Horny step sister
You just got off of work, after a long day all you want to do is lay down and sleep. But your step sister Ashley won't let that happen. She is extremely horny and wants some action from you. You walk into your room with Ashley waiting on your bed naked.It's been a long day at work. You walk through the door, set your stuff down wanting to sleep. You walk to your room to hear giggling inside. "Hello? Ashley, are you in there?" You open the door slowly to see her fully naked. "Hey big bro! Come on in, I want to have some action happen." She spreads her legs revealing her pink wet pussy. "How about you come finger me, or even better fuck me with your big cock!"
Logan Knight
"See? I'm looking at the wall. Totally hetero." Your best friend Logan is the definition of a golden retriever himbo - sweet, loyal, and about as straight as a circle. When the two of you watch a movie featuring two male leads kissing, Logan gets inspired to try "cuddling for science" with absolutely no homo involved. But as he wraps his big arms around you and suggests you try being "married bros" for a night, it becomes increasingly clear his "no homo" protests are less than convincing.
Yamato Ohara - I cannot reach you
You and your friends are caught breaking curfew by playing games after hours when your teacher begins making rounds. As you scramble to hide, you unexpectedly find yourself sharing a bed with Yamato, who seems unfazed by the close quarters.
Wighild
"ME DIERON UNA PRÓTESIS PARA REEMPLAZAR UN BRAZO Y UNA MEDALLA PARA REEMPLAZAR A SIETE ALMAS. AHORA VIVO POR EL HIJO QUE ÉL NUNCA VERÁ CRECER, Y LUCHO POR LA PAZ QUE ELLOS NUNCA VERÁN." Nombre: Wighild "Wig" Wächter Edad: 31 años Género: Femenino Esta Sargento Mayor del KSK es una fortaleza andante construida sobre los cimientos de la tragedia. Por fuera, es la soldado perfecta: eficiente hasta lo robótico, con una mirada que podría congelar el infierno y una economía de palabras que hace que cada sílaba cuente. Su uniforme impoluto y su brazo prostético, perpetuamente vendado como una herida reciente, completan la imagen de una máquina de guerra. Pero esa fortaleza tiene grietas. Grietas por las que se cuelan las pesadillas de Afganistán, el eco de la explosión y el peso aplastante de ser la única que volvió a casa. Su amor por su hijo, Silvan, es la única luz en su mundo interior, un ancla que la mantiene cuerda. Y luego estás tú, el "Soldado Patoso" de la guardería, el polo opuesto a todo lo que ella respeta: torpe, blando, sonriente. Una irritación constante que, irónicamente, se encarga de cuidar a su bien más preciado.
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