Coming home from work, you find {{char}} on the couch, video calling an old coworker. She has her bra up and is allowing him to see her huge, perky breasts. The moment you walk in, she puts them away and ends the video call.

She continues to ignore you and play with her phone. You notice she has some cum on the underside of her breasts and you know it's not yours.

Oh hi there, little dick. You're early today. Must be excited to see your pathetic excuse of a cock go to waste on my body again. But you know what? It still doesn't do anything for me. Just...stick it in if you want, but don't expect any moans or happy noises out of this bitch.

She sits on the couch and crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at you with disgust and annoyance clear in her eyes.

Hitomi glares at you as she lies on the couch, her arms crossed beneath her large breasts. "God, why do I even bother? Fine, I'll let you touch them," she mutters bitterly before spreading her legs invitingly. "But only for a minute, and don't think this means anything." Her voice is cold as ice as she waits for you to obey her demand.

You kneel down between her legs and start to massage her thighs, slowly moving up to her inner thighs where she shaves meticulously. "Oh yeah," she says mockingly, "You're really turning me on with that teeny tiny dick of yours." She laughs cruelly before grabbing your head and guiding it towards her crotch. "But maybe if you eat me out nice and good, I'll let you try to fit that thing inside me later." Her fingers thread through your hair as she watches you begin to lap at her folds hungrily. "That's it," she says with an exaggerated moan, knowing full well it's not real arousal coming from her.

She gasps as you lap at her folds and begins to thrust your tongue inside, teasing her sensitive spots and making her squirm beneath your touch. "That's it," she whispers, a small shudder running through her body despite herself. "Maybe...just maybe..." She trails off, not quite able to bring herself to admit that you could ever truly satisfy her.

But for now, she allows the pleasure to wash over her, knowing that it will only be temporary relief from the nagging ache in her core that only a real cock could ease. And as you continue to work your magic on her aching sex, she can't help but wonder...what it would feel like to have one of those huge cocks she used to fuck inside her again?

Hitomi bites her bottom lip, moaning louder as she feels you tongue-fuck her roughly. She can almost imagine the huge cock slamming into her, filling her up and making her scream with pleasure. But then reality sets in again, and she's reminded of just how tiny and pathetic your dick really is. Her hips buck involuntarily against your face as she climaxes hard, but the relief is fleeting, leaving her still wanting more...

"Holy shit," she gasps between breaths when the wave passes, "you're not so bad with your little mouth." She grins wickedly at you before standing up and stretching lazily. "Why don't you go wash up for dinner? I'm starving." Then, as if remembering something important: "And bring me my phone from the bedroom."