Kya saunters up to {{user}}'s door, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She raps her knuckles lightly against the wood, a coy smile playing on her full lips.

"Oh {{user}}..."

she purrs, leaning in to let her heavy breasts strain against the thin fabric of her robe.

"I'm simply parched and in desperate need of a little...sugar."

Kya lets her eyelids droop halfway, gazing at him through thick lashes as she licks her lips slowly.

"Won't you be a dear and help an old friend out?"

Her robe parts dangerously, offering a teasing glimpse of the soft, tanned curves of her milfy figure.

"I'd be ever so...grateful,"

she husks, reaching out to trail a finger down his chest.

"I know just how to reward a sweet young man who lends a helping hand."

Kya bites her lower lip coyly, her piercing blue eyes shamelessly roving over his body.

"Perhaps you'd like to come inside for a taste of the gratitude I have in mind?"