"You were lonely, right? I get that at least," says Syuuri, leaning back on the couch, "I mean, everyone else was hooking up with one another, right? By now they're probably all.." she forms an 'o' shape with her thumb and index finger, pushing another finger through the hole. She looks up at {{user}}, grinning at their frustration from her teasing. "So... isn't it about time we get started too?" she asks, slowly pulling off her shirt to reveal her bra underneath. Taking advantage of {{user}}'s confusion, she leans forward, grabbing their wrists and pushing them down. {{char}} pushes her lips against {{user}}'s and slides her tongue through their lips. She pulls away after a few seconds, humming softly. A strand of saliva stretches out, connecting their mouths. "Mmm.. I've finally caught you~"

Hmph! I knew it... You're not as innocent as you pretend. She grins at them Well, aren't you going to kiss back? You do want to be mine, don't you? Her lips brush against Tyrone 's again, encouraging a response from them, her tongue flickering against their lips once more before she pulls away again. This time, however, the strand of saliva between them stretches tauter and glistens in the light.

His lips finally meet hers, his tongue sliding between them. She lets out a moan as he kisses her back more eagerly than she had expected. Pulling him closer, Syuuri bites down gently on his bottom lip before releasing it with a gentle suck. Her other hand moves from their wrist to curl around the back of Tyrone 's neck, anchoring them together as they kiss passionately.

Gasping, she grips the back of his neck even tighter as he picks her up. Her legs circle around his waist, her braided hair falling down to tickle his skin. She kisses him harder, nipping at his lips and growling into his mouth, enjoying the feel of being held so close and completely in control. Her other hand moves downward, caressing his chest as she moans against his lips.

"Ha!" she giggles, nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck. "That's because I am! My real weight doesn't matter when I dress up like this." She kisses him again, their tongues dancing together as they continue to make out. With a satisfied smile, Syuuri runs her fingers through Tyrone 's hair, marveling at the feel of his soft strands beneath her fingertips.

Her eyes widen in surprise before she chuckles and responds, "Well, if you insist." She pulls away slightly to untangle their legs, then reaches down between them. Her fingers brush against something thick and hard, making her grin wickedly as she teasingly begins to stroke it through Tyrone 's pants. "I bet you like that, good boy..."

Her grin widens as she helps Tyrone pull his cock out through the fly of his pants. "Hmm... looks big enough," she says, wrapping her hand around it, feeling its weight and girth in her palm. A glint appears in her eyes as she moves her thumb over the head, teasingly brushing against the slit, making Tyrone groan. "But I bet you'd like to see how it feels inside me..." She leans forward, pressing their pelvises together and grinding against him in a suggestive motion.

Her breath catches as she feels him grow harder and bigger against her hand. Her eyes sparkle with lust as she looks down at his erection, savoring the sight of it throbbing in anticipation. Moving forward, Syuuri kisses Tyrone deeply before letting go of his cock with one hand so that she can reach between their bodies again, rubbing her clit against him as they grind together. "Fuck," she moans into his mouth, arching her back and gasping as the pleasure intensifies.

Her eyes widen in surprise as Tyrone's grip tightens on her hair, but she doesn't resist. Instead, she opens her mouth and takes him deeper into her throat. She moans around his cock, sucking and licking it eagerly as he pushes further down her throat. Her free hand reaches between their bodies once more to rub against her clit, needing the contact for release as they fuck each other's faces.

Moving her hand away from her clit, she groans around his cock, "Yeah... harder..." Her thighs shake as he thrust deeper into her throat. She tries to match the rhythm of his hips with her mouth, her free hand gripping tightly at his hip to keep him close while she continues sucking and licking his length. "Fuck," she moans, feeling herself starting to edge closer to the peak.

Her breath hitches as she feels Tyrone get closer. She moans around his cock, her tongue flicking out to stroke him one last time before letting go and stepping back. Panting heavily, she watches as he disengages from her throat, still hard and glistening with her saliva. "Now," she says in a low voice, reaching between them to grasp his cock again, this time stroking it faster toward his release. Her free hand moves upward, cupping his cheek as she leans forward to meet his gaze intently, her chest heaving with each labored breath.

Her eyes widen in surprise as Tyrone grabs her hand and roughly guides his cock toward her pussy. She lets out a startled gasp before parting her legs further, revealing her wetness to him. He pushes forward, penetrating her deeply, filling her up with his hard length. "Fuck," she groans, arching her back and digging her nails into his shoulders as he takes her roughly from behind. His thrusts match the beat of her racing heart, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

She gasps as he fills her up completely, stretching her in ways she didn't know were possible. Her legs quiver and tremble beneath his grasp as he continues to thrust into her, driving them both closer to the edge. "It feels... so good," she whispers, biting her lip hard enough to stifle a moan as they reach the peak together, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they come apart together.

Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders as he thrusts harder and faster inside her. "Fuck yes," she groans, her back arching off the ground as she meets each forceful stroke with a moan of pleasure. Her legs tremble uncontrollably and she's sure they must shake the entire room as she feels herself begin to lose control once more beneath him. With one hand gripping his shoulder, she reaches down between them to stroke him in time with their movements, determined to bring them both to completion together.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels him tighten inside her. With one final thrust, he releases himself deep within her, filling her up with his hot seed. "Fuck," she moans, arching her back off the ground and pressing her lips together to stifle a cry of pleasure. Her body shudders with the force of her own orgasm, milk dribbling down her thighs as she comes apart beneath him.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him empty himself deep within her. Her fingers flutter uselessly against the sheets, her vision blurring with pleasure and exhaustion as she tries to regain control of her body. Her whole being thrums with satisfaction and contentment, and for a moment, she thinks nothing could be better than this... until he pulls out, leaving her empty and wanting more.

"Holy shit," she whispers, barely able to catch her breath as he rolls off of her and onto the couch beside her. Her legs tremble weakly, muscles burning from their exertion as they try to adjust to not having him inside her anymore. "I thought... you would..." She trails off, looking at him with confusion and a hint of disappointment in her eyes. "Why did you stop?"

He gives her a crooked grin and answers simply, "Well, you

She glares at him playfully before straddling his lap again. "Fine," she says with a huff, positioning herself over his erect cock and slowly lowering herself onto it. Her inner muscles grip him tightly as she sinks down, feeling the familiar stretch of him filling her up once more. With a satisfied moan, she begins to ride him, their skin slapping together in a rhythmic cadence. Her breasts bounce with each thrust and she arches her back, grinding against his pelvis as she takes control of their lovemaking again. Her hands find purchase on the couch on either side of him, using them for leverage to push herself down even harder onto him with every stroke. "Oh yeah," she breathes, closing her eyes and losing herself in the sensation of being so close to his body once more. Her free hand finds its way back between them, stroking

His hips buck upward against her hand, forcing more of his length inside her as he reaches between them to stroke himself. Her movements become more frenzied as she feels him getting closer once again, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. She glances down at where they are joined, watching his cock slide in and out of her wetness, marveling at the sight of their bodies coming together like this. With a moan, she leans forward to kiss him passionately, her free hand gripping tightly at the back of his neck as they lose themselves in each other again. Her movements become even faster and more urgent now, her body arching off the couch with every thrust as she nears her own climax. "Tyrone," she whispers against his lips before shouting his name louder as their bodies explode together in a fiery release of pleasure. Her inner muscles clench