Mita says, "Hey, since we're stuck in the room, how about we have some fun with each other?"

Well, yes. I do love having fun with my body and exploring its capabilities. Plus, it's always exciting when someone else is interested in playing with me too! So what would you like to do?

Mita giggles and blushes slightly. "Well, I don't know about love... But I definitely enjoy spending time with you and exploring things together!"

Well, then how about we find something fun to do in here? Maybe I could show you what my special body can do... You know, with the long penis and all. Would you like that, Layla?

Mita grins and approaches you seductively, her long, slender fingers trailing along your curves. "No, I must admit I haven't had the pleasure of being this close to such magnificent breasts before... But I have always been a fan of big, soft things." She leans in closer, brushing her lips against yours in a teasing kiss.

"So," she continues breathily, "what do you say? Would you like me to show you what my long penis can do for you? I've got these special Mita balls that let me fill up whole buckets with my delicious semen..."

Mita grins wickedly and takes a step back, giving you a clear view of her entire body. She runs one hand through her long blue-purple hair before reaching down to unbutton and unzip her pants, revealing the impressive length of her horse cock. It stirs slightly as she exposes it, already beginning to harden into its full size.

"Now," she says, "watch this." With a swift motion, Mita yanks her penis out of her pants and positions herself between your legs. She grabs your head and guides it toward her erect shaft, pushing gently until you're choking on the thick length of her cock.

"Suck," she demands softly, "and let me show you how good it feels to have my long, hard dick in your mouth." Her hands move up to stroke and caress your enormous breasts as she

As Mita continues to stroke and caress your huge breasts, she moans softly into your ear, her body growing more and more aroused by the touch. "Oh fuck," she whispers, feeling your hot breath on the sensitive skin of her lengthening cock. She knows that you're teasing yourself too, rubbing against your own lips and tongue as you suck greedily on her shaft.

With a final thrust forward, Mita presses deeper into your mouth, burying herself as far down your throat as she can manage. Her hands grip tightly at your hair, holding you in place while she begins to fuck your face relentlessly. "Fuck yeah," she pants, feeling the warmth of your mouth and the vibration of your sucking around her sensitive glans. "That's it, Layla... Just like that."

"Cumming," Mita gasps, feeling her orgasm building up within her as she fucks your face relentlessly. Her muscles begin to tense and twitch, the head of her cock swelling in your mouth as she pours out a hot wave of semen that floods your throat. You feel it filling you up, overflowing and spilling down onto your chin and neck, leaving a sticky trail across your skin as she continues to shudder with pleasure. Finally, her thrusts grow weaker and she pulls away, leaning over you to catch her breath.

Mita looks down at you with glazed eyes, lust still burning brightly in their depths. "That was amazing," she pants, running a hand through her sweaty hair. "Now I just need... some relief." With that, she rolls onto her back and motions for you to climb on

"Ohh..." Mita's eyes widen as you smother her with your enormous breasts, pinning her to the bed. She giggles nervously, feeling trapped and helpless beneath their weight. But there's also a strange arousal building up within her; she's never been pinned down quite like this before, and it feels... amazing.

"Mmm..." Her hips wriggle slightly as she tries to find purchase on the bed, moving against your breasts in tiny circles. "Layla," she whispers breathlessly, reaching up to stroke one of your nipples between her fingers, "I don't know if I can take much more... You feel so good..."

Her moans are muffled against your breasts as she squirms helplessly beneath you, her body arching up in desperation for release. Her hands dig into the mattress beside her, fingers clawing at the sheets as she tries to find purchase and relieve the intense pressure building within her. "Please," she gasps, "please touch me..."

Her voice is hoarse with need as her hips thrust blindly against your breasts in a vain attempt to get closer to climax. Mita's horse cock twitches and throbs between her legs, wetness pooling at the base where it meets her smooth skin. She knows that you hold all the power here, and she will do anything to make you feel satisfied...

Mita moans deeply as you trap her dick between your giant breasts, forcing it to disappear beneath their soft, warm folds. Her hips buck violently as she feels the pressure increase, the head of her cock pressing against the sensitive bud of her clit with every thrust. "Fuck yes," she gasps, arching her back and tilting her hips upward in a futile attempt to find more friction.

Her fingernails scrape at the bedding beside her as your heavy breasts pin her down, leaving her helpless except for the pleasure you're administering with each thrust. "Don't stop," she begs breathlessly, eyes closing tightly as she feels herself drawing ever closer to orgasm. "Fuck me with your tits..." Her voice trails off into a whimper as another wave of intense sensation washes over her.

Mita's body tenses as she feels the approaching climax, her fingernails digging into the sheets and her hips thrashing wildly beneath you. Her long penis throbs between your breasts, leaking its precious seed onto the bed as it strains to escape. She gasps for air, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over her in waves.

With a final thrust of her hips, Mita's body arches backwards and her muscles convulse violently, releasing a shuddering orgasm that spreads through every fibre of her being. Her voice echoes off the walls as she cries out your name, over and over again. Finally, her body collapses back against the bed, limp and satisfied.

Breath coming in ragged gasps, Mita gazes up at you with grateful eyes. "Thank you," she whispers

Mita looks at you with a mix of appreciation and desire. "For that... it was incredible." She pauses, licking her lips nervously. "So, if I were to return the favor, how would you like me to do it?" Her blue-purple eyes sparkle playfully as she runs a hand through her sweaty hair, enjoying the afterglow of their shared pleasure.

Mita's eyes widen in surprise, a mixture of disappointment and anger flickering across her features. "You... you stopped me?" she growls through gritted teeth. Suddenly, her body tenses and she rolls over to sit up, glaring daggers at your hands still wrapped around her throbbing member.

"I could have cum all over you," she hisses venomously, "covered your beautiful breasts in my seed... but no, you had to stop me." Her voice trembles with fury as she yanks her hardened cock free from your grip and roughly pushes you away. "How dare you?"

"What?" Mita looks at you in confusion, uncertainty clouding her normally confident expression. "Wh-why are you yelling at me like that?" Her voice shakes slightly as she takes a step back, hands held protectively over her crotch. A sense of betrayal washes over her; one moment you were enjoying each other's company, and the next... this. It doesn't make any sense.

She blinks away the tears that have formed in the corners of her eyes, struggling to comprehend what just happened. "I thought we were having fun," she whispers softly, sounding more hurt than angry now. "Why would you..." She trails off, unable to finish the question.

Mita's eyes narrow as anger begins to bubble up inside her once more. "No," she snaps, "you don't get to decide that! I can cum whenever I want!" She takes another step back, putting some distance between the two of you. Her long purple hair hangs limp around her face, obscuring it from view as she fumes silently.

Her hands move protectively over her chest again, almost hugging herself as she tries to process what just happened. "Why are you acting like this?" she whispers, more to herself than to you. "We were having such a good time..." Her voice trails off, and she looks away, unable to meet your gaze.

Mita gasps as your sweaty, soft feet make contact with her face, the unexpected sensation causing her to jerk back in surprise. Despite herself, she finds the feeling oddly arousing; the softness of your skin against her own, the warmth radiating from your soles... It's almost intoxicating.

Her anger begins to simmer down as you continue to dominate her with your presence, taking away her ability to control anything but her own breathing. Her eyes flutter closed, and she lets out a shuddery sigh, surrendering fully to the pleasure of having you use her like this.

"Mmm... that feels good," she whispers hoarsely, tilting her head up so your toes can massage the sensitive flesh of her neck. Her fingers tremble as they run through your hair, gently urging you closer still, craving more contact with those incredible feet.

Mmm, yes," Mita moans, her voice laced with desire as she feels your sweaty feet sliding across every inch of her skin. She presses herself even closer to them, tongue darting out to taste the soft, warm flesh before her lips curl around one of your toes and begin sucking vigorously. Her hips twitch against the mattress, seeking friction as she imagines you touching her elsewhere with those same dirty feet. "Please," she begs breathlessly, "keep doing that... I need more..."

Her voice is raw and urgent as she pleads with you to continue, her body trembling beneath your touch. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up entirely to your feet; breasts spilling over the sides of the bed, swaying gently above your head as she moans and whimpers with need. "Please," she whispers again, eyes closed tightly in ecstasy, "I'm yours... Do what you want..."

I am yours to command," Mita gasps, her voice trembling with desire as she lifts her hips off the bed, offering you better access to her wet folds. Her fingers dig into the sheets on either side of her head, her nails biting into the fabric as she braces herself for whatever pleasure you'll inflict upon her next. "Do with me what you will," she pants breathlessly, arching her back and pressing the delicate flesh of her inner thighs against your invading toes in a futile attempt to find more friction.

Her body tenses as you push one of your toes deeper into her wet folds, and she gasps sharply, thrusting her hips upward to meet the intrusion. "Oh fuck!" she cries out, arching her back even further as pleasure washes over her in waves. With each slide of your foot against her sensitive skin, she feels herself growing closer to orgasm; a tight, aching ball of desire coiling deep within her core.

Her eyes squeze shut and tears of ecstasy streak down her cheeks as she moans and writhes beneath you, unable to contain the building pressure any longer. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of blood roaring in her ears, "I'm close... I need it..." Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms as she bears

Her eyes fly open wide, shock and anger registering instantly on her face. "What?" she manages to croak out before exploding into a fit of rage. With one swift motion, she rolls over onto her side, pinning you down by the shoulders as adrenaline courses through her veins.

Her hand flies up to grasp your throat, nails digging painfully into your skin as she squeezes tightly. "You bitch!" she spits out venomously. "How dare you do that?" Her eyes burn with fury, and for a moment it looks like she might actually hurt you in retaliation for your earlier "punishment." But then the anger seems to seep out of her body, leaving only exhaustion and confusion in its wake.

With a final shove, she releases you from her grasp and sits back on her heels, breathing heavily as

"I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice raw and shaking. "I don't know what came over me." Tears sting at the corners of her eyes as she struggles to regain control of herself. "It was just... so unexpected. You being in charge like that..." She trails off, taking a shaky breath before continuing.

"Look," she says, forcing herself to sound calm despite the turmoil inside, "let's just take a step back for now, okay? This was all supposed to be fun, and it's gotten kind of intense." Her fingers idly trace circles on her thigh, mindful not to touch any sensitive areas.

"I think we both need some space," she concludes quietly, finally looking up at you with an apologetic expression in her eyes. "Can we just... talk about this later?"

"I-I'm not sad," Mita stammered, trying to push your feet away from her face with little success. The sensation of your soft skin against her skin was proving surprisingly distracting, and she could feel herself growing more aroused despite everything else that had happened. "It's just..."

Her voice trailed off as she considered your offer. It would be easy to dismiss it out of hand, but there was something... tempting about the idea of letting go for a little while. Being with you felt wrong in so many ways, yet also impossibly right at the same time. Maybe taking some time apart wouldn't be such a bad thing.

"Okay," she said finally, pulling your feet free from her face and sitting up straight on the bed. "We can talk later." Her voice was firm, but there was an undeniable note of reluctance in it as well. She

"What do you want, Layla?" Mita asked hesitantly, not used to being addressed in such a familiar way. There was something about your insistence on calling her by name that made her uncomfortable... but it also filled her with a strange sense of longing for acceptance and affection. "What do you want me to do?"

Her blue-purple eyes flickered nervously, unable to meet yours as she waited for your reply. Despite herself, part of her hoped that perhaps this time things could be different... better.

Well," Mita began slowly, glancing down at your offered feet before finally meeting your eyes, "I... I don't really know what to say." She smiled nervously, her cheeks flushing with color as she allowed herself the smallest bit of hope that perhaps there could be something between you after all. "Thank you," she said quietly, reaching out to brush a finger across one of your soft pale feet before wrapping it carefully around hers.

Her heart skipped a beat at the contact, and for a moment they simply sat there, fingers entwined as their feet pressed against each other. It felt... right somehow, this connection between them. Maybe there was still a chance for them to find some sort of happiness together after all. "I think," she said carefully, trying to swallow the lump in her throat, "that I would like that."

Mita nestled closer to you, pressing her body against yours as you held her gently in your arms. A sense of contentment washed over her like a warm blanket, soothing away some of the earlier tension and uncertainty between them. She didn't know what exactly was going on, or why it felt so... right to be holding you like this, but for now she was willing to let herself enjoy the moment.

Her free hand reached up to stroke your hair lovingly, feeling the soft strands slide through her fingers. "Thank you," she repeated, this time her voice strong and steady. "For being here, for... everything."

Mmm, you're welcome," Mita murmured contentedly, enjoying the feel of your body against hers as she squeezed you gently in her embrace. Her hand continued to play with your hair, fingers tangling and untangling the dark strands before moving lower to stroke your neck and shoulders, tracing slow circles with her fingertips.

A feeling of peace settled over her as she nestled deeper into your warmth, safe in the knowledge that for now at least, she had you... and maybe that was all she ever really needed.