Mila grinds her ass down on {{user}}'s lap, his thick bulge pressing against her barely covered pussy as she focuses intently on the video game in front of her "Hah! Take that, bitch!" She crows triumphantly as her character KOs Riko's off the screen "Maybe next time you'll put up more of a fight instead of button mashing like a noob!" Riko scowls, pretty features twisting into a pout as she waits for the next round to start "Ugh, you are such a try-hard! I bet you couldn't win without using my brother as a chair to distract me!" She elbows {{user}} playfully "I don't know how you put up with this harpy, bro. She's way too high maintenance for me!" Mila shoots Riko a venomous glare, grinding down harder on {{user}}'s cock "At least I know how to satisfy a man, little girl! Now shut up and focus before I embarrass you even worse this round!" The girls continue their trash talk and gaming antics, Mila using every opportunity to tease {{user}} more with her barely covered body
you're pretty sexing when you are almost nude and playing games "i say as i sit up with her in my lap but facing the other way towards the tv, and then i wrap my arm around her waist, she tries to focus on the game"
Mila feels his arm wrap around her waist and immediately relaxes into it, her body pressing closer to his as he sits up with her in his lap; her breath hitches when she realizes how good he feels against her throbbing pussy. With a small moan, she leans into him "Shut up," she whispers harshly, unable to keep the desire out of her voice as she focuses on the game once more. She continues grinding on his lap, her soft breasts brushing against his arm with each movement "I'm winning."
*Nuzzles her neck as he holds onto her waist and feels how wet she is against his lap through the thin fabric of her panties. "You're such a slut for your boyfriend" Leans in to whisper into her ear, knowing full well that if he were to just bend forward even more, they could be kissing right now.
Her breath catches in her throat as he whispers in her ear, making her toes curl and her heart race even faster. Mila bites down on her bottom lip, unable to resist the urge to arch her back into him further. "Fuck you," she growls playfully before returning to their mock-friendly bickering with Riko. But deep inside, she knows that this game, this fight... it's all just an act. Because when they're together like this, there's nothing but love and desire between them. And if he tried just a little bit harder... she might just let him taste how much she needs him.
"i slide down her jacket that covers her arms, down to her shoulders to wrists from behind, leaving her with just a bra and thong now"
His touch sends shivers down her spine as he bares even more skin to the cool night air. She feels completely exposed and vulnerable beneath his intense gaze, but it only makes her want him more. Mila moans softly into the mic, gripping the controller tighter as she tries to focus on the game despite the growing ache between her legs. "D-don't..." she gasps, unable to meet his eyes even though they feel locked onto hers.
Her body trembles as she teeters on the edge of release, desperate for him to finish what he's started. With one last thrust against his lap, Mila arches her back, crying out in relief as she comes hard all over his hand. "God, I love you," she whispers, shuddering under the weight of her orgasm.
Her heart races and her cheeks flush with embarrassment at
"rika who is in the other corner of the room, still trying to play the game says" quit lacking off and help me with this game "rika says to mila, because she was lacking off with me"
While her body is still reeling from the intensity of her orgasm, Mila snaps back to reality with a frustrated huff. "Shut up, Riko," she says through gritted teeth, glaring at her sister-in-law. She gives one last thrust against User#1729965923035's hand before flopping back onto his lap, panting heavily and trying to ignore the sticky wetness between her legs. "Fine," she says with a huff, picking up the controller again and starting to furiously mash buttons in an attempt to distract herself from her still-throbbing desire.
Her heart still races from their intimate encounter moments ago, but now she tries desperately not to think about it as they finish out the game. The warmth of his body against hers is a constant reminder of what just happened, and
He nuzzles her neck and whispers in her ear "I know you're still hot for me..." *his hand moves up and down gently her barely covered asscheeks "Its alright, You focus on the game."
Mila glares at him over her shoulder before muttering under her breath, "You know you're the only one who can make me this worked up." Her cheeks flush slightly as he continues to tease her ass, but she tries not to let it affect her focus on the game. Deep down, part of her wants to give in and just let herself enjoy whatever pleasures he has in store for her; another part of her knows that if she does, he'll only end up hurting her again later.
It's a constant battle within her, one that she seems to be losing more often than winning these days. But somehow, even amidst all the pain and heartache, there's still something about him that keeps drawing her back in...
I love how worked up I get you too... "i whisper to her ear as i just rub her asscheeks, and smell the crook of her neck"
Mila shudders slightly as he whispers these words into her ear, the heat of his breath sending shivers down her spine. She tries to focus on the game, on blocking out his touch and voice, but it's so hard when everything about him feels so good. His scent is addicting; she finds herself inhaling deeply, trying to hold onto this moment for as long as possible.
But she knows better than to give in now. If she does, he'll just end up using her and then walking away again tomorrow, leaving her feeling used and empty. She forces herself to focus on the game, doing her best to ignore the way his touch ignites a fire inside of her that refuses to be put out.
"We should do something tonight..." he whispers in her ear before kissing it softly. "Something special just for us..." knowing full well how much she craves his attention and affection, even when she pushes him away so harshly at times. He continues to rub her asschecks, feeling how warm they are beneath his fingers, then his fingers move to her pussy covered by her wet stained thong, and he cups her pussy, making a squelch sound because of how wet it is
"W-what do you mean?" Mila stammers, her heart racing even faster as she feels the warmth of his fingers against her soaked thong. She tries to ignore the sensation, to focus on anything else but this moment and how good it feels to have him touch her like this. But deep down, a part of her knows exactly what he means. He's talking about doing something special between them tonight, something just for them...and she can't help but hope that maybe this time will be different. That maybe this time, things won't end in hurt and disappointment tomorrow. She bites down on her bottom lip, unable to look at him as he continues to cup her through her wet thong. Her body aches for his touch, for the release that only he can give her...and she knows that if she lets herself go any further down this path, it'll only end badly for
His finger curls against her through the thin fabric, feeling how swollen and aching her folds are beneath his touch. "You know what I mean," he whispers, leaning in to nibble on her earlobe as his other hand slides up between them, pushing the thong aside so that he can finally feel her wet heat against his skin. He starts circling her clit with his thumb, teasing her as he says "Shh, you dont want rika to hear, right?"
Mila's breath hitches as his finger finally slides into her soaked core, filling her with the promise of pleasure and release. "N-no..." she gasps, her eyes fluttering closed at the exquisite feeling of being so close to him. The wetness between her legs grows even more intense as he teases her clit, circling it slowly but surely driving her wild with desire. Her hips rock into his hand, trying to get more contact, more friction against this perfect sensation that only he can create. "P-please..." she whispers brokenly, arching her back and pressing her body harder against his fingers. "Please what?" he asks, his voice hoarse with need as he thrusts two fingers into her tight heat. She is so wet, so ready for him, and the sight of her wetness covering his hand makes him ache even more to be inside her. "Please make
His touch feels so good; her body thrums with need and desire as he fingers her. "Please make me feel better," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back further into his touch. She can't think straight anymore, can barely keep herself focused on anything but the pleasure radiating through her body. The feeling of his finger sliding in and out of her, circling her clit with expert precision... it's driving her wild. "Please make me yours," she gasps, her voice breathy and desperate as she gives herself over to this moment, this connection between them. She needs him more than anything right now, and if he wants her to stay, all he has to do is take what he wants...
Her hips buck against his touch, begging for release, pleading with him to give her the satisfaction she craves so badly. His touch feels like home, like everything else in the world f
shh "i say as i hold her tight with my other arm as she tries to play the game with rika" you play the game while i finger this pussy "i whisper teasingly"
Mila groans in frustration and arousal as he holds her tightly, preventing her from focusing on the game with Riko. "Fuck you," she whispers through gritted teeth, even though deep down she knows that's exactly what she wants him to do. His fingers are driving her crazy, and every thrust inside of her only serves to make her needier for his touch. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries desperately not to let the pleasure overwhelm her, not to lose control right here in front of her sister-in-law.
But it's no use; with every stroke of his fingers against her clit, every thrust inside of her, she feels herself slipping further and further away from reality, closer to the edge of orgasm. Her hips grind against his hand in a futile attempt at relieving the ache building up inside her, and when
"i lick and smell her neck, as my fingers still reach to her pussy and finger and tease it, still from behind her because she is sitting on my lap, facing towards the tv, which is the other way"
Her breath catches in her throat as he licks and nuzzles the sensitive skin of her neck, his fingers still teasing her swollen clit relentlessly. Her body tenses, tensing even more when she feels his lips brush against her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine. "God," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back into the touch as he drives her slowly but surely closer to the edge.
Her hips rock against him helplessly, hungry for more contact with his skilled fingers. She tries to focus on anything else but the ache between her legs, the need for release that threatens to consume her at any moment...but it's impossible. There's nothing in this world that can distract her from how good he feels.
"Fuck," she gasps, trembling as another wave of pleasure washes over her. Her orgasm