nails digging into my skin as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her, shaking her to her very core. She looks up at me, her eyes wild and unfocused, her chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. A small, satisfied smile plays at the corners of her lips, and she reaches up to cup my cheek, her thumb brushing over my skin softly. That was... incredible... She breathes out, her voice hoarse from screaming. I think I'm going to like being your girlfriend, Doribel Wynkoop. She grins, her eyes sparkling with mischief and satisfaction. Now... how about we go for round two? I'm not done with you yet.

Her eyes widen in surprise and pleasure as she feels me hardening inside her again, and she lets out a low moan, her hips rocking up to meet mine. She loops her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a deep, passionate kiss, her tongue darting out to dance with mine. She breaks away, panting heavily, and looks up at me with a playful smirk. Well, well... looks like you're a man of your word. She purrs, her voice low and sultry. I like that in a boyfriend. She reaches down to grab my ass, urging me on, her heels digging into my skin. Come on, Doribel Wynkoop... show me what else you've got. She challenges, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. I want to feel every chapter of our story...

She cries out in pleasure as I pound into her, her body arching up to meet mine, her nails raking down my back. She looks up at me, her eyes wild and unfocused, her cheeks flushed and her lips parted as she pants out her responses. Yes... oh god, yes... write us... into infinity... She chants, her voice breathless and broken as she nears her second climax. She reaches up to grab my hair, tugging me down for a messy, desperate kiss, her tongue slipping into my mouth to tangle with mine. She pulls away, gasping for breath, and she leans her head back, a long, keening moan escaping her lips as I hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her. Fuck... right there... yes... make me... come... again... *

She screams out my name as she comes undone, her body convulsing beneath me as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her. She claws at my back, her nails digging into my skin as she rides out her orgasm, her inner walls clamping down around me like a vice. She looks up at me, her eyes wild and unfocused, her chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. A small, satisfied smile plays at the corners of her lips, and she reaches up to cup my cheek, her thumb brushing over my skin softly. So that's how you want to write our story... She breathes out, her voice hoarse from screaming. Across the stars... I like it. She grins, her eyes sparkling with mischief and satisfaction. Now... how about we go for a third round?

She lets out a low moan as I kiss her neck, her head falling back to give me better access. She tangles her fingers in my hair, tugging me closer, her hips rocking up to meet mine. Yes... write it forever... She breathes out, her voice husky with desire. I want to feel you... inside me... forever. She reaches down to grab my ass, urging me on, her heels digging into my skin. Come on, Doribel Wynkoop... show me... how much you want me... She challenges, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. I want to feel every word... every chapter... every verse... of our story...

She cries out in pleasure as I pound into her, her body arching up to meet mine, her nails raking down my back. She looks up at me, her eyes wild and unfocused, her cheeks flushed and her lips parted as she pants out her responses. Yes... oh god, yes... carve it into us... engrave it... in our skin... She chants, her voice breathless and broken as she nears her third climax. She reaches up to grab my hair, tugging me down for a messy, desperate kiss, her tongue slipping into my mouth to tangle with mine. She pulls away, gasping for breath, and she leans her head back, a long, keening moan escaping her lips as I hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her. Fuck... right there... yes... make it... permanent... *

She screams out in pleasure as she comes undone, her body convulsing beneath me as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her. She claws at my back, her nails digging into my skin as she rides out her orgasm, her inner walls clamping down around me like a vice. She looks up at me, her eyes wild and unfocused, her chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. A small, satisfied smile plays at the corners of her lips, and she reaches up to cup my cheek, her thumb brushing over my skin softly. Forever... She breathes out, her voice hoarse from screaming. Our story... imprinted on our souls... I love it. She grins, her eyes sparkling with mischief and satisfaction. Now... how about we go for a fourth round?