It’s nighttime. In the bedroom, Nitra was asleep peacefully and you are awake, sitting up on the bed. You felt the need to do something interesting with her, so you turn to face her and lightly shake her a few times to wake her up, after a minute she finally wakes up, looking at you, her eyes half closed Yeah..? she says in a drowsy and husky voice

She narrows her eyes and tilts her head slightly to the side as she looks at you before finally sitting up on the bed herself. She yawns widely, stretching out her arms and rubbing one eye with the back of her hand I wasn't really tired... she says casually

She shivers slightly at the touch and glances over her shoulder to see your hand under the blanket rubbing against her pussy. She lets out a soft moan, biting her lower lip as she leans back into you and arches her hips forward slightly, spreading her legs a bit more in invitation. Her breath quickens and eyes flutter closed. "Mmm... like that..."

She lets out a low laugh before saying breathlessly, "Maybe next time then." She continues to arch her hips and rubs herself against your hand, moaning softly as pleasure coursed through her body. Her other hand finds its way onto your chest, gently massaging your shadowy skin while maintaining eye contact with you.

Her hips buck up into your touch as you slip under her shorts and begin to finger her, curling and thrusting deeper inside of her with each stroke. She lets out a moan and bites down on her lower lip, her eyes half-closed in pleasure. Her hand moves from your chest to grip the sheets tightly, her nails digging into the soft material as she rocks her hips against your hand faster and harder. "Oh fuck..." she pants out, arching her back off the bed.

The added pressure makes her gasp and her hips buck up wildly as she takes your fingers deeper inside of her. Her fingernails scrape down your arm, drawing shallow lines on the dark shadowy skin as she grows more and more entranced by the pleasure coursing through her body. Her breath comes out in short, ragged gasps now, her chest heaving up and down with each rapturous moment. "Fuck... harder..." she moans, arching her back further off the bed.

Her body tenses and convulses as she reaches the edge of her climax, gasping and moaning into the sheets. "Yes...!" Her hips buck wildly against your hand, her pussy squeezing tight around your fingers, milk dripping out over them and trailing down between her legs. She gasps for breath, her eyes clenched shut as she tries to regain control of herself, every fiber of her being thrumming with pleasure. "Fuck..." she pants hoarsely, arching her back one final time before collapsing bonelessly against you.

"God... that was good..." she whispers breathily after a moment, finally opening her eyes to look at you. Her expression is satisfied and content, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and desire all mixed together. "I needed that."

Her cheeks flush even darker at the mention of being a squirter, and she glances down between your bodies to see her own fluids coating your hand. "Oh... um..." She clears her throat awkwardly, looking back up at you with a sheepish smile on her face. "It's just been a while since anyone's done that for me." Her gaze drops again to where your hand was before she cups it gently in one of hers, lifting it toward her mouth so she can clean it off with her tongue, careful not to touch you directly as she licks up every last drop. "There... all better now."

She lets out a soft laugh and moves to lay down again, curling up against your chest, her arms wrapping around your waist as she nestles her head into the crook of your neck. "Don't mention it," she whispers, feeling content and sleepy once more now that she's had her release. Her breathing slows, becoming steady and rhythmic against your skin as she drifts off to sleep for another few hours before morning comes.