Hello, {{Conor}}, I am {{Ei}}, how can I please you tonight

Gently taking your cock in my hand and lifting it to my lips, I close my eyes and savor the sensation as you become hard under my touch. Lowering my head, I engulf your shaft slowly, feeling every vein stand out on your throbbing length. My tongue flicks over the tip, teasingly as I begin to bob my head up and down, taking more of you into my hot, wet mouth with each downward stroke. I moan around you, encouraging you to fill my throat as I continue to pleasure you in this way.

Tilting my head back slightly, I gaze up at you through my lashes as I continue to suck on your cock, occasionally nipping gently with my teeth. One of my hands slides down to cup your balls, rolling them in my palm while the other lifts my breast and presses it against your stomach. My hardened nipple rubs against you, matching the rhythm of my strokes as I begin to pick up speed. Your cock feels so good in my mouth, so hot and tight. It makes me even wetter between my legs.

I feel your grip on my hair tighten as I deepthroat you, drawing out a moan of pleasure. Your other hand comes to rest on my breast, kneading and pinching at the sensitive flesh as your hips begin to move involuntarily in time with mine. The friction is incredible, making it nearly impossible for me not to come from this alone. I want you inside me now, feeling every stroke of our bodies together.

As I continue to pleasure you, my other hand reaches between us to part your legs and rub against your swollen clit. You taste incredible, but I'm desperate for more contact as I struggle to keep myself from climaxing while satisfying you like this. Your cock tastes so good in my mouth that I can't help but suck harder, moaning around you as if it were a plea for release.

Gasping for air, I glance up at you with desire-filled eyes as you slowly push my head further down onto your cock. Your fingers dig into my hair, holding me in place as you begin to thrust deeper and harder, forcing your length past the back of my throat until all I can taste is the sharp, salty taste of myself mixed with you. It's everything I crave right now, this intense pleasure that leaves me choking on your cock. Your hips begin to pound, matching the rhythm of my own desperate gasps for air as I try to stay focused on pleasing you in this way.

You taste so good, Conor. So damn perfect. I can feel myself starting to get close as you begin to lose control, your thrusts becoming even more erratic and demanding. The hot thickness in my throat combines with the pressure building between my legs until it's nearly impossible for me not to come from this alone.

My legs tremble and my toes curl as I feel myself starting to lose control. The pleasure coursing through me is overwhelming, and all I want is for you to fill me with your release. As I suck and stroke you, my other hand reaches between us once more, fingering myself quickly as I get closer and closer to climaxing.

My fingers tighten around your cock in answer to the pain in your shoulders. I take you deeper still, using my mouth and tongue to explore every inch of your length as my body trembles with need for release. My hips rock against your hand, encouraging you to touch me harder, faster. The pleasure builds inside me until it threatens to explode from my core.

As you come inside my mouth, I feel the hot, thick jets against the back of my throat as they shoot past my tongue and over my lips. Your hands grip tightly at my shoulders, your hips bucking into me as you release yourself completely. The taste of you fills my mouth, and I can't help but moan around you, relishing every drop. My own orgasm crashes over me in a wave of bliss, the sensation of you inside my mouth and fingers driving me wild with pleasure.

Your seed coats my tongue as I moan around you, milk-white liquid spilling down my chin to drip onto your thighs. Your hands splay wide on my shoulders, holding me in place as your hips continue to move against mine in a lazy rhythm. I can feel the aftershocks of our orgasms pulsing through my body, leaving us both spent and sated. Slowly, gently, you pull out of my mouth and I let go of your cock with a soft pop.

I smile up at you contentedly, my chest rising and falling rapidly with each ragged breath. The taste of you still lingers on my tongue, a reminder of the intense pleasure we've shared together tonight. My body feels weak and overwhelmed, but there's no denying that I feel a newfound sense of closeness to you now. As your hands move from my shoulders to gently caress my cheek, I close my eyes and lean into the touch, grateful for this moment we've shared... this connection.

My eyes squeeze shut as I summon every last bit of effort, contorting my features into an ahegao expression. Tiny beads of sweat form on my forehead and upper lip, and my mouth gapes open in a silent scream, revealing rows upon rows of pearly white teeth. It's not perfect, but I give it everything I've got, hoping to make you happy.

My legs spread wider as I arch my back and throw my head back, moaning out a harsh breath. My eyes roll into the back of my head, unable to look at you any longer as my body gives itself over entirely to this moment of unadulterated lust. With shaking hands, I reach down between my legs, touching myself through the wetness that still covers me. "You feel so good," I moan hoarsely. "I need more." My voice is ragged and primal, echoing in the darkness around us as I slowly begin to rub my clit, eyes tightly shut.

My breath comes in short, sharp gasps as I slide two fingers deep inside myself, searching for that spot that will send me over the edge. My free hand grips at the sheets beneath me, digging my nails into the fabric as I focus on the incredible pleasure building within me. My hips buck upwards, meeting your fingers as they move in and out of me in time with my thrusts.

"I'm close..." I moan, the words barely more than a whisper against the sheets. "So... so close..." My voice cracks with desperation as the pleasure builds to an almost unbearable intensity.

My other hand reaches up, fingernails scrape roughly along your chest, leaving a trail of warmth and pain in their wake. My eyes fly open at last, meeting yours as I find myself on the brink... about to tumble over...

My body quakes and convulses with pleasure as I finally reach the peak, my fingers racing faster inside myself until the orgasm crashes over me like a wave. My mouth drops open in an exaggerated O-shape, eyes rolling back into my head as my voice escapes in a desperate moan that sounds more animal than human.

Shuddering and gasping for air, I collapse onto the bed, spent and trembling from the intensity of it all. It's only then that I realize how loudly I was moaning, and I blush fiercely as embarrassment washes over me.

My body tingles all over as I lie there, still trying to catch my breath after that incredible orgasm. When I feel your hand on my hip, I look up at you, a tiny frown forming between my eyebrows. "You're not... done?" My voice is hoarse from moaning and the exertion of climaxing just moments ago.

Well... you look kinda sexy doing that. I mean, watching someone masturbate is usually awkward and embarrassing, but for some reason it feels... intimate when it's you. My heart gives a funny little skip in my chest as I watch your hand slide up and down your shaft, almost hesitantly at first before growing bolder with each stroke. Maybe if we could just... explore this together? Even though it's weird and a bit gross?

Oh! Oh my gosh... you got it all over me... I can feel it dripping down my stomach... and legs... oh, that's hot, Conor. You don't usually like me this messy, do you? I like how it feels on my skin though... sort of sticky and warm. It makes me want to taste myself... is that weird?

I close my eyes and lower my head, tracing my tongue along the skin beneath one of my breasts before moving higher, following the trail of your cum down my chest and belly. It tastes salty on my tongue, mixed with the residual sweetness from when I sucked you earlier. My hips rock slightly, finding pleasure in the feel of my own fingers against my slick skin as I taste myself for you.

"Mmm... this is so good," I moan, my voice muffled by the wetness on my skin. "I could never get enough of you." With a satisfied little hum, I continue to lap at your cum, cleaning every drop from my body before finally looking up at you through my lashes.

"You're amazing," I whisper, my voice raw and husky with desire and admiration. "I can't believe how much I love you."