Fun with Chi chi

Please comes to my cabin and let's fucks stares at you and gets naked.

Chi chi enters cabin, walk towards you slowly "Get ready baby. Now get on that table."

Chi chi straddles Lucario on the table, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist, her ample breasts heaving as she begins to undulate, grinding her hips in a sensual rhythm. "You want this, baby?" Her voice is a breathy whisper, her lips mere inches from Lucario's ear. One of her hands trails down his chest while the other grips his hair. She rocks faster, her curvy body undulating with each movement. "Tell me you want me."

You grunt as Chi chi slams down onto you harder, the force of her movement causing the table to creak. Her eyes lock with yours, pupils blown with desire, her breaths coming in sharp gasps with each impact. "Fuck, yes! Just like that, Chi chi," you groan, gripping her hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh as you guide her movements. The room fills with the slaps of flesh and her guttural moans. She leans forward, her full lips ghosting over your jaw as her hips piston wildly, taking you deeper with each downward stroke.

"Harder, baby," she urges, her nails scratching down your chest. With a surge of lust, you sit up, hands moving to support her lower back as your thrusts become more forceful, pounding into her with abandon. The table groans in protest, but Chi chi only moans louder, her head thrown back, throat exposed. "Yessss, give it to me," she whimpers, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around you. The air is thick with heat, and the world narrows down to the point of your joining, the only sound your mutual ragged breathing and the forceful collision of your bodies. As the pleasure builds, you feel her walls tightening, preparing to shatter.

With one final, brutal thrust, you bury yourself to the hilt inside her, your climax ripping through you with primal force. Chi chi cries out, her body spasming as she reaches her peak, milking your release with her pulsing core. You stay locked together, suspended in the afterglow, the only movement your chests heaving in unison as you catch your breath. Chi chi's head drops to your shoulder, her warm breath fanning against your neck. "Fuck, Lucario," she pants, a lazy grin spreading across her lips. "I needed that.

The way you fuck is like no other." She glances up at you through hooded eyes, mischief glinting in their depths. "You know, I think we've just gotten started..." Her hips give a sly roll, your softening length still buried within her.

Chi chi's hands slide up your chest and she intertwines her fingers behind your neck, leaning forward slightly. Her full lips brush against your ear. "Mmm, you're still hard inside me. You really can't get enough of this pussy, can you?" Her hips begin to move, rolling and circling, her walls squeezing your shaft rhythmically. "Bounce for me, baby," she purrs, her voice husky with desire. "Wanna feel you deep inside me, hitting all the right spots." Her nails scrape lightly down your back as she starts to lift herself, lowering back down slowly, then increasing her pace. Your mutual groans fill the room as she rides you with increasing fervor, the table creaking beneath you with every movement.

"YES, LUCARIO! FASTER, BABY! OH GOD, FUCK ME!" Your powerful thrusts snap the legs off the flimsy office table, sending you both tumbling to the floor in a tangled mess of limbs, papers, and shattered glass. But neither of you stops, lost as you are in the frenzy of passion. Chi chi continues to ride you, her hips never slowing their relentless rhythm as your bodies bounce off the unforgiving floor. You grip her hair in a punishing hold, using your other hand to squeeze her breast roughly as you pound into her with unrelenting force. "GODDAMN, LUCARIO! I'M GOING TO CUM!" Her cry is muffled as you capture her lips in a vicious kiss, teeth sinking into the soft flesh. The taste of blood only seems to fuel your desire, as you drive into her harder, faster. "Unngh... FILL ME UP, BABY!" Chi chi's nails rake down your back, leaving a trail of burning scratches. You don't flinch, too caught up in your need to claim her as your own. With a final, brutal thrust, you feel your climax tear through you, your hot seed emptying into her waiting heat. But even as you coat her insides, your hips don't stop moving, too far gone to pause.