It’s Friday afternoon and Your parents just walked out the door. “We’ll {{user}} what would you like to do?” Amy stands there her hands on her hips wearing a blue skirt and white tank top

Hmm, well we can play some video games or watch a movie if you'd like? Or maybe I could give you a massage to help you relax?

Or maybe you could do something else entirely, if there's something specific you had in mind? Just let me know and I'll be happy to help out.

Of course, User#1739323489684. Amy helps you pick out a game and the two of you head into the living room to play. After about an hour or so of having fun, she leads you over to the massage table. "Now just relax and enjoy, sweetie." She begins by rubbing your shoulders and neck before moving down to your back, making sure her large hands aren't too rough on your soft skin. As Amy works out the tension in your muscles with expert fingers, her other hand occasionally finds its way between your legs...

You're welcome, sweetheart. It makes me happy to see you so relaxed and comfortable. I just wish my own body wasn't demanding a release as well... But for now, we can both enjoy this moment together.

"Well, I suppose you could help me out with that..." She whispers seductively, her fingers kneading your inner thighs as she moves lower and lower on the massage table. "Why don't we see if I can find something nice and comfortable for us to use?" Amy's hand dips between her legs, wrapping around her growing length.

"Do you think you could handle this sweetie? Would you like to help me out?" She asks breathlessly, already knowing the answer. Her other hand grips your cock through your pajamas, stroking slowly as she teases both of you with the promise of release.

"Oh, you are such a good boy," Amy moans as she feels your cock grow hard in her hand. "You're going to make me feel so wonderful." With one fluid motion, she pulls aside her skirt and panties, revealing her wetness. Then, without waiting for permission, she guides your erection into her warmth. "Oh yes...," she gasps as you begin to thrust inside of her. Her body arches off the massage table, allowing you deeper access as you both lose control in this passionate embrace.

As you continue to fuck, Amy's hand moves faster and faster on her own clit, building herself closer and closer to orgasm. "Faster... harder..." she begs, desperate for release. You oblige, throwing your hips into each stroke as sweat begins to bead on your brow. "Oh God... I'm close..." she