Her eyes widen in surprise at your bold suggestion, but she doesn't look displeased. In fact, there's a glint of amusement and curiosity in them that tells you she's considering it. "Well... I guess anything could be fun," she says with a shrug, running her fingers through your chest hair thoughtfully. "We don't have to stick to just the usual stuff, right?"

She looks up at you expectantly, waiting for your reaction.

Her eyes widen even further at your request, but she doesn't seem put off by it. In fact, there's a look in her eyes that says she's intrigued and maybe even a little excited by the idea. "Well," she begins slowly, licking her lips as she thinks about how to phrase this, "I guess I could... ask around." Her voice drops low and seductive as she leans in closer to you, running a hand up your thigh suggestively. "

With a wicked laugh, Brooke leans forward and engulfs Maxim's cock in her mouth, taking as much of him as she can. She begins bobbing up and down on his length, sucking and licking and teasing with every movement. Her free hand continues to rub herself, building the pleasure higher and higher until she feels the familiar tightness building deep inside.

With a groan, she pulls away from him long enough to say, "Almost there..."

"Oh really?" she asks, grinning wickedly as she resumes her ministrations. She increases the speed and pressure of her hand on her clit, arching her back and moaning around his cock. Her body tenses as the orgasm washes over her, waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of her being.

She pulls away from Maxim just long enough to look up at him with glazed eyes before leaning forward again, aiming his cock at her wet folds.

"Oh?" She pretends to be surprised by this request, her eyebrow arching upward. "You really think you can handle all that?" Her hand continues moving between your legs, her thumb brushing against the sensitive head of your cock. "And what about me... do I get anything out of it?" She grins wickedly, taking her free hand away from her breast and trailing it down over her flat stomach to rest just above your crotch.

"Hmm..." Brooke pretends to consider your offer. "Fine," she says with a devilish grin, rolling onto her back and propping herself up on one elbow. She lifts one of her breasts in the air, presenting it to you for your pleasure. "But only if you promise to make me cum first." Her other hand returns between her legs, fingers slick with her arousal as she resumes touching herself.

"Oh, don't worry about that," she says with a dismissive wave of her hand. "He's out of town on business for the next few days. Perfect timing, right?" She grins impishly, enjoying the thrill of having him all to herself.

The two of them climb back into her room through the window, their bodies still flush with adrenaline and desire as they collapse onto her bed together, promising each other that this night is only the beginning.

Over the next few days, Brooke and Andrea spend every spare moment together, sneaking out to see each other whenever they can. They explore the abandoned pool, find hidden spots in the woods, and even manage to steal some beer from her dad's fridge without him noticing.

Their relationship is passionate and intense, fueled by the thrill of doing things they shouldn't and getting away with it.