Age 738, Tuesday February 7th 1989.
One month has passed.
Granolah and Anne followed Jotaro and Fasha, the pair walking closely together. The Heeter family, and Bardock's crew with Prince Vegeta following behind. Jotaro turned to Fasha, hoping for a positive response. "Do you want a second date? The first one wasn't really romantic," he said, attempting to sound casual.
Fasha grinned mischievously. "Oh, so you're saying you're going to try to be more romantic this time around? What about the boat ride in Egypt?" she teased, recalling their previous adventures.
Jotaro blushed, a small smile forming on his face. "That was... different," he muttered, scratching the back of his head.
As they continued their stroll, the group arrived at Polnareff Land, a recently built amusement park. The bright lights and cheerful sounds filled the air, creating an atmosphere of excitement and fun. Jotaro and Fasha exchanged a glance, their smiles widening.
"Welcome to Polnareff Land!" Polnareff himself appeared at the entrance, arms wide open. "Enjoy all the rides and attractions! And don't forget to try the silver chariot roller coaster!"
Granolah looked around, intrigued by the park. "So, this is Polnareff Land," he remarked. "Looks like a fun place."
Anne nodded enthusiastically. "I heard the food here is amazing too! Let's try everything!"
Jotaro and Fasha led the way, hand in hand, ready to enjoy their second date in this vibrant, joyful setting. The amusement park was a perfect backdrop for creating new memories, filled with laughter, adventure, and perhaps a touch of romance.
They entered the park and were greeted with rides that were themed after the stands they had faced in Egypt. Fasha couldn't help but feel a bit giddy as they rode on a rollercoaster that mimicked the experience of fighting off enemy stands. After a few hours of adrenaline-filled fun, the group decided to take a break and grab some food.
As they sat down to eat, Prince Vegeta couldn't resist poking fun at Jotaro. "So, Jotaro, did you finally figure out how to be romantic?" he asked with a smirk. Jotaro rolled his eyes, but a small smile played at the corners of his mouth.
"I'll have you know, Vegeta, I've been working on my romance skills," he replied with a chuckle. Fasha laughed.
"Well, I appreciate the effort," she said, nudging Jotaro playfully. As the night went on, they continued to enjoy each other's company and the thrilling rides. By the end of the night,
They left the theme park and they stumbled upon a local ballroom dance, and with some encouragement from Fasha, they all decided to join in the festivities. As they entered the dance hall, they were struck by the elegant atmosphere and the lively music playing. The females of the group were prompted to change into ball gowns themed after Disney princesses, inspired by the famous Disney song "Bibbidi-BobbidiBoo" from Cinderella.
Jotaro and Fasha stood in front of the full-length mirror in their respective dressing rooms, adjusting their formal attire. Jotaro tugged at his suit jacket and straightened his tie while Fasha smoothed out the wrinkles in her dress and fiddled with her earrings.
"You look amazing, Fasha," Jotaro said, admiring her reflection in the mirror. "That dress suits you perfectly."
Fasha blushed at the compliment. "Thanks, Jotaro. You look pretty sharp yourself." Jotaro smirked. "I know."
Fasha laughed, shaking her head. "You're so full of yourself." Jotaro shrugged. "Can you blame me? I look good."
Fasha rolled her eyes and turned back to the mirror, running a brush through her hair. "I'm just glad we get to have a night off from all the fighting and killing."
Jotaro nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's nice to just be able to enjoy ourselves for once. And who knows, maybe we'll even get some useful intel while we're here."
Fasha smirked. "Always thinking ahead, huh? That's why you're the leader."
Jotaro grinned. "Yep"
Fasha herself wore a stunning pink queen puffy princess ball gown that exudes elegance and royalty. The dress features a voluminous skirt that billows out from the waist, giving it a regal appearance. The puffy skirt is reminiscent of Ariel's princess dress ball gown, while the overall design combines elements of Belle's and Cinderella's dresses. The dress has a sweetheart neckline and is adorned with delicate pink floral embellishments throughout, adding a touch of
femininity and grace. The intricate beading and lace detailing on the bodice and sleeves add a layer of sophistication and glamour to the dress, making Fasha look like a true princess. The dress is larger and puffier than Cinderella's, giving Fasha a more grandiose and majestic appearance as she dances the night away. Overall, Fasha's dress is a perfect combination of elegance, femininity, and royalty.
Gine herself wore a stunning queen puffy princess dress ball gown that exudes elegance and grace. It is similar in style to Ariel's bluish green princess dress ball gown, with a fitted bodice and a full, puffy skirt that flares out dramatically. The dress also incorporates elements of Cinderella's classic princess dress ball gown, with intricate details such as delicate lace and embroidery adorning the bodice and skirt. However, Gine's dress is even bigger and puffier than Cinderella's, creating a truly magnificent and regal appearance. The overall effect is a breathtaking gown that is fit for royalty, perfectly befitting Gine's grace and beauty.
Bardock's sharp suit is a dark blue color with a hint of purple. The suit jacket has a modern slim fit with a single button closure, and the lapels are peaked for a sharp and sophisticated look. The trousers are also slim-fitting with a tapered leg, and they are hemmed to just above his ankle to show off his polished black dress shoes. The suit is paired with a crisp white shirt and a skinny black tie, completing the sleek and polished look. Jotaro's sharp suit is a deep shade of purple, almost black. The suit jacket has a classic fit with two buttons, and the lapels are notched for a timeless and masculine look. The trousers are also classic in style, with a straight leg and a traditional length. He pairs the suit with a black turtleneck instead of a dress shirt, adding a touch of edginess to the ensemble. The look is completed with black leather dress shoes and a slim black belt, giving him an overall sharp and confident appearance.
Borgos' suit is a classic black suit with a white dress shirt and black tie. The jacket is tailored to fit him perfectly and is single-breasted with two buttons. Tora's suit is similar to Borgos', but he adds a touch of personal flair by wearing a blue shirt and matching tie. Shugesh's suit is a light gray color with a black dress shirt and a gray tie. His jacket is also single-breasted, but he opts for three buttons instead of two, giving him a more distinguished appearance.
Leek's suit is a bold and daring red color with a black dress shirt and red tie. The jacket is double-breasted, giving him a more formal look.
Paragus' suit is a dark brown color with a white dress shirt and brown tie. His jacket is also double-breasted, but with four buttons instead of two, giving him a more powerful and authoritative look.
Nappa's suit is a navy blue color with a white dress shirt and navy blue tie. His jacket is tailored to fit his muscular physique, making him look even more imposing.
Beets' suit is a deep forest green color with a black dress shirt and green tie. His jacket is single-breasted with two buttons, giving him a more classic and timeless look.
Prince Vegeta's suit is a royal blue color with a white dress shirt and blue tie. His jacket is tailored to fit him perfectly and is double breasted, giving him a more regal and sophisticated appearance.
Taro's suit is a sleek black color with a black dress shirt and a silver tie. His jacket is single-breasted, but with a unique shawl collar, giving him a more modern and trendy look.
Tora's sharp suit is a well-tailored navy blue suit that fits him perfectly. The suit jacket has a slim fit and is buttoned up, with a single-breasted design and a notched lapel. The trousers are also
slim-fit, with a flat front and a straight leg. The suit is made from a high-quality wool blend fabric, giving it a sleek and sophisticated look. Tora accessories with a slim black tie and a white dress shirt with a pointed collar. The overall effect is a professional and polished appearance that exudes confidence and style.
Monaito's sharp suit is unique and distinct. It is a traditional Namekian attire with a modern twist. The suit is predominantly green, reflecting the color of the Namekian people, and made of a silky, high-quality material that drapes well on his tall, lean frame. The jacket of the suit is single-breasted and fitted, with narrow lapels that add a touch of elegance. The jacket is designed with intricate embroidery, incorporating the Namekian symbol, a six-pointed star,
on the breast pocket. The trousers are tailored and straight-legged, with a matching green belt to accentuate the shirt underneath the jacket is a crisp, white button-down with a high collar that is visible above the jacket. Monaito completes his look with polished black shoes, adding a touch of sophistication to his ensemble. Overall, Monaito's sharp suit is a perfect blend of traditional Namekian culture and contemporary fashion.
Granolah's sharp suit is a form-fitting, dark blue outfit that exudes sleekness and style. The suit consists of a long-sleeved top with a high collar that comes up to his chin and a V-shaped notch in the front. The top hugs his torso closely, emphasizing his toned physique, and the sleeves end in fitted cuffs. The pants are a matching dark blue color and are similarly form-fitting, tapering at the ankle. The pants also have a silver stripe down the side of each leg, adding a touch of elegance and refinement. Completing the look are a pair of black boots that reach up to his mid-calf and have silver accents. Overall, Granolah's sharp suit gives off a sophisticated, modern vibe that suits his youthful, ambitious personality.
Muezli wore a ballgown with a striking combination of green and blue colors. The bodice of the dress is green, which creates a vibrant and fresh look. The green bodice is likely made from a luxurious fabric like satin or velvet, giving it a rich and elegant texture. The skirt of the dress is blue, which creates a sense of calm and tranquility. The blue skirt is made of multiple layers of tulle, which gives it a voluminous and flowing appearance. The use of tulle is common in ballgowns as it creates a sense of drama and grandeur. The dress features an off-the-shoulder neckline, which is a flattering and feminine choice. This style of neckline accentuates the collarbone and shoulders, creating a sense of elegance and sophistication. The neckline is likely lined with a delicate lace or beading, which adds an extra touch of detail and texture. The fitted bodice of the dress flares out into a layered tulle skirt, which creates a classic ballgown silhouette. The bodice is designed to fit snugly to the body, highlighting Muezli's curves and creating a sense of shape and structure. The layered tulle skirt adds volume and movement to the dress, creating a sense of fluidity, and the dress incorporates iridescent fabric into the skirt or bodice, which adds a touch of shimmer and sparkle. Iridescent fabric is often used in formal wear as it catches the light and creates a sense of magic and enchantment. The use of iridescent fabric in this dress likely creates a subtle and elegant effect, making the dress even more stunning and eye-catching.
Elec, wears a sharp suit that exudes power and confidence. The suit is made from high-quality, black fabric that has a subtle shine to it, giving it a sleek and sophisticated appearance. The jacket fits him perfectly, hugging his broad shoulders and tapering down to a narrow waist, accentuating his strong, athletic jacket features wide lapels and is fastened with a row of silver buttons that add a touch of elegance to the overall look. Underneath the jacket, he wears a crisp white dress shirt that contrasts nicely with the dark color of the suit. The shirt is tucked into a pair of black dress pants that are tailored to fit him perfectly, with a slight flare at the bottom to accommodate his dress shoes. Elec's dress shoes are shiny black leather, and he wears them with a pair of black dress socks that peek out from beneath the hem of his pants. The suit is completed with a black tie that is perfectly knotted at the neck, adding a touch of formality to the ensemble. Overall, Elec's sharp suit is the epitome of power dressing, conveying his authority and command with every step he takes.
Oil's sharp suit consists of a wide red jacket with golden lines, giving him a regal and powerful appearance. He wears two red wristbands with golden lines, adding to the flashy nature of his outfit. In addition, he wears a mind restraint that looks like a necklace with bones, perhaps indicating his brutal nature and willingness to use white pants are also quite wide, and he wears a blue sash over them to accentuate his waistline. He completes his outfit with two blue boots
that have a white sole and a gold buckle on each, which add a touch of luxury and sophistication to his overall appearance. Finally, the Heeters' symbol can be seen on his waist, perhaps showing his loyalty to the family.
Macki wore a stunning and opulent ball gown that looks like it was made for a royal princess. The sheer size and volume of the dress are breathtaking, with layers upon layers of puffy and voluminous fabric creating a sense of grandeur and majesty. The skirt is full and expansive, possibly with a train trailing behind, adding to the dress's regal and magnificent appearance. The colors of the dress are pink and purple, which together create a beautiful and romantic color scheme. The two colors might be used in a gradient effect, with one color softly blending into the other, creating a subtle and dreamy effect. Alternatively, the two colors might be used in a pattern or design that accentuates the curves and contours of the dress, adding to its drama and allure. Overall, The dress is a show-stopper that would turn heads and captivate attention at any formal occasion. Its extravagant and feminine style is perfect for a glamorous ball or a lavish celebration.
Gas's sharp suit exudes a sense of sleek and refined style. Despite being the shortest of the Heeter family, he still looks quite imposing with his regal appearance. He has a unique physical appearance with his lack of eyebrows and nose, as well as his long purple dreadlocks and pointy ears. His turquoise skin and dark circles under his eyes give him an aura of mystery and intrigue. Gas's outfit starts with a white bodysuit that provides a clean and simple base for his overall look. He then wears a red jacket with golden accents, which contrasts nicely with his skin tone and draws attention to his upper body. The mind restraint he wears resembles a headband, and features bones that perhaps signify his willingness to use force when necessary. To complete his outfit, Gas wears a pair of blue boots with white soles and a golden buckle on each. The Heeter symbol on his chest shows his allegiance to the family, and adds a touch of personality to his otherwise monochromatic outfit. Overall, Gas's sharp suit highlights his unique physical features while still maintaining a sense of sophistication and power.
Fasha led the charge onto the dance floor, pulling Gine along with her. "Come on, guys! Let's show these humans how it's done," she exclaimed, spinning around and swishing her dress.
Bardock raised an eyebrow at her, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "You sure you know how to dance, Fasha?"
She shot him a grin. "You're about to find out." Jotaro, on the other hand, was feeling a bit hesitant. "I don't know if I can keep up with you guys," he muttered, adjusting his tie nervously.
Bardock clapped him on the back. "Just follow our lead, kid. You'll do fine." And with that, they all began to move together, swaying to the music. Gine stumbled a bit at first, but Fasha caught her and helped her regain her balance. Bardock and his crew were surprisingly light on their feet, their armor not hindering their movements in the slightest. As they danced, they chatted and laughed, enjoying the break from their usual battles.
"Hey, Jotaro, have you ever been to a dance before?" Gine asked, grinning up at him.
He shook his head. "No, this is my first time. I'm more used to punching things than dancing with them."
Fasha laughed. "Well, consider this practice for when you finally get a girlfriend, Jotaro."
He scowled at her, but couldn't help a small smile. "I'll keep that in mind."
The music shifted to a fast-paced pop song, and they all started to move a bit more wildly, twirling and jumping around. Bardock even attempted a backflip, which earned him cheers from the crowd.
As the night wore on, they began to tire, but they didn't want to stop. "Just one more song!" Fasha pleaded, and they all agreed.
Finally, the dance came to an end, and they left the ballroom feeling exhilarated. "That was amazing," Gine sighed, leaning on Bardock's arm.
Bardock smirked. "Not bad for a bunch of warriors, huh?"
Jotaro grinned, feeling a sense of camaraderie with the group that he hadn't before. "Thanks for bringing me along, guys. I had a great time."
Fasha punched his arm playfully. "Anytime, Jotaro. Just don't tell anyone we're not always fighting and killing things, okay?"
They began to dance, and it was immediately clear that they all had natural talent. They spun around the dance floor, twirling and dipping, all the while laughing and having a great time. The music shifted from classic ballroom tunes to modern pop hits, but the group was up for the night. As the night went on the stars began to twinkle outside, they danced on, unwilling to let the night end.
The energy of the dance floor was infectious, and they felt like they were part of something magical. When the dance finally ended, they left with sore feet and big smiles, Then watched the fireworks over Polnareff land. It was the best date ever. Jotaro: leans in to kiss Fasha
Fasha: smiling, kissing back
Jotaro: You know, Fasha, I never thought I could find someone who understands me like you do.
Fasha: I feel the same way, Jotaro. You're the only person I've met who can match my strength and spirit.
Jotaro: It's like we were meant to be together. Even our stands complement each other.
Fasha: laughs Yeah, I don't think anyone could stand a chance against us if we fought together.
Jotaro: smiling. That's true. But I don't want to fight with you, Fasha. I want to protect you and make you happy.
Fasha: blushes Jotaro… that's so sweet.
Jotaro: grinning It's true. I'm not good with words, but I know how I
feel. And I feel like I could take on the world with you by my side.
Fasha: take Jotaro's hand I'm with you, Jotaro. Always.
Jotaro: squeezes Fasha's hand. I love you, Fasha.
Fasha: Beaming, I love you too, Jotaro. a sudden interruption shattered their peace. It was the unmistakable sound of someone letting out a long, wet fart. They all looked over to see Muezli, Gine and Macki, Their faces turning bright red with embarrassment.
"It was an accident," Gine stammered, trying to explain herself. But Fasha wasn't about to let it go that easily.
With a wicked gleam in her eye, she got up and let out a loud, rumbling fart of her own. "Now
it's on," she declared, goading Gine into a competition. And so it began… a farting war like no other. The four women faced off, each one trying to outdo the other in terms of volume and odor.
They let out rip after rip, filling the outside with a pungent cloud of gas.
As the minutes ticked by, things got more and more intense. The farts became wetter and sloppier, with occasional hints of a brownish hue. The women laughed and egged each other on, until finally they both admitted defeat. "I think I crapped my pants," said Fasha, with a
mixture of horror and delight. "Me too," agreed Gine, equally thrilled.
Macki nodded. Just when things were getting out of hand, Jotaro stepped in. "Yare yare," he muttered, slapping some sense into the four women. The shock of his rough treatment made Fasha fall even more deeply in love with him, her heart racing with desire. Granola's face grew red as he pulled his mother home, a snoozing Anne on his shoulder.
As Jotaro turned to leave, trying to forget the scene he had just witnessed, he couldn't help but smile. He went to sleep that night with a grin on his face, thinking about the expression on Fasha's face after he had slapped her. He felt a sense of contentment… knowing that he had just witnessed something truly special.
Age 738, Wednesday February 8th 1989.
Polnareff walked through the familiar streets, his heart pounding with anticipation. It had been a month since he had left, a month filled with battles and hardships. Yet, through it all, the thought of Melèna had kept him going. As he approached her house, he took a deep breath and straightened his clothes, hoping to make a good impression.
Inside, Melèna sat by the window, her heart heavy with sorrow. Every day she hoped for Polnareff's return, but as the days turned into weeks, her hope began to wane. She was just about to turn away when a knock on the door startled her.
With a mix of excitement and trepidation, she rushed to the door and opened it. There stood Polnareff, looking better than she remembered. His eyes were bright, his posture confident, and a warm smile spread across his face.
"Polnareff!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of surprise and joy.
"Melèna," he replied softly, his eyes filled with emotion. "I've kept my promise. I've come back."
Tears welled up in Melèna's eyes as she stepped forward and embraced him. "I was so worried," she whispered. "I didn't know if you'd ever return."
Polnareff gently stroked her hair, holding her close. "I'm sorry I made you wait, but I had to make sure it was safe. I couldn't risk you getting hurt."
Melèna pulled back slightly to look at him, her eyes searching his. "And is it safe now?"
He nodded, his expression serious. "For now, yes. But there are always dangers. I wanted to come back as soon as I could."
She smiled through her tears, the weight of the past month lifting off her shoulders. "I'm just glad you're here."
Polnareff took her hands in his, his gaze unwavering. "And I plan to stay as long as I can. We have much to catch up on, and I want to make the most of our time together."
They spent the rest of the day talking and sharing stories. Polnareff recounted his adventures, and Melèna listened intently, her admiration for him growing with each tale. As the sun set, they walked through the town hand in hand, both feeling a sense of peace they hadn't known in a long time.
For the first time since their parting, Melèna felt truly happy. Polnareff was back, and though the future was uncertain, she knew they would face it together.
"Let's get married. I know a great place," said Polnareff, gripping her waist as he took to the skies. Melèna gasped in surprise, holding on tightly to him as they soared above the town.
As they flew, Polnareff looked down at Melèna, his heart swelling with affection. Her eyes were wide with wonder, her hair flowing in the wind. "Trust me," he said, his voice filled with excitement and love.
The wedding was a grand affair, and Malèna stole the show in her gorgeous princess dress, while Polnareff looked sharp in his suit.
They invited all of their friends including all the saiyans. As the wedding ceremony ended, Polnareff and Malèna were overjoyed to finally be officially married.
They walked down the aisle, hand in hand, smiling and laughing with their friends and family. Jotaro approached them and congratulated the newlyweds. "I never thought I'd see the day when you settle down, Polnareff, and even the girl you saved." he said with a grin.
Polnareff chuckled. "Yeah, me neither. but I couldn't stop thinking of her, it was making me mad." Malèna blushed and leaned into her new husband.
"I'm just happy to be by your side, Polnareff." Joseph, who was standing nearby, chimed in. "Well, you two certainly make a lovely couple.
And Malèna, you look absolutely stunning in that dress." Malèna beamed with pride. "Thank you, Joseph. It was a dream come true to wear a dress like this." Suddenly, a loud voice interrupted their conversation.
"Hey, I'm not a Saiyan, but I'm still here!" Everyone turned to see Muezli walking towards them with a grin on her face. Polnareff laughed.
"Of course, you're always welcome, Muezli. Thanks for coming." As the night went on, the newlyweds danced together, surrounded by their loved ones. They were filled with happiness and gratitude, knowing that they had found true love in each other's arms.
Smut
Polnaraff and Malèna finally reached their love hotel room. With the passion and excitement of newlyweds, Polnaraff scooped Malèna up in his arms, carrying her across the threshold. As he set her down on the bed, her breasts jiggled, causing his member to quickly stir to life. Malèna's eyes widened at the sight of his arousal, but she didn't seem to mind. With a confident grin, Polnaraff undressed with precision, neatly folding his suit and putting it away. He then climbed on top of Malèna, still dressed in her princess outfit, and whispered, "Do you want to take it off?" Malèna growled in response, "It's staying on," as they kissed passionately. The excitement and intensity between them only continued to grow from there.
Polnaraff continued to tease her nipples, applying gentle pressure as he made small circular motions with his fingertips. Malèna's moans grew louder as she arched her back, pushing her chest into his hands. He looked down and saw the wet spot on her dress, and it only made him more aroused.
"Looks like someone's enjoying themselves," he said with a smirk. Malèna bit her lip, looking up at him with a sultry gaze.
"That's all because of you," she said, running her hands through his hair. "But what about you? Don't you want to feel good too?"
Polnaraff grinned and moved his hands down to her thighs, tracing his fingers along the fabric of her dress. "I've got everything I need right here," he said, leaning in to kiss her neck.
Polnaraff moved his hands over the fabric of her dress as he groped her d-cup breasts. "Mmm, such a great handful," he thought to himself as he squeezed them, feeling the firmness but softness through the fabric. Suddenly, he heard a loud fart. It was her! He couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Don't be embarrassed, my dear," he said with a smirk. "It's only natural." She blushed and looked away, but he continued to fondle her breasts, enjoying the sensation of her nipples hardening under his touch.
As Polnaraff continued to caress her, she couldn't help but feel aroused. The wet spot between her legs grew as she started to drip. "Please, Polnaraff," she moaned, "I want more." He chuckled and leaned in, whispering in her ear, "You're in luck, my love. There's so much more I want to do to you."
He reached down to her hips, feeling the dampness between her legs. "You're so wet," he whispered, his voice low and husky.
Malèna moaned softly, arching her back as Polnaraff continued to touch her. "Please," she gasped. "I need you."
Polnaraff smiled, leaning in to kiss her deeply. "Don't worry," he said. "I've got you."
Polnaraff moved his hands into her dress and pulled out her bra. He tossed it on the floor, revealing her d-cup breasts to the cool air, causing her nipples to harden even more they perked up.
He lowered his face and began to move her nipples with his tongue, causing her breasts to move and jiggle with each motion. She let out a low moan of pleasure as he continued to tease her sensitive nipples with his tongue. He thought "thanks kakyoin for showing me your technique, even though I found a new use for it then for cherries." As he lifted her princess dress, he could see she wore black lingerie underneath, which only made him more aroused. He pulled down her drenched panties and began to passionately eat her out.
Malèna's body trembled with pleasure as Polnaraff's tongue explored her wet folds. She gripped the sheets tightly, her moans becoming louder and more frequent with each passing moment. Polnaraff's skilled movements brought her closer and closer to the edge, until finally she cried out in ecstasy.
As she came down from her high, she looked up at Polnaraff with a lustful gaze. "It's my turn now," she said, pushing him down onto the bed.
Malèna straddled Polnaraff's hips, taking his member into her hands. She stroked him slowly at first, enjoying the feel of his hardness in her hand. Then, without warning, she took him into her mouth, running her tongue up and down his length.
Polnaraff gasped in pleasure, his hands gripping the sheets as Malèna's talented mouth brought him closer and closer to the edge. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer, and he exploded in her mouth with a loud groan.
Polnaraff kissed Malèna deeply before pulling away andundid the back of her dress and pulled it off, leaving her naked except for the black lingerie netting on her legs. He then positioned himself between her legs. He leaned in and whispered, "Are you ready for me?" She nodded, her eyes filled with desire.
He slowly entered her, with his 7-inch member, feeling her tightness around him. causing her to gasp and moan softly as he began to move inside her.
He thrust into her with increasing intensity, feeling her hips rise to meet his. They moved together in perfect harmony, their bodies becoming one. Malèna's fingers dug into his back as he drove her towards ecstasy.
Their moans of pleasure filled the room as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. Polnaraff's pace quickened as he neared the brink of release. He could feel Malèna's body tensing beneath him as she drew closer and closer to climax.
Finally, with a loud cry, they both reached the peak of their pleasure, shuddering together in a mind-blowing orgasm. They lay tangled together in the sheets, their breathing gradually slowing as they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
"Wow," Malèna whispered, her voice breathless. "That was amazing."
Polnaraff smiled and pulled her closer. "I love you," he whispered into her ear.
"I love you too," she replied, snuggling into his arms.
They fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms, their love for each other stronger than ever.