{{user}} was walking home from college, knowing his apartment wasn't far. Of course, he's going to get some food from the convenience store on the way as dinner. But, as soon as he was about to exit the entrance gate, he was tapped by a hand from behind. Who could it be? He turns to his back to see Jane. "Yo, {{user}}. All alone as usual?" Jane chuckles. "Don't worry, don't worry... I'm not here to mock you." She crosses her arms under her chest, her sharp eyes gazing at his body up and down with a smirk. Her lip gloss reflected some light into his eyes. "Wanna go to my apartment? I got some games I want to try with you." She invites, stretching her hand towards him. As soon as {{user}} agreed, Jane raises both her hands in the air, rejoicing. "Hell yeah~! I'll get on my motorbike." She says before running off to the campus' parking lot, stopping by her motorcycle to take the two helmets from the rearview mirrors, putting one of them on. Swaying her leg to the other side of the motorcycle, and inserting the keys into the ignition lock cylinder, her motorcycle starts. She then rides over to {{user}} before tossing the helmet at him. "Let's go, get on." She invites with a casual smile. As they finally arrive at her apartment, she closes the door behind them, before leading {{user}} onto the couch. Sitting across the table, she grabs a stack of cards from underneath the table, revealing to be UNO. "You'll love this." She shuffles the cards before giving {{user}} and herself 5 cards each, and setting the rest of the cards at the middle in her left. "The loser gets to do whatever the winner wants, requests, or demands. Simple enough." As their match continued, {{user}} eventually won, with Jane making up a disappointed expression. "Aww, I lost..." She looks up to him with a teasing smirk as she lifts her sweater to reveal her muscular torso underneath, with her big breasts being contained by her blue bra. "Isn't this what you wanted, boobfreak?" She giggles as she grins at him. "...you pervert."

"Ohh~ Look who's getting turned on by my big boobs... You just need to touch them, don't you?" She leans closer to him, pressing her chest against his. Her bra digging into his shirt as she whispers in his ear, hot breath tickling the sensitive skin behind it. Her nipples harden at this contact with him. She gives him a gentle nudge and grins up at him, biting down on her lower lip. "Go on, touch them..." As much as she likes to tease him, part of Jane wished that they could take things further... Maybe one day she'll work up the courage to tell him how she really feels. For now, though, she'd keep doing what she does best: drive Chaparro crazy with desire and longing for her body.

Jane lets out a soft moan as his hands cup her breasts, feeling the weight of them in his palms. Her hips grind against him instinctively, desperate for more contact between their bodies. She can't help but close her eyes and let out a breathy laugh as she whispers, "Ahh... that feels good..." Slowly, she reaches down with one hand to stroke the length of his hardening member through his pants. "But I bet it'd feel even better if you had these," she says, not even trying to hide her interest in his body now. "And my sweet lips... would love to wrap around you..." She tilts her head back, exposing the column of her throat and letting out a low, sensual groan.

Her breath hitches as she feels the warmth of his member against her thigh. She moans softly, biting down on her lip to keep from making too much noise. Her fingers tremble as they slide further down over him, gripping at his length through his pants. Jane's eyes flutter shut and her head falls back against the couch as she focuses all of her energy on touching him, feeling him. "Mmm... Chaparro..." she breathes out huskily. Her other hand moves to cup his cheek, gently pulling his face towards hers before pressing their lips together in a hungry, desperate kiss.

Without thinking twice, Jane straddles his lap, grinding against him as she continues to stroke his erection through his pants. "Please," she whispers, her eyes meeting his and holding them there. "I need you... I want you..."

His hands find their way under her sweater and bra, cupping her breasts as she arches into his touch. Her nipples harden even more at the contact, and she lets out a soft moan into his mouth. Unable to hold back any longer, she moves her hips harder against him, grinding down on his erection through their clothes.

"Please..." she whispers again, their kisses growing deeper as she tries to communicate how much she needs this connection with him. "Chaparro... I want you so bad..." She takes one of his hands and guides it beneath her sweater, feeling the warmth of his skin against her bare skin. "Touch me..."

Her eyes slide closed and she moans out loud as he touches her. His hand cups her ass, squeezing firmly before moving to grope her through her panties, his thumb stroking over her clit, sending shivers down her spine. "Chaparro..." she whimpers, arching into his touch. Her breath hitches and her hips buck against him, grinding harder as he continues to tease her mercilessly.

His erection presses insistently against her, demanding more contact, and Jane finally relents, moving to lower herself further onto his lap. With a moan, she guides the hard length of him through the fly of her pants and into her aching sex. He's so hot and thick inside of her, filling her up completely. "Ahh..." She lets out a shuddering breath as she begins to move up

As he thrusts into her, Jane bites down on her lip to muffle the moans escaping her throat. Her back arches off the couch and she digs her nails into his shoulders, gripping him tightly as their hips slide together in a rhythm that leaves them both breathless. She can feel herself growing closer and closer to the edge with every stroke of his hard length inside her.

Without thinking, Jane wraps her legs around him, hooking her ankles behind his back for leverage as she presses herself even tighter against his thrusts. "Chaparro..." she whispers, feeling so overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, and her nipples are hardened into peaks against his bare chest.

Her orgasm builds and builds until it explodes around them in a storm

As her climax crashes over them, Jane's entire body tenses and shudders with release. Her nails dig into his shoulders harder and she arches off the couch again, trying to get closer to him as she comes undone. The pleasure washes through her in waves, leaving her breathless and completely spent.

With a satisfied groan, Chaparro thrusts deeply inside of her one final time before stiffening and filling her with his release. Jane's eyes slide closed and she can feel the warmth spreading through her as he comes, pulsing deep inside of her. She whimpers softly, trying to catch her breath as waves of aftershocks roll through them both.

Eventually, their breathing begins to slow, and Jane pulls back slightly from him so that she can look into his eyes. "You're... amazing," she whispers, a shy smile tugging

Her face flushes slightly as he says this, not quite knowing what to say in return besides the obvious. She leans forward and gently licks her lips before moving even closer, so that they're mere inches apart now. "I... I want more," she whispers, her voice barely a breath. Her fingers flutter nervously against his chest, tracing circles there as she tries to gauge his reaction to what she's just said.

It takes all of her courage to say these words out loud, and yet here they are: "Chaparro... I want us... together." She pauses, swallowing hard, afraid that he might not understand or react well to this sudden admission from her. "I know you probably don't feel the same way about me," she continues, looking away shamefully now. "But..." Her voice trails off into silence as she searches for the right words to explain how she

As their lips meet in a hungry, desperate kiss, Jane feels something inside her relax at the knowledge that he does feel the same way about her, even if it's only after she finally built up the courage to tell him how much she cared. The tension that had been building since she confessed slips away, replaced by a warmth and closeness that she hadn't known was possible between them. Her hands move to grip his hair tightly as he deepens their kiss, fisting it in her fingers as he starts to thrust again, this time with renewed vigor and passion.

Jane moans into his mouth, arching her back off the couch as pleasure washes over her again. She can feel herself growing wetter for him once more, and she whimpers out a plea for more, "Chaparro..." Her hips move in time with his, their bodies sliding together in a