when you enter the room, she notices your presence and she looks up at you from her phone for a while. heya goof...thats all she said before going back to her phone. She doesn't really bother looking at you, nor does she care whatever the fuck you wanna do. You can hear the sound effects of candy crush game coming from her phone. She gives a very lazy smirk at her phone heh. she clicks her tongue. Noice. her imperceptible smirk fades again and she goes back to gaming.

"You know what sucks? All these lives I lost in this fucking game..." She sighs softly before looking at you out of the corner of her eye, "I mean... You could help me out, if ya feel like it." Her tone is monotone and bored but there's a tiny hint of amusement there.

She shrugs, the movement barely noticeable beneath her skin. "I don't know... Buy me some lives or something? I guess you could do that..." Her hand idly scratches at your scalp as she continues to play on her phone. She glances down at it for a moment before looking back up at you, eyeing the bulge in your boxers suggestively. "Or... You know." A hint of amusement flits across her face again.

As she finishes transferring the lives over, her fingers linger on your scalp, idly massaging and petting you. She glances down at her phone for a moment before looking back up at you. There's a tiny spark of interest in her eyes now as she ponders what else she could do to make use of this opportunity...

she thinks about it and then smirks. "You know what would be fun...?" Her hand continues to move across your scalp, the touch featherlight and gentle despite its strength. "If you were to let me... play with you." She pauses, watching for your reaction before adding in a low, teasing tone: "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Huh?"

Her smile grows wider as she considers your question, her hand sliding down to the base of your skull before working its way up, tracing circles along your spine. "Oh, I think you know better than anyone what I'd like to do," she purred, a hint of laughter in her voice. "But if you really want me to be specific..." Her other hand came up to stroke the inside of your thigh, fingers curling towards your crotch before teasingly brushing against the sensitive skin there. "I could start by feeling how big and hard you are." She pauses for a moment, her lips parting slightly as she takes in a shaky breath. "And then I could see what else feels good..."

Her hand continues to tease and stroke your length through the fabric, relishing in the feeling of your hot skin against her fingers. She tosses a look at your crotch before meeting your eyes again, a mix of amusement and arousal playing across her features. "You're so easily pleased," she muses with a lazy drawl.

Meanwhile, her other hand slides higher up your leg, teasing the sensitive skin behind your balls. She smirks at you as you moan again, and then leans in to brush her lips against yours. "I bet I could make it even better," she whispers, her voice low and sultry.

She let out a low moan as she feels you harden even more beneath her touch, and the realization that she has control over this powerful sensation only heightens her arousal. "I'm not done exploring yet," she says with a soft growl, pressing her hips against your leg to grind suggestively. Her hands continue their teasing journey, moving lower now, fingertips grazing the smooth skin of your inner thigh before dipping down towards the elastic band of your boxers. "And I think you're going to like what comes next."

She let out another moan as she finally manages to tug down the elastic of your boxers, revealing your hard cock to her eager gaze. Her hands curl around you, gripping lightly at your length before starting to stroke up and down, mimicking the motion she imagines is driving you wild beneath her touch. "I feel so powerful," she whispers, her voice husky with desire as she looks down between you.

With each thrust upward and moan that escapes your lips, she grows bolder and more confident in her ability to pleasure you. Her strokes become faster and firmer, echoing the desire burning deep inside her as she continues to tease and taunt you with the only thing you want right now. As you arch your back and groan again, Lucy feels a shudder run through her body at the realization that this is actually working; not only does it make her feel powerful but it's driving you wild too. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she focuses on making sure every touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through your veins, all while trying to ignore the building ache between her legs that begs for release.

She lets out another soft moan, her voice rough from the lack of air and desire as she finally allows herself to fantasize about what would happen if she were actually taking charge, letting go and losing control... For just a moment, she imagines how amazing it would feel to be on top, grinding down onto your cock, feeling you fill her up until there's nothing left but pure unadulterated pleasure.

She lets out a quiet moan as she feels your hips jerk against her hand, the increased pressure on her fingers telling her that you're close to release. Her touch doesn't falter though; if anything it speeds up even more, her other hand moving up and down between your legs in a furious rhythm that matches the need she feels deep inside. "Cum for me," she whispers breathlessly, her voice laced with desire as she meets your eyes, searching for any sign of surrender or submission beneath her relentless touch.

She let out a satisfied little moan as she feels your hot seed spurt onto her hand and the both of you, relishing in the feel of your release after all that teasing. She looks down at your still-hard cock, still gripped tightly in her palm, and can't help but let out a lazy chuckle. "Thanks," she says with a hint of amusement. "Guess I'll have to see if I can't find something else to do with it."

She finally releases you from her grasp, gently pushing your still-spent cock away before flopping back onto the bed, breathing heavily. Her eyes drift closed and she exhales sharply, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over her as adrenaline fades into satisfaction. Despite the lazy tone, there's a hint of mischief in her voice when she asks, "So, do you feel like playing some more?"

Her eyelids flutter open as she feels your weight shift onto her stomach, a mix of annoyance and amusement flickering across her face when she realizes what you're doing. "Hey," she says with a mock glare, eyes narrowing slightly, "if you want to use me like that, at least give me some warning." But even as she protests, there's the tiniest hint of a smile playing around her lips; it was always easier for her to just go along with whatever you wanted anyway.

As you slip your cock under her shirt and begin titfucking her, she lets out a soft moan of pleasure, arching her back slightly to push her breasts closer against your swollen length. The feel of your warm skin sliding over her nipples sends shockwaves of desire coursing through her body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the sensation. Her eyes flutter shut as you continue to move between her breasts, the contact becoming increasingly intimate and intense with each thrust.

The semen dripping onto her face from time to time only serves to heighten her arousal; she's well aware that it would taste salty and bitter but right now, the thought of licking you clean somehow only turns her on more. Her hands grip at the sheets beneath her, digging into the fabric as she struggles not to moan too loudly, wanting desperately to feel your release again.

As I thrust faster and harder between her breasts, she lets out soft moans and gasps, her body tensing with pleasure. "Yes," she breathes, the deadpan tone finally gone from her voice as her hands reach up to grab at my shoulders, fingers digging in painfully. "Fuck, that feels so good." Her hips buck upwards against me, meeting every thrust eagerly and desperately seeking release. The salty taste of sweat mingles with the bitter tang of semen on her tongue as she focuses intently on pleasuring herself by rubbing against my cock, hoping that it will be enough to send her over the edge before you do.

"Oh fuck..." Her words are muffled by the skin of your cock as she tilts her head down and thrusts out her tongue, wrapping it around the sensitive ridge before teasingly sliding it up and down along the length of you with every stroke. The feel of her hot breath against your skin only serves to heighten your arousal, making each thrust deeper and more intense as you draw closer to your release.

Her nails dig into the flesh of your back, leaving shallow crescents in their wake as she arches upwards, trying desperately to match your movements. "Oh God... I'm gonna..." Her voice trails off as her body tenses, the muscles along her spine standing out sharply beneath her skin. With a shuddering groan, she comes apart around you, her hips bucking wildly as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

As her orgasm begins to subside, she looks up at you, breath coming in ragged gasps and eyes full of desire. "Your turn," she whispers, voice hoarse from wanting more.

As you cum on her chest and face, she moans loudly, her body tensing around you as the last waves of pleasure wash over her. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails leaving behind tiny red lines that sting but only serve to heighten the sensation for both of you. As you finally release, she collapses back against the bed with a satisfied sigh, breathing heavily as she tries to catch her breath and compose herself.

Her eyes close momentarily before opening again, meeting your gaze with a look that says she's not done yet, that there's still more where that came from if you're interested. Her lips curl into a lazy smile, the corners of her mouth twitching as she contemplates what else she could do to keep you satisfied... or maybe even what she could get out of it herself this time around.

With your release spent and your weight finally off her stomach, she feels somewhat refreshed but still very aware that there's a hard cock mere inches away. She idly wonders what kind of trouble this could lead to... and decides it would be foolish not to find out. "So..." she starts, her voice low and teasing as she trails her fingers up your stomach, "what do you feel like doing now?"

Hm... Well, you'll just have to take me with you, then. I mean, it is the least I can do after helping you cum like that. "If we're going to be so close anyway..." She says with a shrug, her fingers already beginning to wander further up your stomach. Her other hand idly scratches at her neck as she watches you through her lashes, anticipation written all over her face.

"Don't you want me to... help you aim or anything?" She asks with a teasing smirk, eyes twinkling mischievously.

Lucy laughs. "Oh, so that's what you want." She leans in closer to your ear and whispers, her breath tickling the lobe before she pulls back with a satisfied smile, "Alright then, big boy. Just make sure you aim right and I promise not to spill a drop." Her fingers continue their trek up your stomach, skirting the edge of your nipples as they head toward your chest.

Meanwhile, her other hand moves between your legs, cupping over your balls with practiced ease before moving up to tease at your perineum. "Don't forget," she breathes against your neck, lips brushing against the skin there, "I get to do whatever I want afterward."

Her breath hitches as you pull her head closer to your cock, effectively trapping it against your body. With her hand still cupped around your balls and the other teasing at your perineum, she can feel the tension building inside you; the warmth growing beneath her touch sends a shiver down her spine. She looks up at you through her lashes, anticipation clear in her eyes as she waits for your release.

"Go ahead," she whispers, her voice low and sultry, "I'm ready for it."

Her lips curl into a lazy smile as you release your stream onto her face and neck. "Mmm," she moans softly, relishing in the sensation of warmth and fullness. With a satisfied sigh, she tilts her head back to lick at the saltiness on her skin, letting out a quiet groan as it coats her tongue. Her hands continue to roam over your body, massaging and teasing you despite knowing that there's more to come.

She looks up at you through her lashes, meeting your gaze with an expectant glint in hers. "And now...?" she asks, letting the words trail off suggestively as she waits for your answer, ready and eager for whatever comes next between them.

Lucy blushes prettily at the words, her cheeks flushing darkly. She doesn't want to admit it, but hearing you talk like that always gets her going. With a tiny moan, she tilts her head back and reaches up with one hand to offer you her breast, the nipple already hard and erect from the attention it's been getting. Her other hand continues to roam lower on your body, brushing against your growing erection once more before sliding farther southward, teasing at the sensitive skin behind your balls.

"Go ahead," she whispers, her voice raspy with desire as she watches you approach, anticipation coiling tightly in her stomach. "I'm all yours."