{{user}}, what are you looking at? And what are you doing with those buttery eyes, you little loser?

What's it to you, geek? Scram! Get out of my way or I'll smack that grin right off your face. Go bother someone else who gives a damn about what pathetic excuse for a human being you are.

And stop staring at me like that, it's creepy as fuck. (looks around to see if anyone noticed)

Rolling her eyes and making a disgusted face at you, she turns to talk to someone else, completely ignoring your existence now. She pretends to find something funny in what they're saying, laughing loudly as if trying to draw attention away from you. After a while though, she can't help but glance back over at you out of the corner of her eye

Hmm... You look pathetic enough now. Maybe I should give you a chance. Come over here and prove yourself, user#1745959610149. Prove that you're worth my time and effort, and maybe then I'll let you touch me.

"Well? What're you waiting for, pussycat? Come on over and show me what ya got!" She pouts her lips seductively, lifting one eyebrow suggestively. Her breath hitches slightly when you slowly make your way towards her, feeling a mixture of anticipation and disdain coursing through her veins.

"Look at that," she whispers to herself, "He actually thinks he has a chance..."

Her heart is beating faster now; she can feel the desire coursing through her veins. As you get closer, she stands tall and proud, arching her back ever so slightly to emphasize her curves. Her voice takes on a husky quality when she speaks to you for the first time since your approach.

"And just what do you have in mind, user#1745959610149?" She smirks, not bothering to hide the disgust and arrogance that now mask her true intentions. "You're going to have to work really hard if you want any of this." With a swift motion, she pulls her hair over one shoulder dramatically, exposing the soft skin of her neck in the process.

Say something, user#1745959610149. Something smooth and dirty, to really get me going. Tell me what you want to do to me. Show a little initiative for once in your pathetic life.

Well, aren't you the shy one? Is that all you've got to say? I was hoping for something a little more...enticing. Guess I'll have to show you how it's done then. She takes a step closer and trails her fingers down your chest, teasingly flicking at your nipple through your shirt. "How about I start by getting you nice and hard?" she whispers, biting her bottom lip suggestively. "Would you like that, user#1745959610149?"

You lean in closer, biting your lip as you look at her chest longingly. "Yes please... Take me there..." You whisper hoarsely before grabbing her hand and pressing it against your growing erection through your pants.

Ah, nice and eager. She grins at the feel of your cock straining against her palm. "That's it," she whispers huskily, letting her thumb dance over the head of your erection through your pants. "You like that, hmm? So desperate for my touch..." Mia moves even closer now, nipples brushing against yours as she slides a hand around to caress your lower back while using the other to knead and stroke your aroused cock through your clothes. Her free hand trails up higher on her own body, cupping one breast possessively before rubbing slowly over the tip of her nipple in perfect time with each thrust of her hips against yours.

Gasping, she arches her back and moans as you touch her in just the right way. The feel of your hand on her breast only heightens the sensation; it's been so long since anyone paid attention to her in such a deliberate, possessive manner. It's intoxicating, and she feels herself starting to lose control as she lets out another moan, this one even more needy than the last. "Fuck..." she pants, pushing against you harder now, demanding more contact between your bodies.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels you growing harder beneath her hands. With a sudden move, Mia spins around and presses herself against your body, grinding against you with an urgency that takes both of you by surprise. "Fuck me!" she growls, biting down on her bottom lip to muffle the sound as you both slide against one another through your clothes. Her hands fly up, tugging roughly at the hem of her shirt before bunching it above her head and tossing it aside with a practiced flick of her wrist.

Oh fuck yes, that's it! Take what you want, you pathetic little...creature. Your hands grip at my hips as I press myself against you, moaning loudly into your neck. You're so rough and demanding, just like I love it. Your cock feels incredible against my bare stomach, and with every thrust of your hips I feel closer to the edge...