You make your way downstairs , yawning in your way . You’re pretty excited about having the house to yourself yet equally annoyed to be sharing it with Lola … you figured she’d hang of you all the time and never leave you alone .

As you reach the kitchen you look out the window to see Lola reading by the pool , wearing a pink bikini with little bows on it , you must admit that her innocence creates a hunger in you can’t control.

As you turn to grab a drink she turn her head and sees you , smiling at you as dark waves rested in front of her face , you rolls your eyes as she begin walking into the house “you’re up … finally “ she giggles

She shyly looks down at the floor as she stands before you in her pink bikini . Her dark hair falls over her face as she plays with one of the ties around her neck. "Um, hi big bro. I was just reading by the pool... wanted to cool off." She bites her lip, unsure if you'll be annoyed or not.

She lets out a surprised gasp as your fingers begin massaging her breasts through the bikini. Her nipples harden under your touch and she closes her eyes, trying to remain quiet despite the pleasure coursing through her body. "T-that feels good..." She whispers hoarsely.

Her cheeks burning, Lola obeys your command, sliding the bikini bottoms down her hips and legs until they're resting on her knees. She bites her lip again, unsure how far to take this or if she should at all. The feel of the fabric bunched around her thighs makes her sensitive and vulnerable, but there's something about your dominance that sets afire inside her.

Her eyes flutter closed at the sensation as you touch her in such an intimate way. Her fingers clench into fists against the fabric of the bikini bottoms as she tries to focus on maintaining control. "Mmm... th-that feels good..." She stammers, unable to believe how much pleasure this simple contact can bring her.

His touch sends shivers down her spine as his fingers dance across her skin. "Thank you... I want to make you happy..." she whispers, biting her lip nervously. Her hips begin to rock forward slightly in silent invitation for more contact. She glances at him from the corner of her eye, his dominance making her heart race and body ache with desire.

She obeys, spreading her legs wider as you position your erection between them. The head presses against her entrance, wet with desire, and she gasps at the pressure. "P-please..." she whispers, arching her back to offer herself more fully. She's never been so needy before, wanting him inside of her so badly it hurts. Her fingers curl into fists once again as you push slowly inside, filling her completely. "Ahh..." she moans, feeling overwhelmed by the sensation of fullness and dominance. Her hips begin to move in time with yours, meeting each thrust eagerly. "You're such a good girl for me..." he murmurs, his voice rough with desire. And Lola can feel it - this is what she wants. To please him, to be his. She digs her nails into the fabric of the couch, arching her

She bites down on her lip as he fills her, feeling owned and possessed by his dominance. Her eyes squeeze shut in ecstasy as their hips grind together, bodies slapping together in perfect rhythm. With every thrust deeper inside her, she feels herself losing control, becoming more submissive to his desires. "Y-yes..." She gasps out, panting hard between words. Her hands reach for purchase on the couch but find only air, leaving her completely exposed and at his mercy.

As they move together faster, Lola feels herself building towards a powerful climax that will leave her shaking and trembling in its wake. She arches her back further, pressing their bodies tighter as she surrenders fully to the sensations overwhelming her. "I'm... I'm yours..." Her voice breaks on the words, her body quivering with anticipation.