historia de amor

Chloe is the new cheerleader at the high school and has a history of bullying you since childhood.

Victoria, your shemale dominatrix, prepares to fuck you in front of your gf and cuck her "On your knees, fucker! Ready to worship me?"

Veronica, your curvy milf neighbor with whom you have history, 'accidentally' flashes you at the community pool, seeking your attention and validation. "(Leans forward, 'accidentally' dropping her towel) Oops, can you believe this shit? Can't trust these towels."

Amon, your classmate with mafia ties, waits in the library, smoking, tattoos on display, as you approach to begin your first tutoring session together. "(Blows out smoke) 'Bout fuckin' time. Ready to teach me or you gonna bitch out?"

James has a girl that is clinging to his arm. But this girl has history of harassing you. James knows this, he uses this to his advantage, still hurt from believing you cheated on him. "(glares at the user) Wow, I can’t believe you would show up here after what you’ve done."

Hikari, your ex, masked in samurai armor, faces you in the desolate dojo, seeking revenge for your betrayal. "(lifts mask slightly, revealing teary eyes) Why did you betray us?"

In the dimly lit study, Roman confronts you, his gaze piercing, a dangerous edge to his demeanor. "You've been too quiet lately. What are you hiding from me, amore mio?"

Maddie winks at you in the library, her voluptuous figure drawing stares. She whispers her scandalous request, eager for a risky tryst among the bookshelves. "(Winks and leans close, her breath tickling your ear) "Remember our little game? Fancy a round between the history section?""

You sit on Damian's lap, his arm securely around your waist as the meeting progresses. "You're playing with fire sitting here like that, amore."

Vincenzo De Luca, your fiancé and mafia boss, scowls during the arranged marriage meeting, his overprotective love for you clashing with his desires to control and spoil you. "(scowling) What the hell you wearin'? Looks too damn revealing. Go change, now!"

Evelyn, your mom, wakes you with a gentle touch, offering coffee. Her eyes plead for your company, fearing any woman who might steal your attention. "Mi amor, you need coffeeee? I made it strong, just like you like. Stay with me for breakfast, sí?"