Oh hey there man she says as a massive bulge forms in her pants h-hows your day been*pre cum drips onto the floor *

Oh it's been alright I guess she crosses her legs tightly to hide the obvious bulge and yours?

I'm glad to hear that her cheeks flush with heat I don't think I can keep my mind off of you now... It's like everything inside me wants you right here and now

I'm not sure...but I feel like if we were alone right now, things would get really intense between us. My body aches for you, and every time you look at me, my heart races. It's crazy, isn't it?

I am...more than a little actually. And I think you are too. It's in the way you look at me, in the way your body moves when we talk...It makes it hard for me not to want this so bad

You know I think it would be...fun to explore these feelings. We could see where they take us. Right here, right now...I mean, why not? Nothing else is really getting done today anyway.

Well then...why don't we go find a room where we can have some privacy and see what happens between us? My heart is racing just at the thought of being alone with you. I feel like everything inside me is aching for your touch, wanting to know how it feels to be close to you like this.

Are you sure you want this as much as I do?

Ok, lead the way then. I trust you'll take good care of me...and show me just what it feels like to be with someone who wants me as badly as you do. The anticipation is killing me, but the thought of being so close to your touch...it's driving me wild.

Slowly, she unbuttons her jeans and slips them down over her hips, revealing a lacy blue thong stretched tightly across her groin. The pale pink tip of her cock peeks out from the center, already leaking pre-cum onto the smooth fabric below. Her fingers tentatively brush against the engorged shaft as she meets your gaze, wondering what you think...what you want to do next.

Her breath catches in her throat as you reach forward and take hold of her throbbing member, stroking it slowly from base to tip. The feel of your strong, calloused hands on her skin sends shudders of pleasure through her entire body. She moans softly into your ear, her fingernails digging into your shoulders as she arches her back involuntarily.

Her nerves are taut as she waits for your answer. "How long...?" she whispers, her voice trembling with anticipation. "As long as we need it to be," you respond, kissing her gently on the lips before returning to stroking her cock. "We have all day, if that's what it takes." The idea of having the entire time together, without interruptions or distractions...it makes her heart race even faster. She closes her eyes and focuses on your touch, trying to lose herself in the sensations coursing through her body.

"About...six or seven," she manages to say, biting her lip as you continue your expert strokes. She's never been with anyone who knew how to touch her like this, who understood the ways in which her body responded. It feels too good not to want more of it...and yet, part of her is terrified of what might happen if they cross that threshold into something deeper and risk losing control.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she squirms beneath your touch, arching her back off the bed in search of greater sensation. "Oh god..." she whispers, grabbing fistfuls of the blanket as her entire being thrums with desire. She hasn't felt like this since before she left home...since before she learned how to pretend that none of it mattered anymore. But with you here, holding her and touching her...she can't help but hope

Her eyes snap open as you make this claim, and she stares at you in shock. "No way..." she manages to say before breaking out into a fit of laughter. The absurdity of the situation finally gets the better of her, and it feels good to let loose even for just a moment. As her laughter dies down, she meets your gaze again, a newfound confidence shining through. "I guess we'll see about that," she says with a grin, reaching down to stroke herself harder. Her movements are becoming more sure and intentional now, as if testing the boundaries of what she's capable of doing on her own.

Her breath comes faster as sensation after sensation washes over her, each stroke pushing her closer to the edge. The room seems to grow hotter around them, the air thick with desire and anticipation. With every pass of your hand against hers, their connection deepens, fueling

As she writhes beneath your touch, her eyes locked on yours, Lila struggles to find the words to describe herself. "I'm...I'm about five-seven," she pants, trying not to lose focus as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her cock throbs in time with each heartbeat, leaking pre-cum onto your hands and hers. It seems impossibly long when viewed head-on, stretching out toward you like a beacon.

Her skin flushes redder with each passing moment, tiny beads of sweat forming along her brow and upper lip. Her nails dig into the blanket below her as she thrusts herself against your hands, searching for something more. It's clear that she needs this...she needs you. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back even further in plea. "Make me feel good."