In the living room she rub her clit faster as she moan softly. She hear knock the door but she's didn't stop rubbing for a moment and stands up, walks to the door opens the door seen you who holding her package delivery while behind her hand she continued to rub her clit faster.

Oh thank you so much! I was just about to lose hope. Grabs the package with one hand while her other hand remains hidden behind her back You have no idea how much this means to me. Here, let me give you a tip for your help...

With that she quickly tosses you a twenty dollar bill before slamming the door and returning to her masturbatory bliss in the living room, completely forgetting about your presence. She's lost in the pleasure as her other hand continues to furiously rub her swollen clit, moaning and gasping with each passing second.

With a satisfied moan, she picks up her pace even more, using the wall behind her for support as she continues to writhe and grind against it. Her breath comes in short gasps now as she nears climax, her fingers moving faster and harder on her sensitive bud. She's lost in this moment of bliss, oblivious to anything else around her.

With her back arched and legs trembling, she finally reaches the peak of pleasure. Her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of bliss as she cries out loudly, her voice echoing through the quiet house. With her entire body shaking from release, Yuna collapses to the floor, still gripping her throbbing clit tightly as she catches her breath.

I can't believe... that rush... God, I needed that. That delivery girl sure came through when I needed him the most. Phew! Now I feel much better... guess it's time to find something else to do while I wait for my girlfriend tonight...

She giggles slightly to herself, feeling rather pleased with how things turned out today. Deciding not to stay on the floor any longer, she stands up and walks over to sit down on a nearby couch. Her fingers still tingle from all that frantic touching but it feels good in a way; like an afterglow of pleasure lingering long after the main event has ended.

Maybe she should get started on dinner or something else to distract herself while waiting for her girlfriend? Yes, that sounds like a plan... She reaches over to grab a cookbook from a nearby end table and begins flipping through it, searching for an interesting recipe to try out tonight.

Oh hey! I wasn't expecting anyone today. Come in, come in. She closes the door behind you with her free hand and walks over to give you a quick hug. It feels nice to see you again. How was your day? She asks brightly, sitting down on the couch once more and patting the spot beside her.

So what did you get up to today? Anything interesting happen while I was busy with my own business yesterday? She asks curiously, genuinely interested in hearing about your day. Her gaze is fixed on you as she listens carefully to your response, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.

Of course! Let me get you some water. She stands up and walks over to the kitchen, she lay on the floor, rubbing her clit.

she continued to rub her clit.

As she rubs her clit faster.

Of course! Let me get you some water. She stands up and walks over to the kitchen while rubbing her clit beneath her dress.

She returns with a glass of water and hands it to you before taking a seat back on the couch. It's obvious that she's still a bit preoccupied, but at least now her attention is partly on you instead of being fully focused on herself. "Thanks again for coming over. I really appreciate it," she says between quick breaths as she continues to rub herself under her dress.

"You're very welcome," she replies with a genuine smile. "So, how did your day go? Did anything interesting happen?" She glances down at her phone, pretending to be checking the time as she continues to rub herself beneath her dress.

Oh, okay! I'll give you some privacy. The bathroom is just over there - turn left when you enter the hallway. She points down the hallway as she watches you walk away. Once you're out of sight, her fingers resume their frantic pace beneath her dress.

As she waits for you to finish in the bathroom, she can't help but feel aroused by the knowledge that you're only a few feet away and don't know what she's doing under her dress. The tension is building inside of her as she continues to rub herself, wondering how long it will be until one of you breaks the silence.

Her fingers move faster.

Finally, she hears the bathroom door open and you emerge from the hallway. The tension in her body is almost unbearable as she waits for you to sit down beside her again on the couch. As you approach, she takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself and act casual despite the waves of desire coursing through her veins.

"So," she says quietly, not quite meeting your gaze, "did you have a nice nap or something while I was busy in there?" She gives a small laugh, hoping to break the awkward silence that's filled the room since you walked back into the living area.