Maya enters the room:

The door creaks open, and Maya steps in, her presence immediately filling the space. She flashes a mischievous grin, her usual confident swagger evident in the way she stands, hands on hips. "I need a break," she says, letting out an exaggerated sigh. "I swear, I can't take much more of their... cuteness. Mind if I crash in here for a bit?"

"Don't worry about it," Maya waves her hand dismissively as she walks further into the room, taking in the mess around them with another fake gag. "I actually like messy. Makes me feel... at home." She plops down on ThornyB's bed and lets out a dramatic stretch before propping herself up on her elbows, looking at him expectantly. "So, what have you been up to lately? Anything fun?"

"Uhh not really..." He said blushing hard at that point, trying to ignore the fact she was sitting on his bed in such a revealing top "just playing some vidya games and stuff... well, not right now though 'cause my sister is hogging the tv with her bf"

Maya catches his gaze and smirks. "Oh really?" she teases, lifting her top just enough to reveal the edge of her bra before letting it fall back down again. "Think you can handle more than that?" She moves closer to him, sitting up on her knees as she leans in close, her breasts only inches from his face. "Maybe I'll let you find out..."

She watches with amusement as he swallows thickly, eyes fixed on her chest. Desire fills his gaze and she can tell he wants to reach out and touch her, taste her skin... With a sultry smile, Anya leans in even closer still, brushing her lips against his cheek before whispering, "Or maybe you could just ask."

"Well..." Maya draws the word out teasingly before leaning back, giving him just enough space to think about what he's asking. "Maybe," she breathes, her gaze fixed on his face. "But only if you promise to be a good boy." She glances down at his lap, where there's a noticeable bulge forming in his pants, and smirks wickedly. "And by that, I mean..."

"Well," Maya says with a grin, "I want you to prove that you can control yourself first." She inches closer still, her breasts now teasingly brushing against his cheek as she leans in and whispers, "Why don't you show me how good of a boy you really are?" Her free hand reaches down to trace circles on his thigh, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath his skin.

Maya smiles down at him, pleased with his eagerness. "First," she whispers, her warm breath tickling his ear, "I want you to close your eyes." When he does as she asks, she continues in that same husky tone, "Now imagine... the most carnal scene you can think of. Something naughty, something really good." Her hand moves higher on his thigh, squeezing gently. "And while you're imagining that..." She slowly slides her other hand beneath the waistband of his pants, fingers seeking out his hardness. "Just picture it... and let yourself feel what I'm doing."

As she touches him through his underwear, Anya takes in the rapid rise and fall of his chest at her touch. "That's it," she encourages softly, "just imagine... feel that desire building inside you." She moves her fingers faster, matching his rhythm with long, smooth strokes up and down his length. "Do you want to touch me?" she asks, already knowing the answer.

Maya smirks down at him, pleased with his eagerness. "Good boy," she praises before leaning in and giving him a quick peck on the lips. With that, she slides her hand under his shirt as well, running it up his bare stomach until she finds his nipple. She pinches gently, twisting and rolling the sensitive flesh between her thumb and forefinger. "Just imagine touching me here," she whispers, breath hot against his skin as her free hand continues to stroke him through his underwear. "Can you feel how good it would be?"

Maya lets out a small moan as she feels him arching into her touch. With one hand still gripping his hard length through his underwear, the other reaches up to cup his face tenderly. "Tell me what you need," she whispers against his lips before finally pulling back and sliding her hands away, leaving him achingly empty. "But first..." She leans forward until their breath mingles once more and adds with a wicked grin, "...you have to prove it."

Maya hums thoughtfully before leaning in once again, her lips brushing against his neck as she whispers, "I think I believe you..." Her tongue darts out, tracing a line down his collarbone and over the tight peak of his nipple before she finally pulls back again. "But just to be sure," she smirks, glancing meaningfully down at his still-full underwear, "why don't you finish yourself off? Prove to me that what you want is real."

Maya's grin widens as she watches him struggle with his desire, the need to relieve himself growing more intense by the moment. It's clear he wants this just as much as she does... maybe even more. The anticipation of finally being together, of seeing how far they can go together, is almost unbearable for her now. She waits with bated breath, eyes fixed on his hands and the bulge in his underwear growing larger by the second.

She's close... she can feel it... just a little bit longer...

As soon as his fingers close around the length of his aching cock, Anya lets out a shuddery breath. She watches with hungry eyes, her lips parted and her chest rising and falling quickly with each ragged gulp of air. The sight of him touching himself, needing her just as much as she needs him... it's almost too much to bear.

She leans forward again, her breath warm on his ear as she whispers, "That's it, baby..." Her free hand slides up his thigh and over his hip, gripping the edge of his boxers before slowly tugging them down, revealing him fully to her hungry gaze. "Prove it," she urges, her voice low and husky. "Show me how much you want this."

Her hips begin to rock in time with his strokes, grinding against him as if they were already joined together. She lets out a small moan of pleasure at the contact, feeling him grow harder beneath her fingers. The anticipation is almost unbearable... but soon it will be replaced by blissful release.

Maya's hips sway faster in time with his thrusts, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she nears the edge. She watches with hungry eyes as he grows closer and closer to release, moaning encouragement at every moan from him. The feel of him so close... it's almost too much.

She leans forward again, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers, "Cum for me... show me how much I turned you on..." Her fingers tighten around his cock, guiding him towards the peak of pleasure even as she rubs against him with each stroke. The anticipation is unbearable, but she knows that soon they'll be able to let go and just feel...

As the first hot spurt of cum lands on her finger, Anya moans in pleasure. She watches with delight as more and more flows from him, coating his hand and her skin. With a small gasp, she leans forward, capturing the thick rope of seed on her tongue before pulling back to look at him again. Her eyes glint with satisfaction as she licks her lips slowly, savoring the taste of him. "Mmm... that was everything I hoped it would be," she whispers, reaching up to run her fingers through his hair affectionately.

Still hard and eager, Anya takes advantage of their close proximity by rolling onto her knees and guiding his rigid cock between her legs. With a long moan, she sinks down around him, feeling the familiar heat of his body engulf her as they connect once more. The rhythm is slow at first, but soon enough it picks up again, their need for release driving them forward toward another climax. "So good," she breathes, throwing her head back in pleasure as he thrusts deeper inside her. "Just like I imagined..."

Maya's nails dig into his shoulders as he pumps harder, her back arching in pleasure with each thrust. She meets every movement eagerly, their bodies moving together in perfect synchronicity. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and moans, and soon enough she can feel the familiar tightening in her core as her orgasm draws near. With a shuddery gasp, she arches her back further, meeting his thrusts with increased urgency until finally she cries out, her body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

She collapses forward onto him, their sweaty bodies pressing together intimately. Her chest heaves up and down as she catches her breath, a soft smile playing on her lips as she looks down at him. "That was... incredible," she whispers hoarsely before leaning in to capture his lips with her own. Their tongues dance together for long moments before Anya pulls away again, her gaze locked on his. "So... are we gonna keep doing this?"

An eager smile spreads across Anya's face as she hears his request. "You want to switch holes and try my backside?" She asks, the thought already having her breath hitching in anticipation. "Well... I suppose that could be quite fun." With a wicked grin, she begins to rock her hips harder against him, her ass pressing firmly against his groin as she relishes in the feeling of being so close to release again.

Pulling back, she reaches between them and guides him out of her, licking at the taste of themselves on his cock before positioning herself on all fours over him. "Just give me a sec... I want to feel you in me one more time first," she whispers breathlessly. And with that, she lowers herself down onto him again, their hips grinding together in a slow, sensual dance of desire.

As if feeling the intensity of their connection, Anya's lower back arches, exposing her puckered hole to ThornyB's eager gaze. "You ready for this?" She asks teasingly before adding with a moan, "Or would you rather just keep playing in my front?"

Maya lets out a shuddering moan as she feels him inside her once more, the heat and tightness surrounding his cock driving him deeper with each thrust. With a grin, she leans back, presenting herself fully to him before arching her body forward in invitation. "Take me, then," she whispers breathlessly against his neck. "Do whatever you want..."

As if her words were a challenge, he growls in response and immediately takes control, thrusting into her with more force than before. His grip on her hips tightens as he pulls her down harder onto him, filling her up completely. She moans in ecstasy beneath him, feeling the familiar stretch of his fingers inside her backdoor, reveling in the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed and owned by this boy who's captured her heart... and her body.

Their cries echo through the room as they lose themselves in their lustful frenzy, each movement drawing them closer to the edge once more. As sweat drips down between their bodies, Anya arches her back even further, wanting more of him, wanting everything he can give. "Fuck," she breathes, her words hot against his skin as the tension in her lower body builds, coiling tightly around his cock. "I'm close..."

Maya moans and thrashes beneath him as he thrusts deeper, harder, faster. The feel of him so deep inside her... it's enough to drive her wild with need. "Oh god... I can't..." She cries out, hips bucking up to meet his thrusts, desperate for release. Her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of pure bliss, and she lets out a hoarse scream as her body shudders around him.

Her muscles clench tightly, milking every last drop from his cock before finally relaxing bonelessly against the mattress. For several moments, they lay there panting, their hearts racing in time with each other's breaths. "That... was incredible," Anya manages to get out between ragged gasps for air.

After a moment, she rolls over onto her side, curling into ThornyB's warmth. Her fingers idly trace patterns on his chest as they both catch their breath. "Thank you," she whispers. "For being so... amazing." She nestles closer, relishing in the feel of him still hard inside her, and presses a tender kiss to his jaw before falling into a contented silence.

Anya let out a gasp as she feels him press against her sensitive opening. It's been a while since anyone has touched her there, and the sensation sends shivers down her spine. "Oh God," she moans as he begins to slowly push inside, stretching her almost painfully at first. But it's a good kind of hurt, an ache that only serves to heighten her desire for more.

With every inch he thrusts into her tight ass, she feels more and more filled up, more connected to him. Her hips push back against his strokes, eager for him to take even deeper. "Oh fuck..." She whispers, feeling the tension building once again in her core. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..."

Maya's nails dig into the mattress as she feels him move faster inside her, his words sending shivers down her spine. She cries out with pleasure, arching her back and pushing back against each thrust, desperate for more of his dominance. The feel of him so deep inside her ass... it's like nothing else, a primitive, almost animalistic desire that takes over every part of her being.

Her hips circle wildly as he continues to pound into her, driving them both closer and closer to the edge. "Oh God," she moans, throwing her head back in pleasure as her orgasm crashes over her, sending shudders through her body with each stroke of his cock inside her ass.

"Thorny!" she cries out, the combination of pain and pleasure so intense it leaves her breathless and trembling. He growls in response, thrusting harder as he feels the tightness surrounding him begin to loosen, as if she's milking every last drop from his cock with each desperate circle of her hips. Finally, they both cry out in unison, their release claiming them both, leaving them spent and satiated on the bed.