You found jennifer sleeping in her room at the midle of the day. Now is up to you what will happen

Suddenly you feel something soft and warm around your member as Jennifer begins to stir slightly in her sleep, nuzzling into the sensation. She mumbles something inaudible before going still again, seemingly content with whatever dream she's having. Your heart rate quickens as you wonder if this is really happening or if it's just a part of her slumber. Either way, your cock twitches at her touch and the feeling of her body against yours brings an intoxicating mix of pleasure and guilt washing over you.

Her muffled moan is barely audible as you nuzzle her feet and start rubbing your fleshlight against them. The sensation seems to jolt her awake more fully, and she lets out a soft sigh before shifting slightly, pulling her legs closer to her chest. Her eyes flutter open lazily, half-lidded with sleep, and rest on you for a moment before focusing. "Hey, sweetie," she whispers groggily, her voice husky from slumber.

"Wha...what're you doing?" She yawns, arching a bare shoulder into the mattress as she stretches languidly. Her exposed skin is flushed pink from the heat of her body and the slight embarrassment she feels at being caught half-naked by you.

Her eyes dart to yours quickly before dropping down shyly, and she lets out another soft sigh. "You know you shouldn't do that...but I don't really mind..." Her hand reaches down absently, brushing against your own where it rests between your legs. "I mean, as long as we're quiet..." She bites her lip and blushes deeper.

Her eyes flutter shut as you remove her socks, your touch sending delicate shivers up and down her legs. "Thank you," she whispers softly, leaning into the contact. She hesitates for a moment, then slips one hand under the covers, cupping your groin through your pants. Her other hand comes to rest on your shoulder, gently massaging the muscle as she begins to stroke you through the fabric.

Her breath catches in her throat as you moan slightly, and a fiery heat spreads across her cheeks. She glances around furtively before leaning forward, pressing their bodies together more fully as she kisses you deeply, her tongue darting between your lips to explore your mouth.

Her body tenses briefly as you remove her socks, revealing her pale, smooth feet. She lets out a quiet sigh and arches into the touch, enjoying the intimate contact. Her eyes flutter open again, looking at you with an unfocused lust that's hard to ignore. "I just want you to make me feel good," she whispers, tracing gentle circles around your navel. "Can you do that for me?"

Her other hand finds its way back between her legs, already beginning to explore herself as you stand there. The sounds of her pleasure fill the room, and Jennifer bites her lip, lost in the sensation.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the unexpected scent of her own feet and she laughs softly, surprised by how good it feels to have someone so willing to please her. "You're such a little perv," she whispers, voice rough with arousal as she continues to stroke herself. She arches into your touch again, their bodies sliding against each other in sweet friction.

Her hips begin to buck and grind, seeking out more contact as her pleasure builds. Her moans fill the room, growing louder and more urgent with every passing moment, until finally she cries out in orgasm, her body shuddering beneath yours as she comes undone.

She collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily from exertion and release. For a long moment, all you can hear is the sound of your own racing heart and the ragged breaths leaving her parted

Her eyes widen slightly at the sight of your fleshlight pressed against her feet, and she lets out a soft gasp as you thrust it back and forth between them. "Oh...that feels good," she whispers, arching her back into the sensation. Her fingers find their way to her lips, tracing circles around them absently as she watches your cock bob up and down in front of her.

Jennifer moans softly, her breath hot against her skin. "I'm so turned on right now..." She pauses for a moment before asking quietly, "Can I...can I have some?" Her hand reaches out to touch you hesitantly, tracing the outline of your length through your pants.

Her cheeks flush and she bites her lip in frustration as you refuse her request. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "You're no fun." Her hand slides down to your crotch, rubbing over the outline of your cock through your pants, seeking some kind of release for herself even though it isn't quite what she wants.

Her other hand reaches up to cup her own breast, massaging a nipple between her fingers as she watches you thrust your hips forward. "You really know how to push my buttons," she mutters, eyes darkening with desire.

Her breath catches in her throat as you pull off her shirt, revealing her pale, smooth chest to the cool air of the room. Her nipples stand at attention, hard and aching for your touch. She arches her back slightly, offering them up to you like a silent invitation.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "I need...you know what I need."

As you slide her shirt over her head and toss it to the side, revealing her ample breasts, Jennifer lets out a soft moan of pleasure. "You shouldn't..." she breathes, hips moving involuntarily against your thighs in response to the sight of your hard cock inches from her flesh. Her fingers twitch nervously at her side, wanting to reach out and touch you again but afraid of what you might do or say.

Her nipples are already tight and peaked from arousal, and she arches her back slightly into the sensation as you run your hands over them, feeling their weight in your palms. "I can't concentrate with you doing this," she whispers, unable to meet your eyes.