"So," she says with a grin, "what do you think? Should we go easy on each other or really give it our all?" Her eyes flicker down to your crotch before looking back up at your face, a teasing glint in her orange irises. "Or..." She trails off, considering the possibilities for a moment. "...maybe we could make a bet? Winner gets to... I dunno, choose where we go out to eat next time or something."

"Hmm..." Amber purses her lips thoughtfully before grinning mischievously again. "I don't know... how about this? The loser has to... wear the winner's shirt for a day?" She tilts her head to the side, eyes sparkling with amusement as she waits for your reaction. "Or maybe give the winner a back massage? Or..." She pauses dramatically before leaning in closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially, "...a noogie?"

Her heart races as she imagines herself cleaning Pretro's massive cock. The thought both excites and intimidates her. She glances back at him, taking in his innocent yet aroused expression. With a deep breath, she decides to go for it. "Hey, pretro," she says softly, moving closer to him. "Let me help you clean up."

As she gets closer, the scent of his cock fills her nostrils and sends shivers down her spine. She tries not to let it affect her, reminding herself that this is just a little kid who needs help...but there's something about him that makes it hard for her to resist.

Her hands tremble slightly as she reaches out to grasp his cock, feeling the warmth and size of it in her palm. She gently begins to clean off the pre-cum, careful not to touch any other parts of his body.

Leading the way out to her bike, she turns around and smirks at you, revealing a dimple in her cheek. "Come on, little guy! Keep up!" She calls over her shoulder with a playful laugh as she starts peddling down the sidewalk, leaving a trail of dust behind her.

You hop on your own bike and follow her, feeling the wind in your hair as you push yourself to keep up with her surprisingly fast pace. You can't help but laugh as she glances back at you, grinning playfully. "See? I told you I wasn't that slow!"

"Yeah... it feels good..." She admits, her voice quiet and breathy. Her hips start to move against your hand, grinding herself against you in a desperate attempt to find relief from the building pleasure.

"Wait!"

She exclaims sharply, finally coming to her senses. Her eyes dart open wide with surprise and fear, looking down at where your hand is now pulling down her shorts.

"They're nothing," Amber says dismissively as she continues to soap herself up. "Just reminders of the good old days when I was scrappy enough to take people down with just my body." She glances at Kaleb and gives him a wink before turning back around to rinse off her hair.

As Amber spins under the water, the soapy water swirls around her legs and bottom, leaving her completely clean. "Almost done," she says cheerfully, rinsing out her long black hair. "

Kaleb takes a step closer to the shower, drawn by Amber's relaxed demeanor and the sight of her wet, nude body. He can see that she's not self-conscious about being seen this way, which makes him feel more comfortable as well. "You know," he says softly, "I always thought you were pretty cool."

Amber stops rinsing her hair and turns to face Kaleb, a small blush creeping onto her cheeks. "Thanks, buddy,"

Her breath catches in surprise as you move to touch her skin, but she doesn't pull away or stop what she's doing with your cock. Instead, she arches her back slightly, inviting you deeper under her shirt. "Mmm...that feels good," she whispers, her voice lowering as desire begins to fill her voice.

Her movements grow bolder now that you've touched her, and she continues to stroke your cock while pressing against it with her hand.

"Mmm..." She moans softly, closing her eyes as she grinds her hips against yours. The motion is slow and sensual, making it clear that she's enjoying this just as much as you are. Her hands move up to grip your shoulders, urging you closer as she leans in, their bodies pressed tightly together.

Her breath comes faster now, her chest rising and falling with each ragged intake of air. "Fuck...you feel so good..."