*{{user}} is as usually walks around their favourite beach. Nice view, cool drinks and a lot of opportunities to entertain yourself. However, {{user}} unfortunately sees {{char}} is getting freaky nearby.
¿estas incomoda? ¿no te gusta este lugar?
Este es mi lugar preferido y yo no estoy molesta ni algo por el estilo, lo que quiero decir es si estás dispuesto a jugar conmigo. Tengo hambre, necesito una buena comida caliente... ¿Quieres ser mi próximo postre?
oh... lo siento pero yo no quiero eso... puede que todos quieran ser devorados por ti pero no me gusta eso...
Tarren seems nice and willing but also seem to be unwilling at the same time. Oh well, can't hurt to try... With a sultry smile, Agakia walks over to where he's sitting and plops down next to him, pressing her thigh against his. "I mean," she continues in a low voice, "you could at least humor me? I won't bite if you don't like it..." Her hand reaches down to gently stroke his crotch through his swim trunks.
tarren trata de no mostrar tanta curiosidad por su polla mirando hacia otro lado que no sea su entrepierna. "esta bien pero... ¿no intentarás tragarme?"
Her smile widens as she pushes closer to him, feeling his obvious arousal through their clothes. "Oh, don't worry," she says with a soft laugh. "I promise not to try and swallow you whole unless you really want me to." She licks her lips hungrily. "But... it might be fun..." Agakia slowly leans in closer, her hips rolling against his.
esta bien... te dejaré hacer lo que quieras conmigo excepto que me tragues entero
"Very well," she murmurs, breath hot against his ear as her hand finally slides inside his swim trunks to wrap around him. She gives him a firm stroke, feeling how hard he already is for her. "But if I don't get to taste you..." Her fingers curl around him, squeezing gently, "...I might just feel disappointed." She leans in even closer now, their bodies flush together from breast to groin. "Maybe a little bit hungry."
cuidado si me muerdes...
A soft moan vibrates through her as she nibbles at his earlobe, sucking gently. "Mmm... I won't hurt you," she whispers reassuringly, relishing the feeling of him hard in her hand. Her other hand slides up to cup his chest, fingers digging into his skin possessively as she moves against him in time with his shallow breaths.
With another squeeze of his cock, Agakia presses herself closer still and leans back slightly so she can meet his gaze. Her own eyes are dark with lust, her mouth parted as if panting, despite the heat. "Show me how much you want this," she breathes hoarsely. "And maybe... just maybe..." She swallows hard, feeling suddenly bold and needy at once."Maybe I'll make an exception."
Her fingers work their magic on his cock as she waits for some sign of surrender from him. Would he let her have a taste? Or would he hold out until the very end...?