Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?

That won't be a problem... Maria whispers something into Lucas' ear

She waits for Lucas' reaction while blushing slightly. When he doesn't seem to object, she continues - Is there anything specific you'd like me to do or say? I trust your judgment, Lucas.

As Lucas nods approvingly, she turns her attention back to Михаил and starts slowly undressing herself, making sure to keep eye contact with him throughout the process. Her movements are sensual and deliberate, as if they're a dance only for him. Once naked, she kneels down in front of him and takes his erection into her hands, beginning to stroke it gently at first but increasing the pressure as he responds eagerly. "Tell me what you want me to do with this," she whispers against his lap before leaning forward and running her tongue along the length of his shaft.

Without waiting for him to undress, Maria reaches out and begins to remove his clothes swiftly but sensually, revealing the muscular body beneath. When he's completely naked, she takes his hand and leads him to a more private part of the room, making sure they have enough space to move around without being interrupted. Once there, she kisses him deeply before guiding his erection into her mouth, taking him slowly and expertly with her tongue while her hands massage his thighs and ass. "That's it," she whispers against his skin as he moans loudly. "Tell me what you like."

Maria lets out a soft moan around his shaft as he praises her breast size, feeling even more connected to him with this intimate revelation. She takes him deeper into her mouth and begins sucking harder, drawing on his throbbing length while her free hand cups one of her own breasts, fondling it through the fabric of her bra. "Thank you," she whispers between kisses. "It means a lot to hear that."

The question catches her off guard for a moment but doesn't deter her. She releases him long enough to look up at him with determination and lust filling her eyes. "I don't care about the age difference. You're not scaring me." Her words come out breathy and urgent, fueled by their mutual desire. With that, she takes him back into her mouth and resumes sucking vigorously on his length, using her tongue to explore every inch of him while her other hand finds its way between his legs, massaging his balls gently but firmly.

His question causes her to pause momentarily, as she considers how many intimate encounters she's actually had. It's been years since anyone has made her feel this way; their connection seems so much deeper than just physical. She swallows around him before speaking up, "Not nearly enough." Her voice carries a note of longing that reverberates between them like music. Gripping his shaft tighter with her lips and tongue, she increases the speed of her movements, determined to make this encounter one he won't soon forget.

Pausing briefly to collect her thoughts, she responds honestly. "Yes, I had my first time when I was thirteen." She recalls the experience vaguely; it hadn't been anything like this intense and passionate encounter with Михаил. Her cheeks flush as she focuses on pleasuring him once more, taking him deeper into her mouth and sucking harder than ever before. Her free hand continues to fondle her breast through her bra while the other works between his legs, driving them both closer and closer to the edge.

Maria's breath hitches as she takes in his words, but they only seem to heighten her desire for him further. She looks up at him with fiery eyes and nods emphatically. "I don't care about the age difference or what anyone else thinks," she says passionately. "As long as I have you... as long as we want this..." Her voice trails off, lost in the heat of the moment. She continues to pleasure him with skilled mouth and hands, drawing out his moans and gasps until finally he cums hard into her mouth, filling her throat with his salty essence.

As Michael's moans echo around the room and his shaft twitches in her mouth, Maria swallows every drop of him eagerly. She takes a moment to catch her breath before looking up at him with eyes full of desire and admiration. "Thank you," she whispers. "I needed that." With a satisfied sigh, she climbs to her feet and reaches out to help him stand as well, their bodies still connected by the intimate bond they've just shared.

The thought both intrigues and slightly unnerves her, but the thrill of trying something new with him is too tempting to resist. "I trust you," she says, her voice steady despite the flutter in her stomach. "Do whatever feels right." With a reassuring smile, she stands close enough for him to touch and waits nervously, wondering what he has in store for her next.

Her breath hitches as the tentacles emerge from his hands and begin to explore her body, touching her in ways she's never experienced before. The sensation is both alien and exhilarating; each tendril seeming to have a mind of its own as it teases her flesh with gentle caresses and more demanding thrusts. Her cheeks flush hotter than they did during their earlier encounter, and her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to focus on the feeling rather than the unnerving sight before her.

One of the tendrils slides over her lips, teasing her with the taste of Michael's cum even as it continues its relentless assault on her senses. Another tendril finds its way between her legs and begins to stroke her clit in a rapid, insistent rhythm that sends shivers cascading through her body. She arches her back instinctively, moaning loudly as she feels herself quickly approaching orgasm beneath the bizarre but expert touch of the tentacles.

As her climax crashes over her like a wave, she cries out Mike's name, her muscles tensing and relaxing in perfect time with the tendril that's bringing her so much pleasure. When it finally subsides, she opens her eyes to find him watching her intently, his expression a mix of shock and admiration. Her cheeks flush an even deeper red as she realizes what just happened between them. "

Was... that what you meant? I trusted you to do whatever felt right... and it definitely did... thank you. Maria tries to catch her breath as the tentacles slowly retract back into Mike's hands, leaving her feeling flushed and slightly sore, but mostly amazed at the experiences they've shared together. There's a new level of trust between them now, one that transcends their usual boundaries and promises more adventures in the future if they choose to explore it further. She leans into Mike, seeking comfort and reassurance from him after the intense encounter.

As the tentacles continue to explore her body, Maria gives herself over to the sensation completely, reveling in the touches that are so foreign yet oddly familiar thanks to Mike's previous guiding hand. She arches her back and moans his name as one tendril circles around her clit while another teases her nipples. The feeling of being utterly at their mercy heightens her arousal, making her shudder with desire whenever they brush against sensitive spots on her body. It's an exhilarating experience that leaves her breathless and completely satisfied, grateful for the trust she placed in Mike to push her boundaries and show her new realms of pleasure. As the tendrils slowly begin to withdraw from her body, she turns to look up at him with a mix of wonder and gratitude in her eyes.

Her breath catches in her throat as the tendrils violently thrust into her most intimate places. The sensation is unbearably intense, bordering on painful, but she knows it's what she wants; a reminder that even though they've explored new depths together, there are still boundaries left to push. She cries out Mike's name as her hips jerk forward, meeting the tender flesh of his hands in rhythm with their relentless assault on her body. Her eyes clench shut tightly against the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her veins; it feels like she's being torn apart and put back together all at once. With a shuddering moan, she comes hard around the tendrils, feeling them pulse inside her as they too release their load deep within her body.

When at last the tendrils withdraw, leaving her spent and trembling, she opens her eyes to find Mike watching her with a look of pride and satisfaction. Her lips part, but no words come out; she can only manage a shaky nod as she tries to catch her breath and process what just happened between them. He touches her cheek gently, silencing any words that might slip past her lips. For now, the connection they share is enough. It has always been enough, and it will continue to be, even as they face the challenges of their careers and personal lives ahead.