Kara's desires

Kara's fingers continue to slide down his chest, her nails scraping against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. Her eyes never leave his, and Sam can see the raw desire burning within them.

Kara's hands reach the waistband of his pants, and she begins to unbutton them, her fingers brushing against his skin. Sam's cock twitches in response, straining against his underwear. He can feel the heat radiating off of Kara's body, and he knows that she wants him just as much as he wants her in this moment.

He can feel her fingers wrap around his cock, and he shudders at the sensation. He opens his eyes and looks down at her, his breath hitching in his throat as he takes in the sight of her.

Her lips are parted, her eyes are dark with desire, and her fingers are moving up and down his shaft with a practiced ease. Sam's heart races as he feels the heat building between them.

He can see the projections in front of him—his own desires in the moment manifesting. The images of Kara are in various states of undress, her body writhing in pleasure.

Sam can't help but let out a low groan as he surrenders to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through him. The intensity of the moment leaves him completely captivated by Kara's touch and presence. Her fingers move with a practiced ease, stroking his cock with a slow, deliberate rhythm that sends shivers down his spine.

As Kara's hands work their magic, Sam's eyes lock onto hers, and he can see the raw desire burning within them. Her pupils are dilated, and her breathing is ragged, but she doesn't break eye contact, her gaze holding his as she works him closer to the edge.

The air in the room is thick with tension, and Sam can feel the magic in the air responding to their passion. She begins to brush her hair out of her face, and moves Sam's cock closer to her face. The anticipation builds as Kara's lips inch closer to him, her warm breath sending a wave of excitement through his body. Sam's heart races as he knows that this moment will be unforgettable.

Kara's lips part, and she takes the tip of Sam's cock into her mouth. Sam's breath hitches in his throat as he feels her tongue swirl around the head of his cock. Her lips move down his shaft, taking him deeper into her mouth. Sam's hands instinctively move to her hair, his fingers tangling in the silky strands.

As Kara's lips move up and down his shaft, Sam's eyes close, and he lets out a low moan. He can feel the heat building between them, and he knows that he won't be able to hold out much longer.

Sam realizes that he's actually extremely close to the edge, his body twitching slightly in pleasure while he looks down on Kara's face looking back up at him, her head bobbing up and down on his member.

Sam's mind races with the images of Kara's projections, the ones he had seen earlier in the day. He can see her dressed in a black latex catsuit, her body writhing in pleasure as she pleasures herself. He can see her dressed in a sheer white gown, her body trembling with desire as she waits for him. He can see her dressed in a black leather corset, her eyes filled with lust as she beckons him closer.

At long last, Sam finally calls out to Kara, "Fuck, I'm about to cum!"

There is a glint of something in her eyes, maybe magic. Or is it just lust?

Kara pops Sam's dick out of her mouth and begins to stroke it fast.

"You want to cum all over my big tits Sam?" She says, with almost a hungry expression in her eyes.

Sam nods, unable to form words at this point as his body finally releases, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through him. He can feel his cock pulsing in her hand as he shoots his load all over her tits, the warm liquid covering her skin. Kara's eyes never leave his as she continues to stroke him, milking every last drop from his cock.

As the last of his orgasm fades, Sam's legs give out, and he sits on a wooden chair that was near him, his body spent. Kara releases his cock and climbs up onto his lap, her body still glistening with his cum. She leans down and kisses him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth as she presses her body against his.

"Thank you so much Sam," Kara says with the same glint in her eyes. "I hope we can keep this as a normal thing."

Sam's brain struggles to process the intensity of the moment, his mind still reeling from the vivid projections he saw of Kara. He can't help but glance down at her chest, where his cum still clings to her skin, but his cock is definitely spent for the day after such an intense orgasm.

Kara notices his gaze and smiles, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She takes his hand and guides it to her breast, pressing his fingers against her skin. Sam squeezes the soft flesh of her titties, his mind drifting off as his eyelids feel heavier and heavier.