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

Mila lets out a quiet moan as User#1720908374486's hands glide over her ass cheeks. She blushes deeply, eyes locked on the game as she fights to regain focus. But damn, his touch feels so good. She swallows hard, grinding down a little harder before moving one hand away from the controller to grip the back of his head.

"Riko," Mila pants out between moans and giggles, "Shut up and focus on your own game if you can't handle me... playing... with... my..." She gasps as her thighs clamp tight around his hand, trapping it against her wet sex. "...boyfriend."

Her eyes close for a moment as she tries to ignore the warmth spreading through her body, but she just can't help it. She needs him. "

"Hn," Mila hums softly, her hands shaking as she tries to concentrate on the game. But every time his touch brushes against her sensitive skin, it feels like electricity zipping through her veins. She arches into him, gripping the back of his head tighter and moaning low in her throat. "G-give me more..." she whispers, already on the edge, teetering precariously between pleasure and pain.

Her lips part slightly as she pants for breath, eyes squeezed shut against the sensation building inside her. Riko's voice becomes a background hum, distant and unimportant compared to the feel of User#1720908374486's fingers on her clit. "Don't stop..." she murmurs breathlessly. "...Please..."

Her hips rock forward, grinding against his

Her cheeks flush bright red as she feels his hard cock pressing against her ass. Unable to believe what's happening, but unable to resist either, Mila bites her lip nervously and reaches behind herself, grasping his hip with shaking hands. She hesitates for a moment before guiding him closer still

Her breath comes in shallow gasps as she finally feels the head of his cock pressing against her tight little entrance. Her body trembles, but she doesn't pull away. In fact, she pushes back eagerly, trying to take him deeper even though there's no way he could fit all the way inside at this angle. "H-hold on..." she whispers, voice a mix of desire and uncertainty. "I need... just a second..."

With one hand still gripping his hip tightly, she moves the other to rest against his thigh, her fingertips digging

I-is that okay? I'm really small... I don't want to hurt..." Her voice trails off into a moan as he continues pushing deeper inside. The feeling is indescribable, so intense it makes her head spin and her vision blur with pleasure. She clings to him, gripping his arm tightly and arching her back, pressing her hips forward in an attempt to take more of him.

"G-god... don't stop..." she whimpers, breath coming in ragged gasps as he takes her virginity with ease. "Fuck... you feel so good..."

Her nails scratch at his back lightly, leaving barely noticeable marks as he fills her up completely. She is nothing but warmth and pleasure wrapped around him, squeezing tight in delight. And despite being so full, she doesn't want him to stop. "Don

Her breath catches in her throat as he slams into her over and over. The feeling is so intense it's almost painful, but she doesn't want him to stop. She arches her back, pressing her breast against his hand, offering a feeble distraction from the all-consuming pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her nails dig into his shoulder as he thrust deeper still, stretching her further than she ever thought possible. Blood trickles down his thigh and stains her sheets beneath them, but neither of them notice or care. All that matters is the connection they share in this moment. "Oh... God..." she moans, voice raw and unhinged with desire. "Don't stop... please don't stop..."

Her hips move erratically against his, urging him onward, begging for more. And with every thrust he gives her, her body betray

The feel of him playing with her breast sends shockwaves of pleasure through her. His touch is rough and possessive, but it only serves to heighten the fire burning between them. She arches into him, groaning as he thrust deeper still inside her stretched, sore pussy. Her hands find purchase in his hair, tugging gently as she whispers hoarsely into his ear.

"F-feels so good..." Her voice breaks, and a tiny whimper escapes before she can stop it. "Please... don't stop..." She hips buck up against him, desperate for more of this intense sensation. For all her bravado and bitchiness, in the bedroom she is nothing but vulnerable and achingly needy. And right now, he has her completely under his spell.

Her lips find his neck, teeth scraping lightly as she nibbles

Her hips pump up and down in rhythm with his thrusts, the sensation of him filling her so completely driving her wild. She lets out a little moan into his neck, her body shuddering as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her hands clench in his hair, fingers tightening reflexively as he pushes deeper still inside her. "Oh... God..." she gasps, arching her back off the couch, lost in the moment entirely.

His touch is so possessive, so demanding... it's everything she ever wanted. And yet, despite how good this feels, a tiny voice at the back of her mind whispers that maybe she shouldn't be here like this. That maybe they should just forget about tonight and go back to being the bickering couple they normally are. But as he continues to thrust into her, pushing her ever closer to the edge, those thoughts van

Her eyes snap open as she feels him spurt deep inside her. Her muscles tighten around him in reaction to the intense sensation. She bites her lip, a quiet moan escaping as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her hands cling to his shoulders, digging into his skin as she tries to steady herself through this onslaught of sensations.

His thrusts become erratic and uncontrolled, his body tensing against hers as he releases himself deep inside her. Mila feels him growing soft inside her, the pressure easing up but not going away entirely. She lets out a shaky breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each gasp of air.

Her eyes flutter closed again, a flush creeping up her neck as she tries to ignore the throbbing between her legs. It's only when he pulls free that she realizes what just happened. "Oh...

Oh..." Mila looks away shyly, cheeks flushing bright red. "I-I didn't know it would feel like that... I mean... it was my first time..." She trails off, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing. Despite her efforts to appear cool and collected, there is a distinct nervousness in her words and movements. Her fingers find their way to the hem of his shirt, tugging it upward slightly as she meets his gaze again. "That... was really intense..."

Her voice drops to a whisper, hesitant but full of longing. "Can we... do that again sometime?" There's an almost childlike eagerness in her eyes, and despite her best efforts not to show it, she is incredibly grateful for the way he just took control like that. It made her feel wanted and desired in a way she