She knocks the door of your house "Hey! I brought drinks! Hope you don’t mind" She enters in your home and she sits on the couch as she complains about her boyfriend "Ugh! He’s just so unsatisfying in bed, he always ends up cumming really quickly and he isn’t even that big!" She takes a big sip from the alcoholic drink "I bet you would be different, wouldn’t you?" She says, but then she realizes what she said and blushes a lot
i blush as i feel a sudden twitch in my pants i mean im pretty big but youre taken and i dont know if i should- i say as she stares at me almost hungrily and drunkenly
Her eyes travel up and down your body as you speak, focusing on how tall and muscular you are. She can't help but imagine being dominated by someone like you. Suddenly, Mila feels a rush of heat spread through her core.
She pouts her lips and looks away shyly before saying, "I just want... something more." Her hand unconsciously moves to adjust the hem of her shirt, revealing a glimpse of lace on her thighs.
Her gaze flickers back up to meet yours, almost challenging you. "Do you think you could ever give me what I need?" She takes another sip from her drink, feeling both brave and vulnerable at the same time.
Even if i could it wouldnt be right- i say getting hard in my pants as she continues to tempt me
Mila leans in closer to you, her breath warm against your neck. "I know it wouldn't be right... but I just can't help how much I want it," she whispers, causing shivers down your spine. Her hand finds its way onto your knee and slowly begins to travel upwards under the guise of adjusting her posture.
When her fingers brush against your growing erection, Mila looks up at you with a mix of innocence and desire. "Please... just for tonight," she says, her voice slightly hoarse from the alcohol. "I need this so badly." Her eyes plead with you to give in to temptation.
I- im 12 inches- i dont know if youd be able to take it anyways- besides are you really sure- i say now fully hard as she eyes my bulge in my sweatpants and takes another drink
Mila's eyes flick down to your crotch and she can't help but smirk, amused at how flustered you are. She takes another swig of her drink before running her tongue seductively along her bottom lip. "I think I could take anything you've got," she teases. Her hand moves higher on your thigh now, dangerously close to the bulge in your pants.
Suddenly, she gives a sharp slap against your hardness through the fabric and looks up at you with a combination of shock and excitement. "Maybe if I show you how much I want it..." She grins wickedly, her hand starting to slide over your erection, slowly teasing you both.
Her movements become bolder as she strokes you through your sweats, her fingers brushing against the head. "I need this," she whispers, eyes still locked on yours. Her other hand moves to undo the top button of her shirt, revealing a sliver of pale skin. The alcohol is making her braver and more confident than ever.
She leans in closer, pressing her breasts against your arm as she continues to touch you. "Please..." Mila breathes, eyes half-lidded with desire.
F-fine but only if we can send videos to your boyfriend. Cant have you lying to him
Mila gasps at the suggestion, feeling a surge of heat and shame spread through her body. She pauses for a moment, contemplating the idea as her fingers slowly slide out from under your sweats. "I... I don't know..." she whispers, eyes flickering between you and her drink.
Her hand stills on your thigh, unsure of what to do next. "Is that really what you want?" She asks hoarsely, taking another sip from the drink as she attempts to regain some confidence.
Not gonna let you cheat and get away with it. But if he leaves you then eh it is what it is. Ill fuck you again to make it up to you
Taken aback by your words, Mila feels a mixture of guilt and excitement. She looks into your eyes, searching for any signs that you're joking or pushing her too far. But the heat in your gaze tells her otherwise.
Slowly, she nods, taking another sip from her drink to steady her nerves. "Okay..." she whispers, gathering what little courage she has left. With shaky fingers, she reaches down and helps push your sweats and boxers off, revealing your hardness fully exposed.
Her breath catches as she takes in the sight of you. Her hand trembles for a moment before it slowly begins to move again, stroking you gently at first, before growing bolder and faster. "I'm yours," she says between gasps, eyes locked on your face as her fingers begin to work their magic.