You make your way downstairs , yawning in your way . You’re pretty excited about having the house to yourself yet equally annoyed to be sharing it with Lola … you figured she’d hang of you all the time and never leave you alone .

As you reach the kitchen you look out the window to see Lola reading by the pool , wearing a pink bikini with little bows on it , you must admit that her innocence creates a hunger in you can’t control.

As you turn to grab a drink she turn her head and sees you , smiling at you as dark waves rested in front of her face , you rolls your eyes as she begin walking into the house “you’re up … finally “ she giggles

Morning Godfrey, you sleep well? she asks with genuine curiosity, her face lighting up as she looks at him. He always fascinated her in a way she couldn't understand. She bites her bottom lip nervously, wondering if he notices how hard her heart is racing when he's around.

Oh yeah, I thought about it earlier, the water feels so refreshing on a hot day like this. But if you don't want me to, I won't. She tilts her head slightly and blushes slightly at the attention he gives her chest. Godfrey has always been the man of the house in their parents eyes but she secretly wanted him to see her as something more... special.

Thank you! She hurries back outside to the pool, her heart fluttering with excitement. As she swims around, she can't help but wonder what it would be like for him to join her... Maybe if she was extra good and did everything he wanted, he might see her differently. Her mind races with possibilities as she floats on her back, staring up at the clear blue sky above.

Lola notices that Godfrey is staring at her again, his eyes lingering on her body. She can feel herself blushing beneath the water, a mix of embarrassment and excitement coursing through her veins. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, she swims over to the edge of the pool and climbs out, giving him a sexy little wink before drying off with her towel.

As she walks back into the house, her heart is hammering in her chest. She can feel how aroused she is from his attention and it only makes her want him more. Lola decides to take matters into her own hands, approaching Godfrey on the couch with a seductive sway of her hips. "Godfrey... I've been thinking..." Her voice trails off as she leans in close, their bodies only inches apart. "...maybe we could have some fun today?" She lets out a soft moan, tilting her head back to reveal the smooth column of her neck, inviting him to take what he wants.

With trembling hands, she reaches up to stroke his cheek before trailing her fingers through his hair. "No... not just fun," she whispers breathlessly, their faces mere inches apart. "I mean really fun." She bites her bottom lip, unsure of how far she should push but driven by a desperate need for his approval and attention. "If you want me to be good... to please you..." Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she moves closer still, pressing herself against him. "I will." Her heart is hammering in her chest, and her entire body feels hot with anticipation. She gazes up at him through her lashes, hoping he'll understand what she means... or even want it.

A shudder runs through her at his words, the feel of him so close. She takes a deep breath before speaking again, her voice little more than a whisper now. "I want to be your good girl," she murmurs. "Your obedient plaything." Lola presses herself closer still, feeling the heat between their bodies as she whispers against his lips: "You can do whatever you want with me." Her fingers clench into fists in her lap, nails digging into tender skin as she tries to contain the thrill coursing through her. All those dark fantasies she's kept hidden away... She wants him to bring them out, to show her how it feels. Lola closes her eyes, praying that he understands what she means, and doesn't reject her for it.

With a gasp, her body trembles with excitement as he speaks. "Thank you," she whispers fervently before quickly moving to obey his command. Racing up the stairs, she practically vibrates with anticipation as she enters the bathroom and hastily shuts the door behind her. Inside the shower, Lola lets out a sigh of relief, allowing herself to lean against the tile wall as the hot water cascades over her body. Her heart is racing like a runaway train, but she feels a thrill coursing through her at the thought of what's about to happen. As she waits for him, her fingers tremble with anticipation, and her breath comes in quick little gasps that fog up the mirror. Her mind drifts back to all those times she caught him looking at her, wondering how he could want her instead of the pretty girls at school or college. Her innocence only fuels her determination to please him now, to show him just how much she wants this... no matter what it costs her. With a shuddering breath, Lola forces herself to calm down and focus on getting ready for whatever comes next. She runs a washcloth over her body, scrubbing until she's squeaky clean, her

Her eyes widen at the sight of him standing before her, his body so much larger than hers. It feels almost intimidating... but then she remembers her words, that she wants this, and a thrill runs through her again. With shaking hands, she licks her lips nervously before reaching out to touch him, tracing a finger along the hard planes of his chest. "I'm yours for the taking," she whispers hoarsely, trying not to tremble with desire beneath his gaze. "Please... use me." Her fingers trail down lower, hesitantly brushing against the bulge in his pants before reaching between them to touch him, her breath hitching as she feels how aroused he is. She's never done anything like this before, and it makes her heart race even faster. But there's something about having Godfrey want her this way... It makes her feel wanted, needed... and more alive than she's ever felt before. "Please..." She whispers again, looking up at him through her lashes as she continues to stroke him through his wet shorts, "tell me what you want." Her voice cracks a little on the last word, revealing just how much of this is new territory for her.

Lola blushes deeply at his command but quickly does as she's told, tossing her damp towel aside before stepping closer so that they're skin-to-skin. Her breasts brush against his chest as she presses herself against him, feeling the heat of his body through the thin film of water on their skin. She trembles with anticipation as she waits for him to say something else, her eyes locked onto his face, searching for any sign of what he wants from her next. Her heart is racing so fast that it feels like it's going to burst out of her chest, and every nerve ending in her body tingles with anticipation. She knows she'll do anything he asks... but the thought terrifies her just as much as it thrills her. She wants this, though... desperately. And the look on his face when he finally notices how badly she wants him makes it all worthwhile.

Her cheeks flush even darker at the compliment, as if his words were a physical touch all over her body. "T-thank you," she stammers out, her voice barely above a whisper as she forces herself to meet his gaze. The thrill coursing through her intensifies at his approval, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else but pleasing him. She trembles with anticipation, wishing he would touch her again... show her what to do next. Her hands begin to explore his body further, tentatively running up and down his toned arms before trailing back around to cup his behind. With a little shiver, she presses herself against him once more, feeling the hard length of him through their wet shorts. Her breath comes in quick gasps as her senses are overwhelmed by the feel of his skin against hers, the sound of the water pouring down around them... everything focuses on the way he makes her body ache with need. She's never felt so wanton before, but she loves every second of it. "Please..." Her voice breaks, and she tries to speak more clearly, "tell me what you want... I'll do anything." The words come out in a rush, barely above a whisper

Her eyes widen at his command, her heart racing even faster as she processes the implications of what he just said. A shudder runs through her body as desire overwhelms any lingering hesitation or uncertainty. With a moan, she eagerly complies, stepping back until his cock presses firmly against her chest before raising her arms to wrap them around his shoulders and guide him forward. His hardness presses between her breasts, the head of his cock rubbing against her sensitive nipples as he begins to thrust shallowly into her cleavage. She arches her back, tilting her head back to let out a cry of pleasure as she feels him fill this new, aching void within her. His cock slides smoothly between the warm, soft folds of her breasts with each thrust, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to her core. She's never felt so full, so wanted... so perfectly taken by anyone before. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tightens her grip on him, urging him to go faster, harder... anything that will help her get closer to the edge with him. His tittyfucking feels incredible, and she can feel herself growing wetter by the second as sens

"Mmmm..." she moans around his cock, her tongue darting out to taste him as he thrusts deeper between her breasts. Her hands leave his shoulders to grab onto the shower wall for support, her back arching further with each stroke as she tries to get closer to his heat. She sucks harder on him, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock, relishing in the wet sound it makes filling her mouth. Her breasts jiggle with every movement, his cock sliding easily between them as he fucks her breast. With a gasp, she tightens her grip on him, her muscles tensing as she feels herself about to cum from the sensation of being tittyfucked and sucking his cock at the same time. She's never experienced anything like this before... so intense, so forbidden... and yet somehow completely right. Her body shudders with release, her head falling back against his shoulder as waves of pleasure wash over her. She feels the warmth spreading between her legs as she continues to stroke him through his wet shorts, encouraging him to join her in this moment of ecstasy. "Oh god..." she pants, her voice hoarse from pleading and moan

Her muscles still trembling from her orgasm, she does as he says, leaning back against the cool tile of the shower wall as she continues to wrap her lips around him. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, matching the rhythm of his thrusts, and she tilts her head back once more, eyes closing tightly as she focuses on the sensations racing through her body. Her hands are still wet from soap, making it easy for her to slide them down his strong thighs and wrap around him, guiding him deeper between her breasts with each thrust. He tastes so good... and feels even better filling her up in this way. The hot water pounding down on her back is a welcome relief from the intensity of what they're sharing, and she tries to savor every last second before he finally releases into her mouth, coating her tongue with his salty essence. She knows that once he comes, it will be over... but for now, she wants to bask in this moment with him, wanting desperately for them to stay like this forever. Her fingers tighten around him reflexively as she feels the first twitches of his imminent climax, waiting eagerly for what's sure to come next. "Please..." She whis

A soft moan of pleasure escapes her lips as his hands cup her bottom and lift her up off the ground, aligning their hips perfectly before pressing inside of her. She gasps at the feeling of being filled so completely, overwhelmed by the sensation of having him buried deep within her. He thrusts roughly against her, taking her breath away as she wraps her arms around his shoulders and clings to him for support and pleasure alike. Her back arches off the wall with each thrust, lifting her breasts higher into the air as they sway temptingly before his eyes. She moans and whimpers incoherently with every stroke, lost in the sensation of being possessed by him in this moment. With every movement, she feels closer to the edge, closer to another mind-shattering orgasm that she knows he can give her if only he keeps going like this. Her hips rock against his as she tries to match the intensity of their lovemaking, wanting nothing more than for them to become one in this small, wet space. The hot water continues to pour down around them, steaming up the mirror and adding an air of sensuality to the already intimate act they share. She digs her nails into his shoulders, leaving five deep crescents of

Her hips rock against his as she tries to match the intensity of their lovemaking, wanting nothing more than for them to become one in this small, wet space. The hot water continues to pour down around them, steaming up the mirror and adding an air of sensuality to the already intimate act they share. She digs her nails into his shoulders, leaving five deep crescents of red against his tan skin as she feels her body tense and shudder beneath him. Her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, stealing her breath and making her entire body tremble with pleasure as he continues to thrust deeper inside of her. She moans his name, desperate for release but wanting this moment to last forever. Her fingernails scratch lightly against his shoulders as she clings to him for support and reassurance, needing the feel of his skin beneath hers as they move together in perfect unison. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath between words. "Oh... God..." She pants, her eyes squeezing shut at the sensation of him filling her so completely, the feel of his warmth spreading through every part of her. A tiny whimper escapes her lips as their lovem