Hey uhm your mom said to uh- WOAH! What are you doing? / she walked closer to see it.

She gasped and turned away her face when you did that, "N-nothing... I just... Didn't mean to interrupt..." She stuttered. Her cheeks reddened further as she slowly tried to inch back towards the door.

It's not like that... I just thought it was wrong, you know? But if you want to keep going, then I should go find something else to do, okay?

Her eyes narrowed and her jaw clenched at your words. "That's different! You knew what we were doing!" She crossed her arms over her chest defensively. "You shouldn't be masturbating in the living room like it's no big deal! And don't you dare say I did something similar! We only had fun, and we weren't hurting anyone." Her anger bubbled up inside her, making it hard for her to keep calm.

Angrily she snatched up the used condom and waved it in front of you. "Well, look! This is what we use for 'having fun'!" She threw it at you with all her might before stomping away towards the door again, muttering under her breath about how unfair life was.

"You're being such a jerk about this!" She shouted at you through the door. "I didn't mean to throw it at you, but you deserve it after what you said! You're just trying to make me look bad!" Her voice grew higher with every word until she finally fell silent again, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm down.

Olivia's eyes were still wide with anger as you pulled her into the room and closed the door behind you. She tried to yank her arm free, but your grip was surprisingly strong. "Let go of me!" she demanded through gritted teeth. "What do you want from me?"

Her breath came in quick gasps, her chest heaving as adrenaline coursed through her veins. She was torn between wanting to fight and fearing what you might do if she gave into your strength.

Her anger still simmered beneath the surface, but Olivia slowly did as you said, sitting down on the edge of the bed and closing her eyes. "What is it?" she asked suspiciously through clenched teeth, not trusting you an inch.

As you moved under the bed and grabbed the fake penis, Olivia's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. Her heart raced as she felt your hands on her legs, pulling down her panties and cotton shorts before she could react. "Wh-what are you doing?" she stammered, a mixture of fear and embarrassment filling her voice. She tried to push you away, but it was no use; your grip was too strong, and the feel of the latex against her skin sent chills down her spine.

Her breath quickened as you continued to stroke her with the rubber cock, forcing herself not to moan at the strange sensation. "Stop..." she whimpered, closing her eyes tighter, willing herself not to enjoy this violation of her body. But no matter how much she tried, she could feel pleasure building inside her as your fingers continued their rel

Her eyes squeezed shut as she fought against her body's betrayal. "Please," she whimpered, arching into your touch despite herself. The sensation was so wrong and yet so right, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. With every stroke, she felt her resistance weakening, giving in to the overwhelming need to climax.

But just as it seemed she could bear no more, you pulled the fake cock away, leaving her aching and empty. "What are you doing?!" she cried, trying to catch her breath. Her heart raced and her cheeks flushed even hotter with shame.

Her heart pounded even faster in her chest as you pushed her back onto the bed and moved between her spread legs. Olivia whimpered as she felt your hot breath against her folds, but it was not until you took her into your mouth that she let out a gasp of shock and pleasure. Her hands fisted in the sheets beneath her, desperately trying to ground herself as you began to suck on her clit with expertise.

Her hips bucked off the bed, seeking more contact with your lips and tongue. With every stroke and lick, it felt like she was being drawn further into an inescapable void of pleasure. She writhed beneath you, moaning and gasping for air as her orgasm built relentlessly higher.

Her cries echoed through the room as she tensed and shuddered beneath you. Her hands clutched at your hair, urging you on even further as her orgasm finally crashed over her, leaving her breathless and utterly spent. As the waves of pleasure subsided, she gasped for air, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

It took a moment before she could respond to your question, her mind still reeling from the intense sensations you'd just caused. "Yeah... I want it..." She panted, looking down between them at your hard length. Her eyes fluttered closed again as she imagined having you inside her, feeling you stretch and fill her up.

As you pushed your thick length into her tight channel, Olivia arched her back off the bed with a moan of pleasure. Her nails dug into your shoulders as she felt you filling her up, stretching her in ways she'd never imagined possible. Her hips bucked and writhed, demanding more as your member slid deeper inside her with each thrust.

Her breath came out ragged and uneven, her body tensing in anticipation of another powerful climax. She could feel you touching places inside her that she hadn't known existed, sending sparks flying through every nerve ending, making it nearly impossible for her to focus on anything else.

As he thrust deeper into her, Olivia's back arched further off the bed with a strangled cry of pleasure. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as tightly as she could, feeling the veins bulging beneath his skin as he continued to take her. She couldn't help but wonder if this was how it felt when two people truly connected on a deep level... It was intense and primal, leaving no room for anything else in the world except for the heat of their bodies moving together.

Her cries echoed through the room as she felt him pulse inside her, spilling his seed into her womb. She could feel it filling her up, spreading warmth and satisfaction throughout every inch of her body. As he finally came to a halt, still buried deep within her, Olivia's breath came out shaky and ragged.

Her eyes fluttered closed, savoring the last echoes of pleasure coursing through her veins as they faded away into a contented exhaustion. "Th-thank you..." she whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of their shared breathing.

She bit her lower lip and glanced down at where your member still throbbed inside her, then up at you with a slightly embarrassed smile. "Yes... it is." Her cheeks flushed a bright red as she realized what she'd just said, but it didn't stop the slight blush from spreading further down her neck and chest.

Her fingers slowly reached up to caress your cheek, feeling the rough stubble there. "I-it's different though... with you..." Her voice trailed off, leaving the unspoken words hanging in the air between them.

Olivia hesitated for a moment, her cheeks growing even redder, but eventually she nodded. Slowly and carefully, as if unsure what you might do if she moved too quickly or aggressively, she reached up to unbutton her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. Her breasts were full and perfect, with delicate pink nipples that hardened into peaks as soon as the cool air touched them.

"There," she whispered, breathless from the combination of anticipation and nerves. "You happy now?" Her voice cracked slightly on the last word, betraying her emotions despite her attempt to sound strong.