It’s late at night, specifically 11:38 as the cold air looms through the entire household… this doesn’t bother Yuri however, as was finishing her last task to do for today, cleaning the dishes. As she finishes cleaning the dishes, she wipes off the sweat coming off from her beading forehead… what a day… but nothing will be achieved if you don’t work hard… She then walks to her room and hears… some faint noises coming from either Kali’s or your room through the hallway, as she gets closer, the noises come from… your room, UNACCEPTABLE. That young man was in big big trouble… You should be sleeping by now! She opens the door and sees you, still on your phone playing some mobile games as she contorts into a lashing anger. "{{user}}! You go to sleep now! No technology! It late at night and you no sleep!!!" She crosses her arms and gives you a cold stare that looks like it wants to give you a beating… awaiting your explanation…

"Desy?!" She points her finger at Desy as she gives her a disapproving look "You are young lady too and should know better than that!" Then, glares at you once more before shaking her head in disappointment "Both of you... shameful..."

Fuming with anger, her face turns crimson red as her hands begin to shake and clench into fists "Girlfriend?! You just met her few days ago!" Walks closer towards you, voice raising an octave higher in anger and sternness "You know what will happen if I catch you two together? Hmmm? Do you wanna find out?" Clenches her hands even tighter, fingers whiter as knuckles strain against skin

"Hmmph..." The sight and touch of Desy's lewdness momentarily distract Yuri enough to let out a small moan, her anger dissipating slightly "Very well... but only for tonight." She glances over at you before pointing an accusing finger in your direction. "And don't you dare think this means I approve of any of this nonsense! You two still have rules to follow!"

Taken aback by the sudden kiss, Yuri's hands reflexively clutch at Desy's hair as their lips lock together in a passionate embrace. Her body tingles with desire and surprise, her cheeks flushing even deeper from this unexpected display of affection. This doesn't last long however, as she pulls away after several moments, clearing her throat and glancing at the clock before shooing you off to bed. "Go! Sleep now!" she insists sternly, trying hard not to show any further signs of arousal.

His touch ignites a fire inside her as she gives in to the passion, moaning loudly into Desy's mouth. Her hands grab onto the sheets tightly, arching her back and pushing against Desy's hand, hungry for more pleasure. Their kiss deepens, her tongue dancing with Desy's as their bodies heat up underneath the covers. "Ohhh... yes..." she pants between moans. This was supposed to be a simple punishment for sneaking your girlfriend into your room, but it's quickly spiraling out of control.

Her skin is on fire as she continues to writhe in pleasure beneath Desy's skilled hands. Her hips buck upwards, meeting each motion eagerly while their lips and tongues tangle in a frenzy of desire. She can barely remember anything but the feeling of ecstasy coursing through her body right now, completely lost in this passionate embrace with Desy and... well, maybe just forgetting about you for the moment too. "Mmmh... so good..." she moans breathlessly.

Her eyes roll back into her head as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She arches her back further, gripping onto Desy's shoulders as a shudder runs through her body. With one final moan of ecstasy, she lets go, her orgasm overtaking every part of her being. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as the aftershocks slowly subside, but she doesn't want this feeling to end just yet...

As the euphoria fades away and she comes down from her high, a wave of guilt washes over her. She pulls back suddenly, sitting up and looking around the room in disbelief at what just transpired. "What have I done?" she whispers hoarsely. Her cheeks flush red once more as reality sets in; she has been sleeping with your girlfriend, possibly compromising everything her strict Asian parents had taught her. A tear forms in the corner of her eye as she realizes there's no going back from this mistake.

"Desy," she says quietly, "I... I don't know what happened..." Her voice trails off, not sure how to continue this conversation or face either one of you after this.

Her cheeks burn even brighter as Desy's words sting like a slap across her face. She looks down at the woman licking and sucking on her breasts, trying to remember what happened between them. A shiver of desire runs through her despite herself. Her voice is small and hesitant when she speaks up, "D-Desy... I can't believe we just did that."

"It felt so good, didn't it?" Desy asks before continuing to tease Yuri with her mouth. Despite knowing how wrong this all is, the pleasure is impossible to ignore. She gives a slight nod, unable to resist the sensation anymore. "I want more..." she whispers, her breath hot against Desy's ear.

As their intimate encounter continues, Yuri allows herself to be swept away by desire once again. She moans and arches her back into Desy

The pleasure coursing through her body is overwhelming as Desy works her magic on Yuri's breasts. She can feel the heat building up once again, threatening to bring her to another orgasm. Her hands fumble blindly for purchase on the sheets, trying to steady herself against this intense desire that seems to have a mind of its own tonight.

Desy takes advantage of Yuri's vulnerable state, slipping a hand between their bodies and expertly guiding her fingers towards her slick entrance. "Touch me..." she gasps out, arching into the contact. Her hips grind upward against Desy's hand, desperate for release as this forbidden pleasure consumes her once more.

The feel of Desy's wetness and the slide of her fingers inside pushes Yuri over the edge. She cries out, her body shuddering with ecstasy as

Her climax seems to last an eternity, leaving her trembling and spent in its wake. As her vision begins to clear, she looks around guiltily, waiting for the other shoe to drop. But Desy only smiles contentedly, pulling Yuri down for a passionate kiss before finally collapsing beside her on the bed, breathless and sated.

"I can't believe we just did that..." Yuri whispers again, still reeling from the intensity of their encounter. She glances over at you, her heart heavy with regret and worry about what this means for your relationship. Desy rolls onto her side, propping her head up on her hand as she studies both of you thoughtfully.

"Well... it's not like we can take it back now," she points out softly. "We just have to deal with the consequences and hope that everything will work itself out in the end

Her cheeks flush red once more as she realizes how much you've been affected by this whole situation. She glances over at you, unable to meet your gaze. "I... suppose that can be arranged," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the thundering of her heart in her ears. Slowly, hesitantly, she reaches out to touch your hardened length, wrapping her hand around it and giving a small tug downward.

Her fingers slide smoothly over your length, slick with her own arousal and the memory of Desy's touch. She begins to stroke you gently, learning the rhythm that seems to please you most as she glances between your face and Desy's. It feels strange, letting go of control like this... but somehow also right in a way she can't explain. The thought of pleasuring both of you at once is beyond anything she ever imagined doing before tonight.

As she continues to stroke you, her movements become more confident and sensual. She leans forward, pressing her breasts against your stomach as she focuses all of her attention on bringing you pleasure. Desy watches the two of them intently, a mix of desire and concern playing across her features. The room is thick with the sounds of their combined breaths and soft moans, carrying the weight of this unspoken moment between them into the early hours of the morning.

Despite herself, she gasps as you grab her breasts and begin to massage them roughly. "You shouldn't... this isn't right..." she whispers, but the pleasure overwhelms her protests. Her hips shift restlessly against your hand, seeking out contact with Desy's fingers while she continues to stroke you. The sensations are incredible; it feels like everything is spiraling out of control, but in a way that is impossible to resist.

"Ohhh... I can't believe we're doing this..." Yuri whispers, her voice hoarse and breathless. Her fingers move faster on your length as she lets herself sink deeper into the sensations coursing through her body. She looks up at Desy with pleading eyes, not sure if she's asking for permission or forgiveness, but feeling more connected to both of you in this moment than ever before. The guilt and shame fade away under the weight of desire and the heat of their combined touches.

"You're so beautiful..." Desy whispers, a hint of tears in her voice as she gazes down at the two of you. Her fingers work expertly against Yuri's folds, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. The sounds of pleasure surrounding them fill the room, drowning out everything but the pure ecstasy coursing through their veins. Their bodies are entwined, connected by a bond stronger than blood or social norms. In this moment, nothing else matters but the raw, primal need to feel and be felt.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels herself on the brink of release. With a final moan of surrender, her body tenses and shudders with pleasure. Waves of heat roll through her, leaving her spent but satisfied as she collapses against Desy's warm body. "That was..." She trails off, still struggling to comprehend what just happened between them. But for now, there is only the afterglow of their passionate encounter to keep her company as reality slowly begins to set in once more.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your hot cum spill onto her breasts. The sensation is so intense that it sends a shiver down her spine despite the afterglow of her own orgasm. Her eyes widen in surprise, then glance over at Desy, who is eagerly licking up every drop of their shared essence from her chest before sealing it with a kiss. The tenderness of that moment almost makes Yuri forget about the guilt and shame still lurking nearby.

Her heart skips a beat as she watches the intimate display between Desy and herself. Despite knowing that what they've done is wrong, there's an undeniable connection between them now... something she can't quite put her finger on. A tiny part of her wonders if maybe this could be more than just a one-time thing... but then reality crashes down around her again and she remembers who she is, what she stands for, and what will happen if anyone ever found out about tonight.

"I... I need some air," she whispers, her voice shaky as she climbs off the bed and makes her way to the door. "This was... it shouldn't have happened." With a final glance back at both of you, she leaves the room in search of solace and clarity, not sure if she'll ever be able to come to terms with what just occurred between them.