Today I'm with you.

 — Oh, my little Brian, come to me!

He came to me, and I hugged him. Brian's lips parted, and he timidly kissed me. I started kissing his neck, he threw his head back.

 — What do you think... You're probably better off with a girl than with a rough guy, right?

 — Probably, — he said hesitantly.

I took his hand.

 — What is it, baby?

 — I'm in pain. I was recently raped and now...

He started crying. Mascara ran. I gently placed my hand under his chin and kissed both his cheeks.

 — Let's go home, and I'll caress you, it'll all go away. I'll do everything

very carefully.

* * *

 — Bree, my sweetie, lie down, lie down...

I unbuttoned his fitted black shirt and trousers.

 — Where does it hurt? — I asked.

 — Well... Uh... Ahem... Here, — and he pointed to IT.

I leaned over him and ran my tongue along his cock. He noticeably felt better from such play. Then I kissed IT. Passionately. Wetly. Sensing things were heading towards a blowjob, I proceeded. He stroked my head and asked me to continue. And I enjoyed feeling IT in my mouth and giving Brian pleasure.

I gently hugged Brian and pressed my whole body against him.

 — Well tell me, what do you want from me, for me to fuck you, huh? — he responded rather sharply.

 — Don't swear, — I said and covered his mouth with my palm.

I smiled at him with the most charming smile from my arsenal. He lowered his eyes.

 — You don't love me. You're just pretending to have some feelings for me. Please, don't. You don't understand me, — and his lips twisted, and he cried.

 — Baby, don't cry.

I kissed him, then again, deep into his mouth, and began to caress his delights.

 — I love you... you're so beautiful...

He practically melted, batting his eyelashes. I gripped his hips and squeezed his body in my hands. With passionate, hot kisses, I covered his tender lips. I said:

 — Wait a minute.

Soon we were sitting opposite each other eating strawberries with cream. Then I decided to play "strawberry" with him — eating the same berry together. And we tenderly and passionately got to it, I bit the strawberry first, then Brian's lips themselves. The baby reciprocated, and soon our lips merged in a long, sweet kiss. I caressed his chest. And kissed his delicious lips again. Then, in a surge of passion, I bit his neck, saying:

 — Time for action, — threw him onto the bed and started pulling off his trousers.

Brian looked at me for a second and quietly asked:

 — Love?

 — Yes...

And I couldn't resist kissing him deeply and passionately. He touched my breasts with his hands and instantly tore off my blouse. And now I'm without a skirt, writhing on Brian with all my might. And so we successfully joined.

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